Sun God Marvel Chapter 1608: Strike-in-the-eyes.
Even though he said something awe-inspiringly, in fact, Baron Mordor's heart trembled again.
There are too many demons in front of him. Looking at them, there are thousands of them. It is like a mountain pressing on his heart, making him feel a sense of breathlessness in his heart. Feeling of breathless powerlessness. He was still insisting on the hard beak of the dead duck, completely because of the guarantee that Gu Yi had given him before, and because of the consideration of racial defense.
After all, he is a human, and the opponent is a devil, even if he wants to surrender, the opponent may not accept his surrender. So instead of lowering yourself and compromising, it is better to be hard-headed and see if you can usher in a turn for the better before things get the worst.
This is his determination after all kinds of considerations, and he has never been a vacillating wall, naturally he unswervingly acted according to his own ideas.
He is very hard-spirited, which can be seen by anyone with open eyes. And in the face of the hard-heartedness he showed in this situation, the black heart, as the commander of the devil's army, couldn't help but stand up.
If you don't agree, do it. That's something that only a idiot with muscles can do. He claims to be a smart person, especially since he has always thought that he is the best successor to Mephisto. Of course, he can't let himself be reduced to that kind of muscle club. Therefore, he stood up, intending to use his own words to shake the mind of this Master Mordoh well.
The devil is probably the most deceptive group of guys in the world. Of course, this refers to the big demons, not to those idiots who only shout and scream to kill and hunt everywhere. The big devils no longer have the need to eat humans. If they want to eat something, they will have a better choice. They are still indispensable for the needs of the soul, so in most cases, the big devils will use a more tactful and more thorough way to plunder everything they want.
Lies, fraud, this is definitely a very profitable method. And in these thousands of years, the big devils who have already used this method for a long time have certainly had their own way of deceiving people's hearts.
The black heart who stands out from the crowd must first change his image. When facing the devil, his hideous and terrifying nature is naturally the best deterrent. But for human beings, his original form is only It will make people feel scared and hostile. He doesn't care about this hostility, but since he wants to confuse people, he must not appear in this image. Therefore, becoming the most accustomed appearance of human beings is a matter of course.
Little vest, black suit. From the point of view of clothing alone, Black Heart is almost completely imitating his father Mephisto. However, he is not like Mephisto after all, and this is how he can’t pretend to be Mephisto. The appearance of the elderly can be seen.
The big shiny back head, coupled with the sneer smile on his face that can't be concealed. In addition to being unruly, there is only the indescribable hypocrisy and viciousness. He himself is I didn’t feel this, but tried my best to pretend I’m very talkative and open my mouth to Baron Mordor.
"You are Sir Mordor, the guy who has been against us from start to finish?"
"Bah, if you guys squat in **** and wait for death, you will be bored with me and waste my time on you?"
Mo Du didn't take the words, but just followed the black heart's words and directly opened up. Of course, this unfavorable situation makes Black Heart's face ugly, but since he plans to play tricks, then of course there is no reason to give up halfway. So he reluctantly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and continued to speak to Mordu.
"Huh, we have been watching the scene of **** for countless years, and we have long been bored with it. Now the door of the world has been opened, tell me why we don’t come to a better world, but we must stay in the hell. Where is the ghost place?"
"Because the world belongs to us, it's not like you ghosts can covet it!"
On this question, Mordo answered very positively. But for his affirmative answer, Black Heart couldn't help but sneered.
"The earth is yours? This is the best joke I have ever heard. Don't forget, in ancient times, you humans were slaves to us and those hypocritical gods. At that time, you didn’t have anything with Beast on the earth. The difference. If it were not for the war between the gods and us, plus the intervention of those outsiders, do you think this world has the qualifications for you to call the shots?"
"We have ruled the world for thousands of years. For thousands of years, neither the gods nor you despicable demons have been able to take the earth back from our hands. Is this not enough to prove who is the master of the earth? Do you? If you don’t agree with this point of view, you can try again to see if human beings have the ability to send you demons back to your home in hell!"
The two people are tit-for-tat, fighting each other. And soon, Black Heart had no interest in continuing. After all, he is not the kind of existence like Mephisto that can gain the upper hand with language, so after realizing that he could not take advantage of this aspect, he can only divert the topic and come up with some dry goods.
"Don’t think I don’t know the current situation of humans, Master Mordor. I’m making trouble here now. What do you think those humans who are only busy fighting inside can do to me? Don’t say anything else, if I am now Want to kill you, do you think the humans in your mouth have the ability to stop me?"
Seeing it poorly, he took out words that were almost threatening. The black heart obviously wanted to use the current situation to severely oppress Mordu. And this time he didn't miss it, because Mordo was indeed a little bit shivered by the situation in front of him. However, there is no more retreat for him to choose. And it is absolutely impossible for him to choose such a thing as surrender. So he can only persist, yelling at the black heart.
"If you want to kill me, you can try, I'm here, it depends on whether you have this ability!"
"Of course I will try. But before doing something like this, I can give you a chance."
It seems that he has felt the initiative fall in his own hands, and Black Heart has already sneered and said his bottom line.
"You commit suicide. After you die, I will extract your soul. If your soul can withstand the hardships in hell, I will personally take action and turn you into a big devil, and then specialize in I serve."
Speaking of which, even those who had already wanted to surrender would probably resist to the death, let alone Mordor, who was unwavering in the beginning. He didn't want to die so aggrieved, even after he died, he would suffer so much torture. So the only thing he can do now is to stretch out his hand to Black Heart with a solemn expression, and then yells heartbreakingly.
"The devil of a bitch, I am here, come here if you have the ability!"
A person of noble origin can swear such words, obviously there is no room for any change between them. Faced with Mordo's unsure of what is good or bad, Black Heart's face was really black, revealing a pair of jagged and interactive fangs, and it was already the most terrifying roar.
"Come on to me, get him here. I want to live!"
He hasn't been dazzled by anger. Knowing that Mordur has laid out countless hands and feet, of course he can't directly rush into the trap because of the momentary anger. Although he was absolutely sure, Mordur's traps might not be able to do him anything. But he wasn't sure whether he would be embarrassed because of a momentary miss.
He came here to show his muscles, like all demons to show how wise and mighty he is. If the boat is overturned in the gutter, let alone how dull he has on his face, his reputation alone may be enough to make his ambition bear a huge blow.
He didn't dare to bet on this kind of thing, so it was an inevitable thing to urge those cannon fodder men to find their way.
And when he said this, the demons who had been unable to restrain themselves would certainly not be able to restrain them anymore, they were almost screaming frantically, they had already changed into billowing black smoke, just like before the storm The rain cloud is normal, and the black is so heavy that it is crushed to death.
The battle has begun, and Mordu naturally began to challenge with solemn expression. He was chanting the Diamond Sutra in Sanskrit, but his hand quickly filled his spell on the gate with gold paint.
In the end, his speed is faster than the monsters outside. Before these demons rushed in, he was finally about to fill out the spell. And as these demons continued to approach, the originally dull golden lacquer immediately became brighter like a fire, followed by bursts of Sanskrit sounds, suddenly releasing thousands of lights.
The light is like a sharp sword, and it swept away the black cloud approaching in an instant. The magical power of Buddhism has an effect even on these western devils~IndoMTL.com~ However, all the devils will fall down like a fire on their bodies if they are swept away by the magical light of the immovable king curse. .
They wailed in pain and struggled, but they were useless. Because in the blink of an eye, they were already turned into ashes.
This is considered a disadvantage, but the black heart doesn't mean to stop it at all. He only cared about letting the demons under him continue to rush, and he didn't care about the casualties in front of him at all. This made the Fudo Mingwang curse more prominent, but everything was relative, and under such constant consumption, Mordo could already clearly perceive it.
The golden paint he scribbled has already dried up.
The golden lacquer scraped from the Buddha statues that have been enshrined all the year round is very rare, and Mordu did not expect it to be so badly worn out. Seeing the spells continue to weaken, the demons are still strong, and he gritted his teeth right now and retreated to the deeper part of the base.
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