Chapter 617: Where to go next and how many to kill?
But as a high-level devil, even if it was just a projection, how could the Bone Demon be willing to accept this defeat?
After the projection was destroyed, the little will that remained in this place began its final madness. It urged the power of this space to cause a collapse, causing everyone to die in the collapse of the space.
In this way, although I was not able to sign the contract and obtain the soul, at least I gained something and did not lose everything.
The space began to collapse. If Lilia didn't escape from here before the space collapsed, she would die here with a group of people from the [Hall of Knowledge].
And most importantly, although this space is collapsing, it still maintains its rules. Everyone's power is suppressed to a certain limit and is completely useless.
Lilia could rely on the Abyss Blade's [Flash Strike] ability to avoid the space collapse, but this would ruin all her plans.
If the [Platform] wants to expand again, it must cooperate with other legal academies. The director of the [Gardonford Warlock Academy] is right next to it. If he dies, then there will be no talk of cooperation. It is a good thing that it can avoid being rejected.
How could Lilia accept this?
So whether it was for the sake of possible partners or the idea of preventing the enemy from getting what they wanted, Lilia held the Abyss Blade and closed her eyes.
At this moment, even if she closed her eyes, she was like a mirror, reflecting everything.
Space and time, things that cannot be observed in detail by the naked eye, are all presented in front of her mind mirror.
At the same time, a figure appeared behind Lilia. The figure was blurry and kept changing between priest clothes and tight clothes. Finally, a monk with a buzz cut and holding a dagger and wearing a rosary appeared behind Lilia.
There was a spot of blood-red on the forehead, but the eyes seemed to be shrouded in mist, like a portrait, similar but unreal.
Here, the image that Lilia obtained after shining the mind martial art Mirror on Mo Cheng is also within the limit of safe use.
It's not like she hadn't thought about [opening the eyes] for the killer monk behind her, but as soon as this thought appeared in her mind, Lilia could feel the image of the killer monk in the heart mirror bursting out with murderous aura, and her heart martial arts mirror was close to collapse.
Even she herself was injured by the murderous aura that erupted and had to recuperate for several days.
So much so that after that time, Lilia was very sensible and no longer had any thoughts of [finishing touch].
He suddenly opened his eyes, and the Great Killer Monk and Lilia behind him took stances at the same time.
The Blade of the Abyss no longer releases its own aura, but on the contrary continuously absorbs the most evil aura in the world into the blade. Lilia's pupils dilated and her gaze was blank, as if she had lost all human emotions.
The sword flashed, and the collapsing space seemed to be rendered into the eighteen hells.
The knife flashed, and the knife energy turned into an endless mountain of knives, cutting the collapsing space. The space turned into thousands of pieces in an instant, like a slow slicing.
Abandoning all human emotions, it is driven by the power of the endless purgatory and transformed into a sword of boundless killing. Its name is:
The three swords of Avici!
Amid the mountain of swords and the shattering of space, Lilia and everyone in the Hall returned safely to the main material plane.
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On the other side, inside Baator Hell, Mo Cheng and Helena were not besieged by demons.
This might be a situation that only exists in Baator Hell. If he were thrown into the devil's territory, Mo Cheng estimated that he had already completed the Hundred Demons Slaying and would be about to achieve the achievement of Thousand Demons Killing and Ten Thousand Demons Slaying.
Of course, the more important point is that the owner of this city, the Duke of Hell, is inviting them to visit the palace.
As the guest of the Duke of Hell, other devils naturally have no right to spy on him.
Inside the palace of the Duke of Hell, Mo Cheng was looking at the glass of red wine at hand. The red wine had an indescribable fragrance. Even though he was not a wine lover, he could tell that this wine was probably a high-end product.
Helena, who was sitting next to him, sat upright and didn't dare to move at all.
After all, not everyone who is a guest in the Duke of Hell's palace can lie on the sofa and talk to the Duke of Hell as casually as Mo Cheng.
"This is a collection of the Dark Night noble clan that has been passed down for thousands of years. They like to add pure female blood when brewing red wine, believing that this is more suitable for the taste of the Dark Night nobles."
As if he had noticed Mo Cheng's curiosity about the red wine, the Duke of Hell slowly explained, "This bottle of red wine is the final product of the Dark Night noble clan. They attacked the saint of the Orthodox Church, the princess of the empire, and the elves before and after the sacrifice. A total of thirteen pure women of noble status, used their blood to brew this bottle of [Depravity]."
Hearing the origin of the bottle of red wine, Mo Cheng frowned slightly, and then pushed the two glasses of red wine in front of him and Helena forward, "Please replace it with something that humans can drink, or just boiled water. The name of your red wine is a bit unlucky for humans. In addition, I am curious about the ending of the Dark Night Noble Clan."
"The clan was exterminated, and the clan leader was even kicked into a pool filled with holy water and holy silver at noon when the sun was at its hottest. I'm sorry, but I thought this thing would suit your taste."
The Duke of Hell raised his hand, and immediately two demons in maid costumes appeared and replaced Mo Cheng and Helena's red wine with juice, juice that normal humans can drink.
Mo Cheng's fingertips lit up with holy light, and he pointed at his own face helplessly, "I am a clergyman, and the word "fallen" is not very friendly to me."
The Duke of Hell appears as a middle-aged human male. He looks ordinary, but he gives people the feeling of a kind uncle next door.
Mo Cheng couldn't tell what the Duke of Hell's true form was. After all, when it came to disguise, there were less than twenty people in the world who were better than the Duke of Hell.
He looked at Mo Cheng's holy light and smiled silently, "It seems that I misunderstood. After all, I have received many clergymen, and they like to be corrupted in a sense. To be honest, I have not encountered people like you very often."
It would be strange to say that the clergy who have gone to Baator have not fallen. The only difference is when.
He picked up the juice and took a sip. After finding that there was nothing unpleasant in it, he gestured to Helena to indicate that it was drinkable.
Then he looked at the Duke of Hell and said, "Tell me, what should I do to get the secret information about Helena?"
The Duke of Hell raised his eyebrows, "You know I'm in trouble?"
Sighing silently, Mo Cheng felt that his sensitivity to tasks as a player was being questioned. "When will the Duke of Hell be so hospitable as to invite two humans who suddenly appeared to his home? Now I hope you can tell me where to go next and how many people to kill?"
