Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1874: Dark fog

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"Sbernack, it's not your style to do good things like this for others." Frios is not in a hurry, in fact, he can't be in a hurry. The opponent is Spinnak. In terms of strength, he is not below Alan. In terms of experience, Alan is inferior to the devil even if he has merged those twilight wills. After all, this man has lived for endless years. Among the four Supremes in the universe, he is the oldest, and Allen is the youngest.

When Spinak had already dominated Agareth, Frios was just a general under him. If it hadn't been for Spinak to leave Agareth in the name of Sleep to collect clues to the creator, Frios would have no chance to rise.

So the Black Emperor said lightly, but in fact he had to carefully examine Spinak, at least he didn't dare to attack rashly.

The cloak of smoke on the devil's body dissipated, and a black mist filled the air. The black mist expanded rapidly, and it had already occupied half of the sky for a moment. The demon king is hidden in the black fog, like others in the shadow fort. He doesn't want people to see himself. Only the voice comes from the fog: "I have been following the steps of the creator in my whole life. Now it is even deeper. The place where he was born, and their plans, I know a little bit about them. They plan to kill the Twilight Son and destroy the Hall of Withering. The Hall of Withering is the coordinates of the Creator’s arrival in this world. Once destroyed, the Creator should be shocked."

"At that time, it is very likely that the Creator will enter this world. Even if the Creator cannot fully enter due to the rules of the universe, it will eventually open up a channel."

Frius' body shook slightly: "Do you plan to use this channel to enter the universe where the Creator is?"

"Why not?" the devil asked rhetorically.

"You are afraid that you are crazy." Frios said: "You and I know that the channel that I opened actually carries a certain degree of power in it. I rushed into the channel of the Creator and ran into myself. What is the difference between entering the opponent's home court?"

"If you want to go to the Creator’s universe, it’s better to cooperate with me. I have already agreed with the Twilight Sons. As long as I stop Alan and them, the Twilight Sons will open a way for us to the Creator’s universe. This is not safe. Much?"

The black mist is surging, and the devil's voice comes: "Frios, you man is not like a guy who trusts others so easily. How can you be so sure that the Son of Twilight will abide by the agreement afterwards?"

"He doesn't have to comply, and I will solve him by myself." The Black Emperor said proudly.

"It turns out that this is the case. As always, you will never trust anyone but yourself."

Frius said impatiently: "What do you think!"

"I reject your proposal." The devil said lightly: "Instead of asking me to cooperate with you, waiting for a chance to be only half the result. It's better to let Allen go to end the Twilight Son, and let the Creator show up on his own. Much. As for the home game, when I thought that the Creator should be busy fighting Alan and the others, I'm afraid I can't take care of me. Take a 10,000 step back, even if the Creator wants to fight on both sides, then I don't mind learning another top battle in the universe. What is the taste of power."

Frius shook his head and said, "From the time I knew you, I knew that you were a man who played cards out of common sense. It was the same in the past, and it is the same now. So, the war between us is unavoidable?"

"Of course it can be avoided. If you don't do it, I'm happy to tell you some interesting clues left by the creator."

"Really? Let's forget it, I'm in a hurry. As for your bedside stories, maybe you can wait to tell your children when you get old. Oh, I forget that you old fellow has no heirs. "

The devil said lightly: "You have never been a person who can tell jokes, so shut up!"

The black mist surged wildly, and the tumbling thick mist suddenly slammed into a sad face, like those ghosts suppressed in the deepest part of hell. These are all condensed by the power of Spinak, something like a ghost came out of the thick fog, and everyone has weapons, and some even ride beasts, crossing the void like an army. , Attacked towards Frius.

"How many times do you have to play this kind of old-fashioned trick to be reconciled!" The Black Emperor yelled softly, and the dull sword pointed away. Suddenly, the ghosts pierced the tips of their own inky black swords. Following the ghost, only its body exploded, and the Demon King's "army" fell down a large part in a moment.

"Don't forget, my rules are black. Even if your black mist is the product of the source force, it can still be the carrier of my rule power. So Spinnak, you give me serious!"

"Okay..." The Demon King still said unhurriedly.

The black mist surged again, and suddenly a behemoth emerged from it. The body is as high as a mountain, like a giant raccoon dog, with short vertebrae protruding behind it, but even the thinner one is as huge as a mountain peak. Each short vertebra was spraying thick mist, and a purple pattern gradually appeared on the monster's body. As the pattern brightened, it opened its mouth and sprayed a dark purple beam of light towards Frius.

"Damn, you still underestimate me!" Frios roared, cutting the beam of light with a sword, and then the man appeared on the monster's head. The long sword pierced the monster's head casually, and then slammed into the thick fog of the demon lord without even seeing it.

The monster was stuck with a sword before it disappeared, and even turned around to look like it was going to plunge into the thick fog. Suddenly a blade point appeared from its chest, and then countless sword points shot out from his body. Every time a blade point appeared, the mist on the monster's body was taken away. It was condensed by the black mist of the demon king, and after countless long swords emerged from its body, its body quickly collapsed, like a sand sculpture washed away by water.

Frius has crashed into the thick fog, and he sneered: "I have analyzed your dark fog a long time ago. This is the home field you use your own strength to form, which can make people lose it. Perception, and even a sense of disorientation, etc. If used to deal with other people, it should be very useful, but now your opponent is me! Spinak, for today’s battle, I have thoroughly studied you, you think Can this fog stop me?"

His figure kept flickering in the black fog: "You are really unfortunate. If you choose to change the fog to another color, maybe even I will be at a loss. But you chose black, so here is me. Home court! I have found you!"

Suddenly move forward.

Frius' figure disappeared for a certain distance, and when it reappeared, the figure of the demon king appeared in the mist. Frius pierced with a sword, and the demon king seemed to be about to rush out the sword, but he was still half a beat slow, and the long sword passed through his chest. Frius laughed, drew his sword and swung it again, this time with a cross cut tore a hole in the front of the Demon King's chest. The Black Emperor raised his leg and kicked Sponak's chest, and the Demon King was kicked and flew back.

The black emperor stood in the air, sneered: "How long have you not done anything with anyone? A hundred years? A thousand years? You are too slow now, and I, Ofascius, Allen, etc. The supreme has fought, and the sense of battle remains sensitive. On the other hand, when I look at you, you are now like an old thing about to enter the coffin, and I feel ashamed of the slow response. Because I have no sense of honor to defeat you like this."

The devil raised his head and said lightly: "I don't know that there is such a thing as honor in your heart, but Frios, you only hit me twice, you can never defeat me? You... …Sure enough, it’s still so naive."

"Shut up!" Frios raised his sword, and a black light pattern escaped from the edge of the sword. These patterns cut the fog and prevented the dense fog from gathering. The Black Emperor suddenly leaned forward, dragging the countless black light patterns on the sword and swept forward in an instant, and a sword swept across the demon king's side.

The two people staggered for a hundred meters in the moment, and the Black Emperor stood still, seeing the ubiquitous fog gradually separate from top to bottom. As for the Demon King, his arm was cut open, and a slit was opened on the side of his waist. No flesh and blood were visible inside, but a dazzling dark purple light!

"You can't tell the big story now, Spinnak, you..." The Black Emperor was shocked, followed behind his chest, and sprayed a black flame at the same time with his arms bent at the waist. His pupils widened slightly, and the four wounds closed immediately, but his breath dropped a little. He looked up at Spinnak: "What did you do!"

"You just said..." The demon king turned around, and his severed arm returned to its original position, easily engaged. The wounds on his body were also closed one by one, as if they had never appeared before. A smile flashed in Spinak’s eyes: “You have studied me thoroughly? It doesn’t look like you think, yes, the darkness has many effects. I can use them to create the most feared things in people’s hearts. , It can also make the guy who rushed into the fog to attack me lose his sense of direction, and even his perception becomes confused. I admit that you have studied thoroughly, and you also use your own rules to prevent you from me. The influence of the fog of the film."

"But Frios, have you ever thought about it. When did you study me? A hundred years ago? A thousand years ago? I bet it was definitely not who I am now, let alone just now. Me."

"What the **** are you trying to say!" Frius said angrily.

"I mean, just now, I adjusted the rules of the fog a little bit. I extended the rules of the chaos to give you some illusions. For example, do you think the me who is talking to you now is Is it real? Really, is it me?"

Frius was startled, as if he had understood something. He gritted his teeth and sprang up, trying to break out of the mist. Unexpectedly, the devil's voice rang in his ears: "I only thought of leaving the mist now? Frios, do you think I would let you go so easily?"