The little wizard retreats to safety! High-level wizards set up exorcism enchantments! ”

In the center of the battlefield, Wizard Potter emptied the bullets from his magic rifle.

He gave a new order to the wizards behind him, and as he saw more demons pouring into the city like the sea, he turned back and shouted:

"The wizard who learned the Raven Transfiguration technique stands up and charges with me!"

After saying that, Harry pinched the seal, and in the sound of the giant beast's neighing, a miniature raton more than 50 meters long flapped its wings and howled into the sky.

Behind him, 27 wizards who had learned Transfiguration also transformed into miniature Titans and charged with Harry.

A wave of sonic speed swept through the sky from 28 Raton, tearing the smaller winged demons into the wind.

In the blink of an eye, half of the sky was cleared by the ravages of this flock of crazy big bad birds.

Raven Transfiguration is also talented.

For example, Merlin can complete the perfect imitation of Mothra, and with the support of the magic of the Almighty Heavenly Father, his transformed Titan incarnation is even stronger than the combat power of Mothra himself.

The other casters are limited by talent and are almost impossible to perfectly simulate the Titans' avatars, so the big and bad birds in the Laton flock that storms into the sky under Harry's leadership are quite odd.

Of course, Merlin's transformation is a special case of the official death of the same people.

And the reason why the Maharaja chose Mothra's transformation is also very simple, among all the ancient Titans, only Mothra's gorgeous and beautiful appearance is more in line with Merlin's aesthetics.

The other Titans, to be honest, look too good...

As for why most of the Raven Transfiguration users change their form as Ratton.

Well, the answer to this question is actually quite simple, the Big Bad Bird Raton is currently the only Titan captured by humans.

The difficulty of drawing its blood is the easiest.

The users of Raven's Transfiguration joined the fray, and with their near-crushing repressive power over the cannon fodder, the ferocious onslaught of the demons of Baal Hell was quickly suppressed.

But in the sky, Diana's campaign to provoke the Maharaja of Bar did not go well.

"Boom"

Blue thunder descended from the sky and slammed into Diana's body, knocking her back to the ground, and in the tumbling thunderclouds, Lord Baal finally revealed his true colors.

It resembled a blue-gray killing spider, with four sharp, barb-covered clawed legs beneath the massive humanoid upper body, and warspear-like limbs on its abdomen.

Its eyes burned with an unquenchable fire of agility, and behind its hideous skull were whiskers like long whips, and two demonic horns that bent backwards.

It wielded thunder in one hand, held up flames in the other, and waved its arms in laughter, and in an instant the whole of London was covered in flames, and the city was torn apart, showing the unrivaled power of the Lord of Hell.

"Just a new Heavenly Father, dare to provoke the King of Killing?"

Bal strode into the air, the thunder in his hand converging into a throbbing spear, his burning eyes full of terrifying killing intent, and he roared:

"I will break your neck with my own hands, kill all your people, and let the blood of Zeus be completely cut off in this sad world, and then..."

"Then I'll kill all the stupid lives in this world!"

"Ravens can't protect you anymore! He's out of danger now! ”

"Boom"

The dancing thunderbolt spear stabbed from the sky and was blocked by Diana with a starlight shield, but she herself was driven into the ground by the terrifying bombardment of great force.

In the crack of the impact that emitted high temperature, Diana, who was covered in electric arcs, stood up and wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth.

She looked at the sky and said:

"The old thing is really good... Indeed, I alone can't kill you here. ”

"But stupid! When did I say that I came alone? ”

"Huh?"

Barr blinked in surprise.

The neighing of horses resounded in the London sky, and with a loud shout, white armored horses rushed into the sky from the ragged city.

The Heroic Knight on his horse held the holy spear in a standard stance, and stabbed the arrogant monarch like lightning in the golden arc of light.

"Bang"

In the moment of staggering, the limbs of Baal's abdomen were severed.

In the midst of the scorching blood, Artoria pulled the reins and sent the white horse spinning in the air to face the roaring Lord of Hell once again.

Under the knight king's silver armor, his sharp eyes were full of bright battle intent.

"My enemies are only the enemies of the past, and the only ones I want to protect are my Camelot..."

She said in a cold voice:

"But I am sorry that I cannot turn a blind eye to the evil you have inflicted on this land, which is calling out to its own monarch as it did thousands of years ago."

"I will not allow you to continue to do evil in this land!"

"O arrogant Helllord... Beneath the shining holy spear, there is also your own judgment! ”

"Today, in the name of the Council of the Round Table, I sentence you..."

"Death !!"

Bursts of gold and blue light staggered across the sky and the ground, and then the angry and anguished roar of the Lord of Hell, Baal.

With one against two, the battle became fair again.

This is the "gift" left by Merlin in the British Isles for a "lucky" Hell Monarch who invaded the area, and it seems that Barr has won the lottery.

But the other lords of hell who have invaded the world need not be disappointed either.

Because the ravens also prepared intimate "gifts" for them before leaving.

"Boom"

Scarlet heat rays swept through the ruins of cities on the shores of South America, tearing apart the last few fleeing demons and spilling charred flesh on the sulphur-smelling earth.

Superman, whose face was full of indifference, tilted his head and blinked his somewhat dry eyes.

He hovered over a shattered building, his red cloak fluttering in the wind.

Behind him, the first thousands of demons to invade the city have died.

Their monstrous and mutilated corpses littered every part of the ruins.

At Superman's feet, those disgusting flesh and blood were even piled up into a small mountain.

Disgusting blood was like a trickle, constantly polluting the ruins, and above the sky, clouds were thick, and red lightning pierced through the clouds, and the sky was like a rain of blood lapping between heaven and earth.

This scene looks quite bleak and tragic.

But it's not Clark who is tragic.

It's the elite demons he eliminated in 5 minutes.

Those demons are like brave men who challenge monsters, trying their best to hurt Superman with their weak strength.

Unfortunately, their claws, their magic, their sorcery, their bodies could not sustain them in this difficult goal.

At this moment, justice and evil seem to be ironically reversed.

Superman looked up at Lucifer, the Lord of Hell, suspended in the air and holding a black sword.

The latter wears an elegant tuxedo and has meticulously combed hair.

A pair of huge black wings flapped behind it, but on the cheeks of the Helllord, who was covered in grace and nobility, there was a healing, very unseemly fist print.

That's the "memorial" that Clark left to it.

Behind Lucifer, the dark red gates of hell were spinning, and a steady stream of fallen angels flew out of them, and in just a few minutes, a whole army of flying fallen angels gathered behind Lucifer.

This is the first-class powerhouse of the Hell Dimension, and it is also the most powerful force under Lucifer's command.

It's a pity that tens of thousands of fallen angels gathered together to form a depraved force field that can distort everything, but there is still no way to take the superman of divine will who came alone.

"I'm here alone! I can kill you all by myself! ”

Clark said in a cold tone:

"I'm here, don't even think about taking a step forward!"

"Hehe, is this the surprise that Merlin left for us old men?"

Lucifer, armed with a black sword, touched his cheek, and he looked at Superman in his suit, and said:

"You're amazing, young man, and like Merlin who lived in the wasteland, you gave me a big surprise when you first appeared..."

"Perhaps, maybe you really stopped my conquest of the world, but so what?"

The King of the Fallen Angels said softly:

"Except for me, the other lords of hell have already invaded your world, and no matter how powerful you are, you can't stop the power we have united..."

"This is the contest of the king of hell, and for that throne, the whole of hell will be your enemy!"

"Don't do the useless work, get out of the way! I can promise that I will be gentle with your people, whose lives mean nothing to me, and who I want only their fears. ”

"The Lord of Hell?"

Clark felt like he'd heard some of the funniest jokes.

In his superhuman state, he had a large, sarcastic grin on his face.

At this point, the information that has been carefully hidden no longer needs to be hidden.

Superman stared at Lucifer, who flapped his black wings, and he said aloud:

"My brother, Merlin also wants to be the King of Hell, but when he heard that you Lords of Hell wanted to fight for the throne with a match, guess what he said to me?"

"He said you were all idiots!"

Superman sarcastically said:

"You've sat on the throne for so long that you've forgotten the rules of hell, and the kings of hell should be among the most powerful, cunning, and vicious creatures of hell!"

"When will the person who will sit on the throne be decided by the game?"

"Lord Lucifer, if you don't respect something, that thing will ruthlessly abandon you."

Clark raised his finger and pointed it at the King of the Fallen Angels, and said:

"Do you really think Merlin is going to play games with you honestly? Win according to your rules? Don't be silly! ”

"He didn't intend to make a deal with you from the beginning..."

"He was going to do it himself, unfortunately, he was stumped by something, but it doesn't matter, as friends, as brothers, we will help Merlin do what he can't do!"

"Kill you all, only he..."

"Naturally, he is the rightful king of hell."

Superman clenched his fists, and the sound of his heartbeat like an engine resounded on the desolate battlefield like a reverberating war drum.

With a fire like the sun in his eyes, he said:

"You shouldn't have come to the world, you shouldn't have been involved in this matter, but since you're here, don't go!"

"I'm going to be serious, guys."

Superman's heartbeat became more and more violent, and the thunder of the drums of war caused the fallen angels, who had a premonition of danger, to be a little restless, and he said:

"I hope you last a little longer..."

Hearing that the secret of the raven was revealed, the face of the fallen angel king changed slightly,

But before it could react, Superman clasped his fingers and turned into a beam of light, passing Lucifer's figure and lunging into the Fallen Angel Legion behind it.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of fallen angels were caught off guard by the iron fist, their flesh and blood limbs were thrown into the sky, and black bloody feathers fell in the scarlet blood rain.

They can't stop the superhuman gods who let go of their hands and feet to fight, but this is not to blame the fallen angels.

They're not weak, it's just that the enemy is too strong.

In this world, no one can stop Clarke, who has become a killing warrior.

No one!

Not even Merlin!

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New York, the most bizarre city in the world, is indispensable for any major event.

The same is true of the invasion of Hell this time, as the gates of Hell are opened, and the Lord of Hell, Beryl, has also sent his own legions.

The Lord of Hell is best known for his pact with the ancient Grand Sorcerer Solomon regarding the 72 Demon Gods, and that he has under his command a group of the most powerful Hell Commanders to fight for him.

But even with such a strong military, the invasion of New York did not go well.

Because here there is an inexplicable "rebel".

Not human, not superhero, but alien.

To be precise, the aliens under the command of the Second Dynasty of the Demons, after the invasion of Hell began, they rushed out of the underground Brimstone Harbor as if they had gone crazy.

Led by the Demon Archons, they launched a furious attack on the Legion of Hell.

"Up, up!"

At the top of the unsightly King Mansion, which had been burned by the flames, Uncle Deadpool in a red leotard waved the battle flag in his hand like a nervous disorder.

Use your broken gong voice to cheer for the soldiers under your wife's command.

Belch...

Although the monsters don't need his cheers.

But Uncle Deadpool still shouted very hard, and he vented his anger at being locked up outside the god of death and not being able to go to a tryst with Death, albeit in a very psychotic way.

"Rush! Rush over! Kill them all! ”

The undead queen Xia Kela is much more normal than her neurotic husband, and this seductive queen reveals the true form of a succubus at this time, not the kind of succubus as thin as Mandy.

Her monster form is very brutal and hideous.

It has sharp claws, purple scales, staggered white horns and sharp teeth, a dragon-like head, stubble muscles, exaggerated hooves, and a whip-like tail.

There were sharp bone spurs on her back, and a purple aura lingering on her body, so that any demons who intervened close to her would fall into the charm of mental shock.

Then the neck was easily torn apart by the immortal queen.

Under her command, the monsters erupted in incredible combat power.

They are fighting for the future of the Demon Dynasty, and both the Raven Lord and the Kama Taj Godlord Doom have promised them that they will contribute to this fight.

After the war, they will be given a piece of the Promised Land to rebuild a magnificent alien dynasty.

And with the spectacle of the confluence of the celestial spheres, the monsters have also summoned more exotic kinders from their home world thousands of years ago to join this counterattack to the death.

"Yo, I'm late."

The golden light shone on the battlefield, and Miss Angela, a lazy Asgardian noblewoman, stepped out of the light with graceful steps.

She was wrapped in a fuchsia streamer and held a golden winged blade cast by precision machinery.

She snapped her fingers as she looked at the chaotic battlefield in front of her.

Thousands of them, the armoured wingless angels roared out of the wasteland hell, like a sharp guillotine, piercing the heart of the retreating infernal legions from both sides.

"The Raven's Gift is here... You can't say no! ”

Angela's figure shone brightly, slashing off the head of a Hell Commander.

She carried her bloodied head and threw it deeper into the Legion of Hell, shouting:

"Fools who have stepped into the dead of their own accord... Grab it! ”

(End of chapter)