Listening to the final fate of the god, Rhodes' complexion changed slightly.
He did not expect that the man who became the best in the world in Messiga's words, who even stole divine power and single-handedly destroyed the Stigmata, would end up like this.
"You look very surprised." Noting the change in Rhode's expression, Messiga said slowly.
"This is indeed a bit unexpected." Rhodes said while taking a deep look at the witch, "If the god who became a god was finally dismembered by you, and each of you took away his body parts, then what would you do? What was taken?"
"Me? What I took away was his will. I sealed his will in the prophecy card, making him a trump card in my hand."
At the end of the sentence, Messiga seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but laugh. She raised her hands and covered her face, but Rhodes could still hear her heartfelt joy from her laughter.
After a long time, she calmed down, and there was something different in her eyes when she looked at Rhodes: "Lord Rhodes, you saved me according to the prophecy. I have no place in hell. Please allow me to follow you and witness the fulfillment of the final prophecy.”
The corner of Rhodes' mouth twitched. Messika's words were quite simple. Once Rhodes accepts her following, he will inevitably bear her enemies. Then he said: "Aren't you the king of hell? In addition to following me, Isn't there a better choice?"
"Unfortunately, from the current point of view, it seems to be exactly what you said." She shrugged nonchalantly, "I can become the king of hell thanks to the source of my sins, but I don't dare to be interested in those demons. , those who are willing to follow me are probably the degenerates among the Cregans.”
Speaking of this, she seemed to have thought of something: "By the way, have you seen Parion? Did he give you the God-killing Spear as I requested?"
"I've met him before, but he didn't do what you said." Rhodes glanced at her slightly suspiciously, not understanding whether the content of the words was made up by Messiga or whether she was really That’s what he said, but he still told the truth.
"It's such a pity for that truth. I didn't expect him to disobey my order in the end." Messiga sighed in disappointment.
While Rhodes was conversing with Messiga, a huge sword light cut through the ground under his feet and attacked them.
Looking towards the direction of the sword light, Rhodes saw the ancient hero. He immediately grabbed Messiga beside him and once again shuttled through the space through the flames.
"Master Rhodes, we really can't stop him. His power is not on the same level as ours. Please give an order to let the big demon banish him far away, or you can take action yourself."
After reappearing from the flames, Rhodes heard Farese's voice immediately, and he appeared right next to Farese.
The conversation between Rhodes and Messiga was painful for the other members of the Undead Legion. Up to now, each of them has died at least once, and some of the big demons who have always been rushing around the ancient heroes have died more than ten times. Even so, under the influence of the Death Realm, they only need to rest for a while and they will soon be back to their original state.
Facing the ancient heroes whose strength is far superior to them, even if the members of the Undead Legion cannot defeat them, they can rely on the power of the Death Domain to revive themselves over and over again and hold the enemy back. This is Rhode's most important thing. Places that value the undead army.
"Send the order, we are ready to leave here." Rhodes said quickly.
Farese looked surprised, and even Messia, who was brought to a safe location by Rhodes, also looked surprised at this moment.
Regarding Rhodes' obedience, Farese would not question his orders. He immediately found two warlord demons, told them Rhodes' orders, and then asked them to inform other demons.
Beside Rhodes, Messiga proactively suggested: "Lord Rhodes, why are you retreating here? As long as you solve that ancient hero, you can become the winner of the hell trial, and even transform into a beast and obtain A tremendous strength……"
Listening to Messiga's suggestion, Rhode's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at the Vulcan statue behind him. He cared about other things than transforming into a beast: "Didn't you just mention that the kings are competing for each other? The soul of the Stigmata?”
Messiga glanced at Rhodes: "According to my understanding of them, the souls of the Stigmata should have been divided up. Even if you get to the place where they divided the souls now, I'm afraid you can only see the remains of those shelters. "
"I want to know if all the sanctuaries are gathered together in order to summon the soul of the stigmatized person." As if thinking of something, Rhodes asked.
"Of course. Without any shelter, the soul's ability will be greatly reduced."
Messiga nodded. She looked at Rhodes, and then at the giant body that was once again divided into two halves by the ancient hero. There seemed to be a hint of understanding in her eyes: "Did an accident happen? It was delayed?" The gathering of those shelters? Did the souls of the Stigmata fail to be condensed in time? Or is there something happening on the Lake of Fire that I don't know about?"
"You're right." Rhodes nodded. If it weren't for Messiga's reminder, Rhodes would never have imagined that King Gluttony specifically asked for a shelter. It turned out to be for the remnant souls in it. "Until now, those shelters Not all of them have been gathered, and the king is still working hard on it. I know where the shelters are stacked, and I always feel that there are more important things happening over there than what is happening here."
While Rhodes was talking to her, the members of the Undead Legion had also quickly evacuated from the battlefield in accordance with Farese's order, leaving the entire battlefield space to the ancient heroes on the side.
With no members of the Undead Legion blocking the way, the ancient heroes did not pursue them, but slowly marched towards the Vulcan Statue.
Even though it was only a short battle, at this moment, the members of the Undead Legion looked at the ancient hero with a hint of fear in their eyes, but this fear disappeared when they looked at Rhodes.
Under the terrifying offensive of the ancient heroes, they could not hold on for even a moment, but in the realm of death, they had countless opportunities to come back. At this moment, they looked at Rhodes with fear in their eyes. Enthusiasm from the bottom of my heart.
On the side, Rhodes took a deep look at the ancient hero, and finally led the other legion members to disappear in the flames.
(End of chapter)
