The Hell Lord did not care about the Sage's attack, and raised the Hellfire Warhammer in a roar.

The warhammer was like a beating heart, expanding in an instant when it was swung, the green light flickered, and the terrifying demonic power met the divine power, and the two collided like a roar that exploded in everyone's ears, and the eardrums hurt.

After the loud noise and scorching light, the two sides continued to fight under the feet of each side in a deep pit with a diameter of more than 40 meters.

In the abyss, only beings above the legendary level have the ability to form forces; Legendary monsters are called great demons in hell and big devils in purgatory.

Whether it is the Great Demon or the Great Devil, as long as they have not completed the Epic Mandate, they will always be the Lesser Lords.

And to become a true lord, you have to start with the epic.

In other words, the Hell Lord in front of him should be an epic existence no matter what!

Within a few minutes of the Sage's engagement with it, the Helllord grew stronger and stronger, a terrifying roar swirling with the majesty of the abyss, and the white bone wand inlaid with green orbs shimmered with brilliance, inviting one hellfire meteor after another to smash down.

Six Rings Spell - Hellfire Fall!

The wand seems to be a high-level super-level magic item, and the six-ring spells [Summoning Hellfire] and [Hellfire Fall] can be instantaneously activated at will.

Hull fought against the [Stigmata Protection] in the state of the Sage, and the continuous impact of hellfire struck a circle of ripples on the barrier, rippling with streamers, bright and uncertain, as if it was about to shatter at any moment.

The night could detect the depression of Hull's state, and he couldn't support it anymore.

The Calamity Dragon Demon in front of him should be a Hell Lord who is close to the mythical level, and all the equipment in his hands is top-notch equipment, and the talent [Misty Natural Disaster] carried by the Dragon Demon itself is also constantly releasing green mist.

The mist released from the cracked scale armor of the Hell Lord's mouth carried an astonishing corrosive effect, and it also had a curse effect, and the few minutes of battle had weakened the Sage to a limit, and in the eyes of the night, Hel was fighting the Hell Lord with more than twenty negative buffs.

The demon let out a deafening laugh:

"Stupid bug, delusional to contend with the great Hell Lord!"

Unmoved, the Sage reactivated, and this time Hel's movements were noticeably slower by two seconds, and before that, the Hell Lord suddenly raised his wand, and the green pillar bloomed with a brilliant evil light.

In an instant, the figure of the Hell Lord suddenly distorted, turned into light and left, and then fell from the sky again in the form of a meteor entangled in hellfire, smashing the Sage into the air.

Six-Ring Spell - Hellfire Teleportation!

The Sage is no longer able to fight, and the Hell Lord has obviously not even shown half of his strength.

Looking at the precarious battle line behind him under the raid of the leopard people, Cangye suddenly stepped forward, met the playful gaze of the Hell Lord, and said in a deep voice:

"We can make a deal!"

What the?

Mestron was a little incredulous, a little bug wanted to make a deal with him?

"Hahahaha, cute little bug, do you know who you're talking to?"

The Lord of Hell is going crazy with laughter, it's been a long time since I've encountered such a funny thing, and it's ridiculous for an ant to want to talk to a lion, let alone make a deal as an equal?

Even the madness of chaos knows the concept of obeying the strong and abusing the weak, and the poor little guy in front of him is really an eye-opener for himself.

The Sage was also a little incredulous, as were the other orcs, none of whom could understand what the person in front of them was doing.

Although no one could understand, Cangye did not waver, and still repeated with a serious expression:

"This deal is just as important to you......"

"Enough!"

The Helllord brutally interrupted Night, the warhammer hovering about 3 feet above his head, and the scorching hellfire flowed like magma, ready to drip at any moment.

"Your burlesque has earned you a chance to live, get on your knees! Pledge your allegiance to your master and swear to please me with your clever little head all your life! ”

The night will not be angry because of this disappearance, and still take care of itself:

"Are you willing to be banished from hell?"

Touched by the anger in his heart, the Hell Lord was first incredulous, and then shouted angrily:

"Shut up!"

The hammer fell with a thud, smashing a shallow pit into the ground in an instant.

"Aren't you angry about leaving the abyss like a lost dog?"

The lord looked behind him suddenly, and the sound of the damn bug was coming from behind him. When he looked back, he didn't find the disgusting figure, and at this moment, the voice of the night echoed in front of the Lord of Hell again, echoing where the night had been standing.

"I can help you."

Night wielded a dimensional wand and calmly stared straight at the Lord of Hell.

"Trade with me and you can get everything you want."

"Just you?"

The Hell Lord laughed mockingly, putting away the tension he had just made, and most of his anger was dissipated by the wild words of the night, and only the absurd and ridiculous still lingered.

At that moment, Nightshade raised her hand with her back to the Hell Lord.

The lord's laughter stopped abruptly, and his voice even trembled with a hint of trembling:

"You...... How could there be this? ”

What the night shows to the Lord of Hell is the mark of the Lord of Pride. What the Lord of the Abyss means to the Abyss, I believe every monster understands.

If Mastron has always had a complex idea of fearing and replacing the masters of hell, then he has only the purest fear of the true masters of the abyss.

The night was calm and said:

"Will the mark of arrogance allow you to hear what I have to say next?"

The Helllord was silent. After a moment, he whispered:

"What are you going to do with the deal?"

"Kill the King of the Two-Headed Giants, devour his flesh and blood, and twist his soul to remove your hidden dangers."

The Hell Lord smiled disdainfully:

"Do you think I'll be fooled so easily? Trick a Hell Lord into being your free thug? ”

Cangye ignored the lord's taunt, just now, Superbrain had completed the model architecture of 90% of the Hell Lord's body, and naturally he could also discover the hidden dangers in this Hell Lord.

On the back of its head there are several beautiful black patterns on the skin, which seem to be inconspicuous but mortal for the lord of hell.

The Abyssal Blight, the Black Smallpox Virus, is the disease of the Lords of Hell.

Without responding positively to the lord's question, Cangye said to herself:

"Black smallpox is the oldest virus in the abyss, spread by the higher demon race Cesar Demon Worm, only spread in the Abyss Demon Seed, the demon seed planted with black flowers will break out within 20-30 years, and the brain virus will be released during the incubation period to constantly interfere with the consciousness of the parasite, and only by relying on extreme emotions can the spread of the virus be temporarily inhibited......"

The Lord of Hell seemed to acquiesce to this, and Nightshade continued:

"The greater the number of black flowers on the body, the parasitic consciousness will gradually tend to be crazy and crazy, until it self-destructs, and on the body after death, the black smallpox body will really recover, and the West Sahara Demon Worm relies on this method to complete the transformation and become a fission moth, which is a unique way for them to grow, and the Black Smallpox virus that inhabits you should be planted by a lord-level King West Sahara Worm."

Nightshade looked up at the Hell Lord, without any questioning, and only made a brief statement in his tone, very sure of his words.

"I can help you kill that king worm......"