"This is a friend of Duke Zhante. Don't hurt her." Rabbi Shan immediately stretched out his hand to block her.
"That's wrong...it's so wrong...how can you trust..." Ifomie pushed aside the single Karabi that only reached his chest and walked towards Ilikgur.
"The Duke gave her permission to use this place."
"Not safe..."
"I want to tell the Duke!" Karabi Dan quickly took out the crystal bottle containing the quick runes from his arms, grabbed four of them, and stood in front of Ifomie.
Asmodeus, the Grand Duke of Hell, looked indeed very scary.
His face showed two states at the same time - extreme ferocity and suppressed suffering.
If you look carefully, you can see that there are at least hundreds of rough scars of different depths on his thick horns that bend forward, and the layer of black hard skin on his strong chest and shoulders is also full of cuts and scars - as if he was lying on the ground. Xino's blade has been fighting bloody battles for thousands of years.
horrible.
But Rabbi Shan’s heart was filled with divine justice. He is fearless.
"Step aside."
Ifomie's voice was cold and hard. "Ezhaint, let me be responsible for safety. Don't you obey his instructions?"
This...he seems to be quite righteous. Shan Karabi hesitated for a moment, and Ifomie had already flashed behind the leader, raised his right paw towards Naruf, and completed the order.
"Command to lie down!"
The five major commands: the knockdown command - the principle is to cause total paralysis by dislocating all joints.
"Fuck!!!!!!"
The low and majestic voice spread in a fan shape, causing the metal products in the entire room to buzz.
An order from the Grand Duke's character.
Not visible in view. The unreasonable power tore through the air like spikes and struck Ilikgul Naruf in one breath.
The red-haired and leopard-eared demon was facing away from their unprepared bustle when he was suddenly hit and his body jumped upwards strangely.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang—
She knocked over nine metal triangular cabinets in a row and was buried deep in the room.
Dust filled the air.
Shan Karabi reacted, roared, and shot four quick runes at Ifo Mie. The talisman rotated and expanded, and the geometric symbols of the laws scattered immediately. Four bubble-like balls were suddenly propped up out of thin air, and they were forced towards Ifo Mie from four directions: up, down, left, and right.
Ifomie snorted coldly, exhaled the Cone of Repulsion and Destruction, and swung an airtight scarlet afterimage around his body.
Ding ding ding ding!
The bubbles were scratched by the destructive power of sharp fragments, and four quick runes flew in all directions - one of them landed on a pile of shining silver cloth, and immediately ignited a dark green flame.
Ifo wiped out his scarlet spear. He puffed out cold air and spoke mechanically.
"Chaint won't let me fight with you. Just hit me. Just, forget it."
Ifomie's cone of repulsion and destruction surrounds thousands of scarlet blood needles, creating an overwhelming force. "But, this is an outsider."
He tilted his neck. "You know her very well, right?"
"Now that you have taken action, please leave quickly. If you have any questions, please ask Duke Chaint for instructions!" Shan Karabi stood in front of him again.
"Don't say it. Forget it." Ifomie said emotionlessly, holding a spear high in one hand, and walked slowly inside step by step.
This guy didn't even let go of Ilikgul! That is the guest of Holy Angel! Shan Karabi was extremely angry at this arrogant Grand Duke of Hell, and silently touched a green quick rune in his hand.
Snap! Wow——
Shan Karabi retreated deep into the room, and at the same time slapped a whole crystal bottle of quick runes on Ifomie's chest.
boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
A series of regular geometric symbols burst out and exploded.
For a moment, even the sturdy triangular pyramid-shaped storage room trembled.
Two fat leather suitcases of Resentment stacked together on the ground had their lines made of cat intestines blown open, and two small crescent-shaped piles of grindstones leaked out. Next to it, a pillar-shaped sculpture with a snake-shaped demon god was pushed down by the airflow and fell to pieces.
A thick cloud of smoke covered Ifomie's figure. He said nothing.
Shankarabi quickly moved inward.
This shouldn't be enough to hit him hard... The gap between the strength of the Grand Duke of Hell and him is really too big, even with the help of these quick spells, there is no way to compete with him...
Fortunately, I applied the acceleration technique to myself in advance. Shan Karabi thought.
This acceleration spell can almost bring him to Ilikgul and take her away.
Just go and find the Holy Angel. I'm going to find Duke Ezhaint. Grand Duke Asmodeus must be made to repent for his reckless behavior.
He must be made to repent.
The Sunnah must be on his side.
"Elikgul, Ilikgul?" Rabbi Shan jumped into the pile of three-legged metal cabinets that were overturned and rummaged anxiously. She is not in the same position where she was just knocked away.
"Elikgul!" He raised his eyes and glanced back and forth. In the other corner of the room!
The devil lady with red hair and leopard ears threw herself face down on the bench they had just moved back.
"Let's go quickly!" Karabi Shan hesitated whether to reach out to pull her.
Hiss—hiss.
Heavy breathing.
A huge claw pressed heavily on his shoulder.
"I'll say it again. Chaint won't let me or his men take action." Every word, in a dull tone. "You'd better leave while I still remember these words."
Karabi Shan clenched his fists.
Their entire cult has always been incompatible with these "normal" demons, and they find each other unreasonable.
The only exception is the Duke of Chaint. But Grand Duke Asmodeus is definitely not.
He had just used up all the shortcut runes.
But you can still cast spells by yourself...it would be nice if you could block it.
"Elikgul, go find the Duke!" He shouted while quickly stirring up the law energy, scrawling the direction and shape of a Chaotic Fixing Spell in the air, turning around and launching it at Ifomie.
"Order..." Ifomie also raised his spear high, preparing to launch a second round of attack.
But he was one step late. Not only was it a step late, it was also a step lost.
There are two steps in total.
Neither Shan Karabi nor Ifomie themselves thought of these two steps.
"Order!!! Go out and fight!!!!"
As the heroic female voice of Elric Gur Naruf cut through the air, the two demons were volleyed up by the invisible force, and then simply thrown out of the room.
Bang - bang.
Tons tons tons tons tons——
They seemed to have landed at the far end of the corridor, and seemed to have fallen down the stairs again.
Naruf didn't bother to care, clapped his hands, and carefully covered the stone chair with the sand-gold embroidered velvet again, smoothing out the wrinkles.
"Damn it. What two idiots. Good thing they didn't destroy my boat."
"I didn't expect 'order' to still work now. I thought it was old hat."
Naruf walked out leisurely with his hands behind his back. A silver mirror on the wall reflected her face and beautiful dark golden eyes.
She stopped, looked left and right at herself in the mirror, brushed the dust off her hair, smiled, and smoked the non-existent pipe.
"Old Naruf, old Naruf. You are so handsome and beautiful! It seems that you are still leading the trend! Nothing can stop you!"
