Chapter 1251: Seven Demon Kings
The Hell Lord was a standard red-skinned devil with two curved horns on his forehead, an unflattering face, as thin as a skeleton, and two grains of red light glittering in his eye sockets.
Russell's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze lingered on the Helllord's face for a few seconds before froze on his forehead.
A simple crown of white bones, emitting rich energy fluctuations, darkness and flame, which is a status symbol in Hell.
The lord of hell, a big man at the level of a prince, is placed in the human world, and he is at the level of a great demon king.
The Hell Lord didn't pay attention to the first machine, and with a cold snort, he took out his claw scythe and swung it straight down at the huge mass of flesh that was rampant.
The power of decaying death rose, and the black mist did not directly cut the meat ball in half, but slowly corrupted it into black mud without hurrying.
Soon, most of the white meat balls collapsed into sludge, as if they were completely dead, and the tentacles stopped waving, lying quietly on the ground without moving.
Boom!
The sound of the sword echoed, and a black crescent sword qi rose vertically and horizontally, instantly tearing apart the dark clouds and black curtain of the entire hell.
The Hell Lord's body split into two, and after slowly healing itself, he looked in the direction where the sword qi was coming.
Russell's body was suspended in the air, holding the Black Flame Greatsword, and no matter who the Hell Lord's name was, he shook the long sword in his hand, and killed him in front of him with a flash of lightning.
The speed was too fast, and the Hell Lord only felt a flash of lightning in front of him, and countless ghosts broke through the layers of spatial barriers, and rushed in front of him in an instant.
Out of conscious instinct, the scythe carrying the power of decay was raised horizontally in front of his chest, and although he blocked the air-breaking blow of the Black Flame Greatsword, his body was knocked upside down and flew out by the terrifying power of the mountain.
I saw a black light rushing into the sky, as if the disarmed cannonball could not be stopped, and disappeared into the clouds of the sky in an instant.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Russell wielded the Black Flame Greatsword and slashed through the sky with several slashes, dispelling the clouds and revealing the figure of the Hell Lord.
"Who are you?"
"Hey, hey, hey!"
The short exchange ended as soon as it began, Russell moved at high speed, flashed nine doppelganger remnants in mid-air, and crossed the infinite distance with one step, and dodged to the Hell Lord.
Nine black flame swords blocked the space, slashing straight down from nine directions, each sword light carrying an unrivaled momentum.
At the critical moment, the scythe in the Hell Lord's hand bloomed with a thick black mist, instantly corroding the doppelganger shadows in all directions.
Then, the sound of breaking the sky was only overhead.
Boom!
The scythe was dangerously erected, and the shock wave visible to the naked eye spread, shaking the dark clouds and spreading out in all directions like a tide.
After a stalemate of less than half a second, as Russell struggled to suppress the Black Flame Greatsword, the Hell Lord fell into the air, his body slammed into the scorched earth, and the dust flew with a bang.
A mushroom cloud rises, spewing red scorching currents from the center of the crater, and the Helllord is trapped in the magma beneath the continent.
So-so, it's okay.
Russell made an assessment in his heart, and the strength and ability shown by this Hell Lord were placed in the previous Olympian world, which was the level of the middle and lower reaches of the twelve main gods.
He only deserves to be beaten by him!
On the wasteland, the creatures of hell quickly dispersed, and saw their boss being beaten by fat, and this group of little brothers ran away very unrighteously.
Truth be told, in hell, that's pretty remarkable.
If I really didn't have righteousness, I would have sided with Russell by now!
Thundered!!!
The black scorched earth trembled continuously, undulating like a wave of water, red light all over the field, and the magma river was splashed into the air due to strong vibrations.
A pair of huge horns broke through the scorched earth, and the huge body of the Hell Lord broke through the ground, slowly revealing and taking shape.
"Roar Roar Roar ββββ"
The skull is still a white bone skeleton, the upper body is humanoid, four slender arms, each of which resembles a sickle, and the lower body is a six-legged body like a dead tree.
Slender and sharp, curved like arachnids, arthropods touch their feet, trampling the ground and leaving black holes in the field of magma.
With a dull roar, billowing black smoke enveloped its body, and its head and chest loomed, and only a pair of scarlet eyes could be seen.
The black smoke is so corrosive that any contaminated life form will melt away in just a few seconds, and finally the bones will melt into sludge.
In fact, corrosion is only a manifestation, and the essence is a serious destruction and destruction of vitality, and the erasure of vitality completely kills it at the root.
Transformation is the professionalism that every villain should have!
Looking at the Hell Lord who had changed his form drastically, Russell didn't care at all, and with a snap of his fingers, the blood-red canopy moved above the meat ball, and it fell with a bang like a big wave.
With the rhythm of the strange sound waves, the flesh ball was resurrected with full blood, and its body became even larger, and the tentacles were afraid to hit the ground and crawled towards the Hell Lord.
Four whirlwinds of black mist swept by, slicing through the surface of the meat balls, leaving charred black cross marks.
The Hell Lord is insensitive to the strange meat ball, refusing to get close to it, but the size of the two sides is too disparity, and the meat ball seems to have evolved antibodies against corrosion, and the black fog is becoming more and more lethal to it.
After three or five moves, the Hell Lord was wrapped in his body by tentacles and held high in the air.
The surface of the meat ball opened its black one-eye, and it looked at the Hell Lord for a moment, and the white gap opened, turning into an abyssal giant mouth, and swallowing it alive into its body.
Click! Click! Clickβββ
There was a sound of chewing on a crunchy shell, a ball of meat wriggling, a roaring struggle, and a roar of resentment.
Russell counted silently in his heart, and before he could count to ten, a powerful aura no less than that of the Hell Lord rose from all directions.
"Six, plus the ...... that was swallowed"
Russell secretly counted and pondered: "Is it a coincidence, or is it deliberately made up of seven, implying the seven deadly sins?" β
Six figures struck quickly, occupying all corners of the sky in less than a moment, and a powerful aura surged one after another, spreading ancient and powerful power.
That indescribable power filled the heavens and earth of hell, and the vastness seemed to turn the world upside down, causing all hellish creatures to let out a wail from the depths of their souls.
Russell raised his eyes and swept over the six hell lords, or rather, big names such as demon kings and monarchs, the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, and three pairs of black wings spread out behind his back.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became strange.
Five men and one woman, the six hell lords all looked at the black wings behind Russell in amazement, the thick darkness couldn't be faked, it was his own person.
So, this is a big battle of alternating power between the demon kings of hell, and they just eat melons and watch the show?
Not necessarily, in case it's an undercover agent in heaven!
"If you are a newcomer, if you say something wrong, please don't take it to heart."
Russell slowly swept over the six lords and said politely: "I just want to ask, are you willing to be my lackeys?" β
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Question marks floated over the heads of the six lords, and they were startled by Russell's childlike words, and for a moment, they looked at him as if they were looking at a fool.
"Boy, with your ability, you are not qualified to challenge the throne of the king of demons 'Satan'!"
A strong demon king spoke, mocked for a moment, and then continued: "Besides, even if you want to challenge, you have to line up first, and it will be your turn after 20,000 years. β
"I see, there is already Satan in this world......"
Russell's gaze swept over, and a psychic shock + soul control crashed into the Hell Lord who spoke, tempting: "Tell me, where is Satan's palace, when I become Satan, you will be the first lackey under me." β
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The demon king didn't speak, his face was extremely pale, and he tried his best to resist the powerful psychic attack.
Half an hour later, he roared, his body swelling and magnifying, turning into a winged hoof demon with muscles piercing.
He is 100 meters tall, with black skin as solid as a rock, white eyes without eyes, and long black hair draped behind his back like spikes.
It's majestic, and it's mighty, but from another angle, like Russell's angle, the helllord is standard with eyes and no beads.
Transformed into a complete body, the Demon King's strength has increased greatly, and Russell's telepathy cannot pose a threat to him.
On the side, the other five demon kings were silent for a moment, guessing the reason, and revealing their true appearances one after another.
For a time, the demons in the sky danced wildly, the crimson two-horned demon king riding the bone dragon, the irregular fog wrapped in mosquitoes and flies, the black undead bird, the dark knight riding a black unicorn with a spear in his hand, and the succubus with snakehead and scorpion tail and sheep's hooves hooking claws.
"It's amazing......"
Russell exclaimed, his gaze swept over the Six Demon Kings, and finally stopped at the fairy-faced succubus.
No way, she's too fierce!
"If you want to challenge Satan, you can, defeat us and give you the first qualification."
In the black eyeballs of the succubus, the green vertical pupils shrank suddenly, and the invisible impact condensed into strands of hair, piercing Russell's brain.
The black six wings wrapped around the body, Russell flapped his wings to block the love of the succubus lady, and at the moment when the other demon kings moved, the lightning flashed and disappeared in place.
When he reappeared, Russell had already dodged in front of the succubus lady, the black flame greatsword piercing through his chest, and the big dark hand surrounded the lightning and pressed it on her head full of snake hair.
There is no other meaning, the persimmon picks the soft pinch, Russell thinks she is the most ru...... The weakest.
The succubus was hit hard by a blow, and the snake's hair was electrocuted into charcoal, and while it quickly healed itself, the scorpion tail flicked its poisonous hook and stabbed Russell in the back.
A dark smiling face appeared behind Russell, and the red blood line opened wide, biting the scorpion tail that had been sent to the door, and then breaking it with one bite.
Whew!!
Between the lightning and light, Russell's hand rose and fell, and a thunderous light pierced the heavens and the earth, illuminating the hell and the ghosts with nowhere to hide.
By the time he turned to look at the battlefield, the succubus's body had been destroyed by thunder and lightning, and only a snake-haired head was left in his hand.
"Help, save me......"
The succubus opened his mouth intermittently, and the snake's head was full of snake hair to bite Russell's arm, frantically injecting toxins but to no avail.
"How's that, how about being my lackey?"
Russell raised the succubus's head, and the shadow of the black smiley face hovered over his shoulder, and let out a silent scream: "Think about it, I'm very sincere!" β
At the same time, the ball of flesh on the ground opened its mouth and spat out a white bone skeleton with sheep's horns.
Among the Seven Demon Kings, two have been seriously injured!