Otherworldly White Dragon Lord Chapter 377: The anger of the Lich King

Countless torture tools tear the body, not for torture, not for revenge, just a single craving for pain! A strange evil breathed out from the light curtain and spread to the surroundings. For ordinary people, I am afraid that this terrible negative energy has eroded crazy. However, the Scourge is still immobile. For the dead, the pain is already a forgotten thing, and the dead will not be afraid of death.

"Report your life! Demon!" Alsace, who was riding on the bone warrior, looked down at the demon messenger who was watching him, and was not moved by the evil spirit of the other party.

The messenger dominated by Pain looked at Alsace. The Dominator of the Undead Army in front of him was an unexpectedly powerful existence. This force is probably still above the Demon of the Warlord level, at least to the level of the Grand Duke level. Although it is surprising, but after all, this is the limit that mortal can abandon to reach, it is still a small existence in front of the demon ruler.

"I am just one of the nine demon masters in my abyss who is the slave who painfully controls Mosta. I regret that the name has no meaning to me."

"Very good~ Then soon I will let you have no need for existence." Arthas pointed the frost sorrow in his hand at the demon, and the surrounding Scourge army instantly locked the other side.

The demon messenger is also fearless, and may be more frightening than the punishment of the death master: "If this is the case, you will lose a chance to gain great power."

"Say! What is the power you mean?"

Alsace has no interest in demons, but he does have a strong interest in power. What the Scourge now needs is strength.

"You and your army of undead army are under the watch of the master. The painful master Mosta appreciates all the army of undead army you lead in this country, no matter how sad your enemy is. The kingdom or the gods above the sky are also my enemies. But no matter how powerful you are, even if you give up your life and step into the realm of death, your power as a mortal is still limited ┉┉ you can’t resist attacks from above the sky !"

The words of the demon messenger are full of temptations. The former Lich King Arthas may have been angered by such words that doubt his own strength, but after seeing a miracle of the earth god, Arthas also understood There are many unknown and powerful existences in this world. At least for now, as the demon in front of me said, the Scourge cannot damage the gods above the sky.

"Go on!"

The demon messenger smiled lowly. Since the undead in front of him dare to attack the realm of the gods' shelter, he is naturally also enemies with the holy people who serve the gods. In any case, this powerful army of undead and its rulers should be used by the master: "We have common enemies with each other. My lord can give you great gifts, whatever you hate, whether it is this holy city or the sky. The gods will fall, and the whole earth will fall into your hands, and all this requires you to dedicate your mind and body to the great pain master Mosta!"

A cold cold wind hung in the undead army. Covered by a helmet, Arthas stared at the demon messenger like a ridiculous clown.

"Hahaha ~ Is that what you want to say?"

"You should make a wise decision. The power of the abyss is the existence that you can't imagine. My Lord is at its fixed point!"

Dedicate your body and mind to the demon master in exchange for his gifts? Arthas narrowed his eyes involuntarily, and for a long time no one dared to say such a thing in front of himself, demon! ? The most ridiculous existence!

"Kill him!"

What! ? For a while, the Demon Messenger doubted whether he had heard it wrong. But the next act of the Scourge that surrounded him immediately made him understand that he had heard it right!

Carthus raised his staff with a smirk, and mist suddenly rose around him. Numerous haunting ghosts circled around Karsas. Everything he went was torn to pieces by the soul, which made the surprise. The jaw opened wide enough to almost tear the lower jaw, and the sharp roaring sound came out with a terrible sound wave. The skeleton soldiers coming in front of it just like a model of a sand pile turned into ashes under the sound wave. Not only at this time, even the ghost called by Kalsas was dispelled by sound waves.

"What an unpleasant song ~ let me teach you what a magnificent chorus is!" Kalsas opened his mouth fanatically, breathing through the air of death, sweeping everything around him indiscriminately.

The demon messenger suddenly retreated when he saw the bad situation. The undead army leader in front of him was an invincible opponent. I did n’t expect that a lich beside him had such amazing strength. However, when the messenger just turned around and wanted to return to the light curtain, Frostmourne penetrated his body from the back. In the fierce scream of the other party, Arthas lifted the demon messenger stabbed on the sword.

"You ┉┉ stupid guy ┉ ┉ you dare to refuse ┉ ┉ ah!!!" The messenger has found that this sword with a strange death breath is corrupting his soul before he has finished speaking.

Karsas on the side looked at the devil with a low smile and said, "Ah ~ what a ridiculous clown, performing a funny trick in front of His Majesty. It ’s just that the clown seems a bit smug, so it needs to be beaten to make the clown understand himself 'S identity, hehe hey┉┉”

Alsace brought the demon messenger to his eyes with a voice comparable to the cold wind of the base and contemptuously said: "Clown! That's right~ indeed is a clown who doesn't know the heights and heights, your death will bring your master Going to a message, neither gods nor demons can stop the pace of death. "

Sorrow of Frost increased power at this time, and the pupil of Arthas under the helmet also burned a blue spark, bursting with unprecedented power. Arthas and the twisted void competed for the fallen demon soul. Corruption is destined to fall into the distorted void of the soul can not be saved, even the gods can not do it, only by destroying the souls of the fallen can avoid falling into the distorted void of eternal enslavement by demons. If this is the rule brought by the law of the interface, then Arthas, who has emerged from the summoning system, ignores the existence of this rule. As the corrupted demon messenger of Frostmourne has stopped wailing, his eyes and mouth start to shine The suction of the dark blue soul fire and the distortion from the distorted void gradually subsided.

And at the same time in a plane distorting the void, with a roar of incredibly angry penetrating every corner of the entire plane!

Mosta ’s huge grisly body writhing in pain. This huge plane is imprisoned with countless painful souls, and it looks dazzling that this cave, which has been stained with blood to a deep red, is filled with a lot of All kinds of torture tools, from huge torn racks to tiny bone-penetrating steel nails, can be said to have all the horrible torture tools imaginable in the history of the whole world.

The brutal and sadistic demon servants under Mosta are torturing these souls with all kinds of cruel torture, pleasing the moody lord with their wailing and screaming to avoid being sent to the torture.

"Fool, you dare to refuse my gift, sad bug, you still want to take my slave from me!" Mosta's sharp voice is like countless running gears. Uncomfortable.

The demon-dominated anger is so extreme at the moment that Mosta can feel that the servant souls he is sending are breaking away from his shackles. Although this is unbelievable but it is indeed the truth, the undead can actually break the interface. The rules of the law take away souls that belong to the twisted void.

"You rest! Insects, no one can take a soul from here, even a **** can't do it!"

Mosta swings his arms like a sickle frantically, his eyes dominated by pain shine with blood red light, and the power of the huge abyss will be completely lost with the force of Mosta’s will regardless of wear and tear. In the soul, the demon messenger, who had been completely corrupted in front of Arthas, suddenly shook. The blue soul fire suddenly showed a reddish light, and the messenger made an amazing howling. The whole body began to be covered with blood. The red rift, a powerful force, and even Frostmourne could not suppress it.

Boom! !

In an instant ~ IndoMTL.com ~ The body of the demon messenger burst like a blown balloon, and not only the soul was crushed in an instant. The flesh and blood flew even the unpredictable Alsace. All of this came too suddenly, and even Arthas did not expect that the demon master in the abyss could actually destroy his servant's body under such circumstances.

Looking at the fact that the previous efforts were broken into pieces, Arthas was also angry: "Poor things, do you think you can challenge the dignity of the Lich King! Stupid, in the near future, the devil ┉┉ you will be today for you Everything you do pays a heavy price. No one can escape the fate of death, even the devil can't do it. "

Both Mosta and the Lich King Arthas are both losers, but at this moment in the twisted void, there are still a pair of eyes watching all this, including the killing at the head of the nine masters Dominating Areguso is fiddle with the box in his hand while watching Alsace in anger.

It wasn’t until long time Areguso muttered to himself: "No one can escape death┉┉Yeah, you also can’t escape death, sad undead!" (To be continued...)

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