Blasphemy: 11 Under the Wrath of God

Chapter 11 Divine Wrath When the holy light dissipated and the pairs of pure white wings flying in the sky no longer existed, the red and black colors regained their dominant position in the entire demon world. Only Jiyuan The mountain peak with the divine radiance all over it still stands tall and majestic, and the pillar of holy light that penetrates the sky and the earth has not dimmed at all.

At this moment, only the broken corpses covering the earth, the slowly flowing blood, and the mountain of corpses standing in the center of the battlefield bear witness to the battle that just occurred.

The war that buried three million demon warriors.

The thick dark red clouds in the sky are flowing slowly, and the endless wind between heaven and earth is no longer entirely filled with the smell of blood and stench. Occasionally, the wind will bring some acidic smell unique to the devil world. There will always be a faint fragrance floating in the wind, which is the last trace left by the angels whose bodies were chopped off in the demon world.

On the top of the mountain of corpses, the small figure had stood still, and the giant blade that was disproportionate to its body was inserted deeply into the pile of corpses in front of it. It was completely indifferent to the earth-shattering cheers of the demon warriors on the battlefield. It just looked at the distant mountain peaks that seemed extremely disharmonious to the demon world environment.

Plop, plop, footsteps like crushed fruit came from behind the little figure.

It was a ferocious giant five meters high. Its dark black armor was covered with one-meter-long sharp spikes, and countless long twisted horns protruded from the holes specially left in the armor. He climbed up the mountain of corpses with difficulty, because his body was too heavy, and with every step he took, his steel boots would sink deeply into the pile of flesh and blood under his feet. Different from other demon warriors, the giant three-headed shackle in his hand always emits a rich fragrance. Obviously, this ferocious weapon has drunk the blood of many angels.

"Omnipotent Lord Luojia, you just..." the giant said in the language common to the Demon Emperor clan. Before he finished speaking, Luojia waved his hand to signal him to be quiet.

On the battlefield at this time, countless demons were watching Luojia. They discovered something unusual about Luojia on the top of the mountain, and the cheers gradually fell silent. After a while, the entire battlefield fell into deathly silence again.

"Do you feel it?" Luojia suddenly said.

"What...feel this?" The giant behind Luojia looked very confused. He looked around and listened carefully, but still found nothing.

Luojia seemed to sigh and said: "Just now, a **** was angry, and her anger even spread to the devil world. If you are still like now, only knowing power and killing, then in another day Even after a thousand years, you won’t be able to reach the position of the general of the demon world.”

The giant roared with laughter several times, and his laughter also contained tyrannical power, causing larger corpses within a hundred meters to explode. "I just want to follow you. The position of general is not suitable for me at all. You see, how correct my choice is now. In the war between the six demon worlds, you are the only one who has achieved a glorious victory!"

Luojia sighed softly and said: "Only five hundred and sixteen battle angels were killed. This number is nothing to the heavenly army. What's more, the Holy Mountain is still in the hands of the heavens. , we are still very far away from victory."

"But those arrogant great lords, including Amelia, the great lord of the sixth demon world who wants to be the emperor, and the disgusting Demon Dragon King, they have not achieved any victory so far. Victory in the battle! And you..."

Halfway through the giant's words, Luojia suddenly jumped up and his long blade swept through the void!

He immediately roared, squatted down slightly, and each spiked hammer head of the three-headed flail ignited thick purple-black flames. Millions of demon warriors at the foot of the mountain clenched their weapons at the same time, and among their densely packed ranks, haloes of various colors erupted. That was a sign that the tyrannical existence was rapidly increasing its power.

But millions of demon warriors waited for nothing.

After Luojia's blow, there was no abnormality between heaven and earth. Its blow seemed to land completely in the air.

"Lord Luojia, are there another battle angels here?" the giant asked.

Luojia looked up at the sky, stood quietly for a moment, and then said slowly: "It's not a battle angel. It's really strange. I just felt that there was a guy who has been watching us. Am I wrong? But, that guy just now This guy makes me feel really, really annoying!"

At this time, a group of giant beasts as big as hills slowly appeared on the distant horizon, slowly coming towards the battlefield. These giant beasts are corpse-eating beasts in the demon world. They don't have much fighting power and rely on their huge bodies, solid defenses and large-area acid spitting for their living. They are the scavengers of the demon world and are usually kept in captivity and used to clean up battlefields. Corpse-eating beasts can grow to hundreds of meters long and dozens of meters high. When they stop growing, they will be slaughtered and used as food for demon warriors.

Luojia told the giant: "After cleaning the battlefield, you go back to the fortress first. I have one more thing to do, and I have to leave for a while. Before I come back, all you have to do is defend the fortress. No war."

The giant agreed and asked again: "Master Luojia, how long are you planning to go?"

This simple question seemed to stump Luojia. It was silent for a long time before replying: "It was supposed to be back soon. But now... it may take a long time. So you have to be patient."

Under the deep night, a high-hanging blue moon is shining indifferently on the sleeping Central Mountains. Only occasionally, a few long wolf howls break the silence of the night.

Deep in the central mountain range, the majestic and ancient palace is as old as ever, exuding a faint brilliance under the night.

The main hall was dark, with no lighting at all. Only with the help of the faint light emitted by several giant beast statues on the four walls, could the scene in the main hall be clearly seen. On the high platform at the end of the hall, there was only a high-backed stone-carved chair, and sitting on the chair was a tall middle-aged man. His eyes were closed tightly, and he looked like he was resting or thinking deeply about something.

At this time, two huge doors in the hall opened silently, and a black-robed mage rushed in. He ran straight to the long steps of the high platform in the hall, fell to his knees with a plop, and shouted: "The greatest Lord Artest! There are enemies sneaking up on us. During the inspection just now, I found that most of the sentries were killed!"

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, and two pale green lights lit up in the hall. He said in a strange and metallic voice: "Not most of them, but all of them. Not just the sentry, in fact, among my subordinates, you are the only one alive now. And your life is also It’s coming to an end..."

The black-robed mage was taken aback. He raised his head in astonishment and looked at the middle-aged man on the high platform.

A ray of breeze suddenly passed over his body. This gust of wind has a strange power. Wherever it blows, whether it is flesh, flesh or clothing, it will be instantly dissociated into an invisible mist by the extremely hot pure magic energy, and turn into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

"Dear Mr. Artest, I didn't expect that your prediction would be so accurate after not seeing him for so long."

Under the cold moonlight, Adelene slowly stepped into the huge door of the hall. Behind her, Milo, who was carrying a giant hammer, also appeared.

The middle-aged man on the high platform rested his chin on his hand and said slowly: "I still remember you. Your name is Adelene, right? Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, I have been here for a hundred years. Over the years, the little guys back then have now grown up. But did the Demon King only send you two? He seems to look down too much on his companions who fought side by side in the past. Or, are you two little guys offended? Demon Emperor, is that why you were sent to die by that stupid and ignorant old thing?"

Adelene smiled and said: "Father is indeed a bit stupid, otherwise he would not have sent you to this plane to open up a refuge for our clan. But it is still too late to correct the mistake now, maybe two The little guy back then was enough to correct the mistake! But I really don’t understand. The demon dragon family has always been the most noble race in the demon world, but why did you betray me? Is the promise of heaven so worthy of your belief? What do you want? What is it, power, eternal life or glory?"

Artest smiled faintly and said: "Of course there is a reason why I left the devil world. If you live long enough, you will naturally know it. Now you two don't know what the **** are you waiting for? Why don't you come and correct the mistakes made by the Demon King? That little guy with the hammer, don't shake your hand too much, or the hammer will fall. And you, Adelene, use the magic source on me again When the wind blows, your accuracy should not be as bad as before."

Adelene's face looked a little pale, and she was looking at the ground in front of the high platform. There was a pair of thin boot soles on the ground, left behind by the black-robed mage just now. The magic source wind she sent out was supposed to be just right to evaporate all traces of the black-robed mage's existence, and just enough not to damage the floor of the hall. But as Artest said, her accuracy was off. Of course she knew the reason. As early as hundreds of years ago, Demon Dragon Artest was a powerful being whose individual strength could rival the Demon Emperor. Today, judging from the age of the dragon, Artest is at the peak of his body, and his strength will only be higher than before.

Both Milo and Adelene know the power of the Demon King very well. Although all the powerful people in the demon world believe that Artest is stronger than the Demon Dragon King, he is still not as good as the Demon Emperor. However, the understanding of Artest by all beings in the demon world still only remains a few hundred years ago. In the past few hundred years, no one knew the extent of the general's power, and no one knew whether he had obtained stronger power from the heaven after betraying the demon world.

Facing this legendary figure in the demon world, she couldn't help but be nervous.

Adelene smiled softly, her heart becoming calm, and then her golden and blue eyes lit up. She said gently: "Legendary Lord Artest, let me use the magic that I learned after enduring a hundred years of solitude in the Demonic Mist Realm to show my respect to you!"

Milo on the side tore off his robe, and then purple ice flames burst out of his body crazily, instantly forming a dark purple armor around her, and another pair of purple ice flames. Wings of fire stretched out behind him. Milo's power climbed crazily, and invisible forces emanated from him. The boulders on the floor and walls of the hall couldn't help but burst into pieces. The flying gravel did not fall to the ground, but floated in the air under the pull of invisible forces.

Different from Milo's huge momentum when he increased his strength, Adelene raised her hands high and kept making complicated and complex gestures above her head. Instead of exuding any power, she was constantly absorbing the power from the surrounding space into her body.

Adelene's blue eyes flashed with light, and her figure disappeared into the hall.

Artest finally stood up on the high platform. He took off his cloak. Suddenly he looked up to the sky and let out a dragon roar, and then a huge dark purple dragon fifty meters long appeared in front of Milo!

The green eyes of the demon dragon that appeared in its own form stared at Milo closely. Waves of dragon power were like a tide, and Milo's armor couldn't help but burst into large **** of ice flames. Just Artest's dragon power forced Milo to be unable to stand in the air and could only retreat slowly.

Artest stared at Milo and opened his huge mouth. Milo could even see a little green light quickly lighting up in the dragon's throat!

The main hall lit up quietly.

A ray of holy light shone from the top of the temple, shining on the huge dragon body of Demon General Artest.

It’s just that Artest is in the middle of the hall without lights or fire. Where did this holy light come from? Milo looked up in shock, only to realize that at some point, the roof of the entire hall had been lifted off, and this ray of holy light fell from the night sky. In the holy light, Wella's blond hair was flying in a demon lotus. She held the Dragon Soul War Spear upside down with both hands and stabbed Artest's back silently!

The magic dragon suddenly shook its head and slammed its head into Wella in the Holy Glory! The dozens of long horns on his head are like dozens of war spears, and their hardness and sharpness are almost as strong as the Dragon Soul War Spear in Wella's hand!

The main hall was still for a moment. As a light shone between Weina and the magic dragon, a violent energy storm suddenly erupted, sweeping across an area of ​​1,000 meters in an instant!

The majestic hall disappeared, disappearing in the sudden energy storm.

In the crazy energy storm, Milo went up against the wind, and the giant hammer hit Artest's dragon body as if flying from the sky! Where the giant hammer hit, several huge dragon scales shattered instantly. The demon dragon's wings suddenly spread out, and with one swing, the overwhelming force knocked Milo flying dozens of meters away.

After knocking Milo away, Artest was like a small bug, not even looking at him. The green eyes of the demon dragon were only staring at Wella, who was standing in front of him.

Several of the demonic lotus' extended armor leaves were severely bent, obviously suffering a heavy blow.

The demon dragon smiled lowly and said: "Fallen angel, even you alone are enough to fight me to the death in an honest and fair manner! But why do you still do such a undignified act as a sneak attack? You The power is so powerful, how could I not sense your presence? How about that, did you feel uncomfortable just now?"

Wella's face was as cold as frost, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth. She held a gun in her right hand and pointed it at the Demon Realm General. Her left hand, which was originally behind her back, slowly stretched out and opened.

Two sharp dragon horns more than one meter long fell from the slender hands, one behind the other, and fell into the dust and mud.

She said coldly: "Artest, there is no other reason for me to do this. I am just afraid that you will escape if you can't beat me."

"Escape? Why should I escape?" The Demon General's deep laughter suddenly turned into a dragon's roar that shot straight into the sky!

"Why should I run away!" Artest roared and rushed towards Wella. His roar still echoed in the air: "Fallen Angel! You are a plaything created by the great gods. Are you now trying to fight against the gods who created you? All your efforts are in vain! Even if I die here, the fate that has been decided will not change at all!"

Adelene's figure suddenly appeared in the air, and a thin golden light shot out from her golden pupils, crossing in front of Artest. Her figure disappeared again and again, but the golden light lingered in the air for a long time.

The general of the demon world completely turned a blind eye to this golden thread and did not change his momentum. The moment the huge dragon body came into contact with the golden thread, a cloud of steam suddenly rose from the surface of the extremely hard dragon scales. The golden thread actually cut into the extremely hard dragon scales of the demon dragon. It didn't dissipate until it cut dozens of centimeters into the dragon's body.

Adelene's figure flickered and appeared, and in an instant, dozens of crisscrossing golden threads sealed the space around Artest!

But Artest's body is too big, and his magic resistance is far beyond Adelene's original expectations. This minor injury is nothing to him. He completely ignored the magical threads laid by Adelene. After a dragon roar, the demon general sprayed a ball of green light into the void in front of him. The green light suddenly exploded, and the space around it shook.

Weina groaned and popped out of the void, with several demon lotus fragments falling from her body. She bit her lower lip lightly, her body was like lightning, and suddenly passed over Artest's back. Then she grabbed it with her backhand and tore off a large piece of flesh several meters square from the magic dragon's wing, and then disappeared into the void. among.

Artest roared in pain, and bit into the void with his huge mouth, biting Wella out of the void! The general held Wella in his mouth, hovered in the air, and then crashed into a rocky mountain in the distance at an indescribable speed!

Miro rushed out from the side and hit the Demon General with several hammer blows. However, Artest knocked Milo down again with a blow from his dragon tail.

Yanshan trembled, as if he couldn't bear the pain caused by the severe injury to his body. Amidst the roar, the rock mountain slowly collapsed, and countless boulders buried Artest underneath.

The next moment, if a volcano erupts, the collapsed rock mountain suddenly explodes, and countless rocks fly through the air, passing thousands of meters in the air, and then fall to the ground.

Among the rocks, Wei Naruo, with her wings spread out, shot up into the sky with a puff of smoke! On the trajectory she left behind, dozens of feathers were slowly falling, and more than a dozen broken dragon teeth were flying in the air.

Another huge shadow passed across the ground.

At a speed that was incompatible with his huge body, Artest broke through the light network woven by golden magic threads that suddenly appeared in the air, and pursued Wella, who had already rushed into the sky.

The magic light network is broken. Artest had already gone away, leaving only fragments of broken dragon scales and turbulent flows of magic in the air. Adelene suddenly emerged from the void. Her face was extremely pale and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood that was like clear water.

Even though she was seriously injured, her smile was still gentle. Adelene wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at the beautiful energy fireworks exploding in the sky. Her blue eyes lit up again and disappeared into the void.

Milo, covered in purple flames, soared into the sky and passed by the place where Adeleni had just disappeared. At this moment, the purple wings on his back have long since dispersed, and the armor on his body is in tatters. But he still gritted his teeth and rushed into the sky.

Because at just a moment, he had seen tears streaming down his face from Adelene's eyes. But Milo knew that her blood was colorless and transparent.

So it wasn't tears at all.

A group of the most brilliant fireworks quietly lit up in the night sky...

Under the reflection of the fireworks, four figures, one big, three small, fell in different directions.

While still in mid-air, the demon dragon rolled over and stopped in the air. The huge dragon body was now covered with horrific wounds. Only the pale green dragon eyes still shone with a calm and calm light.

Adelene finally successfully disappeared into the void when she fell to the ground. Milo fell heavily to the ground and was already unconscious. Since falling from such a high altitude, how strong is Milo's momentum? The huge rock where he landed has cracked, but his body still seems to have not deformed. The physical strength of the demon race is indeed far superior to that of all races in this plane.

In the sky, the demon general had just stood firm when the figure of the angel of light flying towards him with a spear was reflected in his dragon eyes.

The brilliance of those golden cross stars is still as bright as ever!

With a clear shout, Wella wielded supreme power and stabbed Artest between the eyes with a shot!

But the place where the gun fell suddenly became empty, and the demon general had already disappeared without a trace. Wella was shocked. After a series of fierce battles, she was already very familiar with Artest's use of power. With the strength of the demon dragon being seriously injured, it was impossible to dodge her shot by teleporting.

Weina suddenly felt a slight movement in her heart and looked towards the ground.

I don’t know when a small figure appeared on the ground. She was dragging a huge long blade, leaping up with all her strength, and then swung the long blade in a circle.

There was nothing where her long blade fell, but for some reason, the huge body of the Demon World General appeared there!

The long blade passed Artest's body silently... The general suddenly let out a painful dragon roar. The huge dragon body rolled endlessly in the air, and the dragon's blood followed his movements. The action falls in the air. In the rain of blood, a dragon claw also fell!

Weina stood in the air, quietly watching the little figure jump up and down, fall and jump up again.

In the blink of an eye, Artest's painful roar gradually subsided.

"Enough!" Wella frowned and shouted coldly.

The small figure stopped in response, holding the huge long blade high and looking up at Wella.

Under the cold moonlight, this little figure finally became clear. It turned out to be a little girl! She looked about ten years old, with long hair that reached down to her knees. She was extremely beautiful, and the small hands holding the giant blade were so white and tender that they seemed likely to be crushed by the weight of the giant blade at any time. She was covered in the dragon's blood at the moment, so it was completely impossible to tell what color the short skirt she was wearing was originally.

The once powerful general of the demon world had been cut into dozens of pieces by this extremely weak little girl, and the body parts were scattered on the ground.

"Lorgar!" Adelene exclaimed.

The little girl ignored Adelene and just smiled at Wella and said: "It's not enough yet! Just wait for me!"

After saying that, Luojia jumped up and down, swinging the giant blade continuously, until he cut each piece of the dragon's body a few more times, then jumped back to the original place and let out a sigh of satisfaction. She stretched out her scarlet tongue and rolled a small piece of the demon dragon's minced meat on her lips into her mouth, as if to taste the taste, and then smiled at Wella and said: "It's okay to just cut it twice, I don't want to." You've been waiting too long! It's just an empty body, and it doesn't feel like anything when you cut it. I don't believe that this body betrayed the demons, and I don't think you will believe it either."

Wella slowly fell from the air and landed right in front of Luojia. Luojia dragged the handle of the giant blade with one small hand. Her height was only just above Wella's waist, so she had to raise her head hard to face the pair of shining cross stars.

The moment the two people's eyes met, the earth suddenly trembled slightly.

Weina snorted, stretched out her left hand in front of Luojia's face that was so soft that the wind could break it, spread her slender fingers, and said coldly: "Bring it here!"

"What to take?" Luojia looked innocent.

"This body is missing a piece of its heart. You couldn't have noticed it, right?"

Luojia's expression became rare and solemn. She looked up at Wella and said word by word: "In the name of the Dark Demon God, I did not hide any part of this body! I just like to cut living things, but not I like to collect these dirty body parts. That is what some perverted guys in this plane do."

Weina's eyes slowly swept across the entire battlefield, her brows slightly furrowed. She has used insight, but still cannot find where the missing piece of heart has gone.

Luojia frowned, thinking hard, and kept tapping the handle of the giant blade with his thin little fingers.

The important thing is not the dragon's heart, but why the heart disappeared before their eyes.

Finally, Wella knew that no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't figure out the outcome. She turned to stare at Luojia and said with a smile: "Your name is Luojia, right? I hate you very much, and you also interfered in my fight. Since we have already met, do you want to have a fight?"

Luojia smiled sweetly and replied: "The Angel of Light is famous for being a powerful fighter. Even if he falls, he will be the same, and maybe he will be even more powerful. Audrey, in fact, I also want to fight. You chop it up slowly. You are so beautiful that even if it takes a year, I won’t get tired of it. But now is really not the time for us to fight. I think you also feel that in many planes now, time The space and space are starting to become chaotic. Although I haven't been here long, I'm afraid that when I go back, too much time has passed in the Demon Realm. So I want to go back to the Demon Realm immediately! When this war is over, When we are all lucky enough to survive, let’s have another good fight!”

Lorgar looked at Adeleni again and said with a smile: "You are really amazing. You can actually trick such a powerful light angel into helping you. Do you hate working with me so much?"

Adelene smiled softly and nodded towards Lorgar.

Luojia curled his lips, dragged the giant blade backwards, jumped up with all his strength, and jumped into the void.

Wella scanned the battlefield again, but still couldn't find the heart. Her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

This is a strange place.

The sky is always a turbid gray, like the darkest dusk. The land is full of dead old trees.

There is no day or night here, and there is no time.

In the middle of the ancient trees, a strange creature is walking aimlessly. Half of his body is made of flesh and blood, and only half of his face looks very handsome. The other half of his body is actually half a skeleton!

There was a strange roar in the sky, and something fell from the sky and landed in front of him. He was stunned for a moment, and finally recognized that it was a piece of warm meat. His remaining instinct told him that this piece of meat must taste extremely delicious.

So he rushed forward, grabbed the piece of meat and started chewing it. After the last piece of flesh and blood was swallowed, he still licked his right hand with half of his tongue.

At this moment, a magical light suddenly wrapped around his body.

The next moment, he had traveled through unknown dimensions and appeared in the center of a magic circle. He was panicked and wanted to run away. But he found that he could not move at all and could only stand blankly in the magic circle.

Outside the magic circle, stood an old man and a dreamy little girl. The little girl stared at him looking left and right, finally sighed, turned to the old man and said: "Teacher! How could my magic pet be such a strange and ugly thing? And he looks too weak!"

The old man smiled kindly and kindly and said: "Fengyue, once the magic pet is summoned, it cannot be changed. It is your most loyal and reliable partner and will accompany you throughout your life."

The little girl stared at him again.

Standing in the magic circle, he suddenly felt that the little girl with black hair and silver eyes gave him such a warm feeling~IndoMTL.com~ This feeling was something he had never felt when he was wandering alone in another world. Passed.

"But he is too weak!" The little girl looked disappointed.

"Feng Yue...I...will become stronger." He had his first idea.

Another burst of magical light flashed by, and he returned to his own world.

In the dark meditation room, Rogge slowly opened his eyes and stood up. He suddenly punched the wall hard, and with a bang, the entire wall was smashed down by his punch filled with infinite anger!

"Teacher! How could my magic pet be such a strange and ugly thing? And he looks so weak!"

"Fengyue, a magical pet cannot be changed once summoned. It is your most loyal and reliable partner and will accompany you throughout your life."

The two dialogues between the old man and the little girl in the dream always lingered in Rogge's mind. Although he knew that this was just a weird dream, Rogge still felt inexplicably anxious in his heart.

At this moment, Rogge, as an undead master, suddenly felt the anger to destroy all undead creatures.