Following the guidance of the voice, Kelson and the two quickly arrived at the fighting area. The diffuse blood mist stopped abruptly here, and the violent crashing sound echoed in the underground cavity that had been completely corrupted by flesh and blood.
Kelson and Dick sneaked to the high point and observed the confrontation below. Three flame pattern trial instructors were leading a dozen white-robed trainee judges to besiege the alien evil creature. Even though they had prepared a ritual to dispel the blood mist in advance and brought weapons that transformed the sacred demonic energy into pure heat energy, the two sides were only evenly matched.
In a sense, Kelsen was doing good deeds without leaving his name. If he hadn't launched a city-wide search, if this thing had been growing underground for a short time, it wouldn't have been possible without the red judge.
The appearance of the relatives of the outer gods is also terrifying enough. The withered body is as huge as a giant. The hands, feet and neck are a bit weird. The upper part of the head and face are strange cavities, and from time to time, smooth tentacles "spurt" out of them. It turns out that a trapped inquisitor often needs the help of two or three colleagues to escape.
At the same time, the dark muscles as fine as a network continued to climb and swim on the demon's body, turning into weird long arms and sweeping around. The powerful force hit the corrupted floors, splattering dirty blood and making violent concussions.
And the three flame pattern judges were not to be outdone. With the fire-burning holy clothes activated, they were naturally much stronger than the white-robed trainees. The high temperature even changed the flow of the air. The hot wind pressure carried the slashes, and every time A single swing can cut off a piece of burning flesh and blood.
The members of the Outer God drilled out more mutated flesh and blood from the hollows in their faces to replace the severed parts of their bodies. Kelsen looked at this scene and asked Dick next to him: "This fight will last until the end of the year." ah."
"It should be almost done." A bloody light flashed in Dick's eyes: "This evil creature of flesh and blood has a very high intelligence. He is plotting against these arrogant judges."
Kelson glanced at Dick beside him in surprise: "Is this also one of your abilities?"
"Devils are not the smartest race, and the reason why we can always scheme against others is that we never challenge existences that are smarter than ourselves." Dick's voice came from the barrel: "Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is the devil instinct, just like I won’t plot against you.”
Kelsen smiled, but in his heart he became wary of this mysterious devil. Carlisle was right, even if there was truth in the devil's mouth, it was only a one-sided truth.
However, the battle in the field was indeed as Dick said. The flesh and blood that had been cut off from the Outer God's family members no longer regenerated, and he began to pretend to be defeated. Under the command of the Flame Pattern Judgment Instructor, the white-robed trainee judges summoned the Burning Fire Saint Clothes and launched the final charge against the demon.
But when they pierced the body of the demon with the melting sword in their hands, the demon did not scream and fall down as they imagined.
The shriveled body exploded, and bloodless flesh and bones were flying all over the sky. The dark tentacles residing in it revealed their true appearance, with twisted shapes and strange murmurs, arriving at this moment. Thousands of gray eyes opened at the same time on the tentacles that were knotted like muscles.
The same pupils whose pupils turned white were the judges, who were momentarily distracted. As a result, five or six trainee judges were immediately wrapped in the tentacles, and their hands and feet were still struggling outwards desperately. After a moment, they were completely swallowed up.
The more spiritual Flame Robe Judgment Mentors barely escaped, and only had time to push a few trainee Judges who were a little further away. But even though they managed to escape, they no longer had the ability to continue fighting.
"Full power! You have to work hard now." Although there has been no change in the appearance, Kelsen's disease perception has noticed that the bodies of these judges have become diseased, and they are no longer able to fully release the power of the sacred magic.
As expected, the trial instructors, knowing that they could no longer escape unscathed, started the second stage of their desperate efforts. Those who can reach the Judgment Master are all believers in the fourth to fifth rings, so they already have the second power.
The Holy God is the supreme God with three parts in one body. Among them, the faith power of the Holy Fire pathway, which represents punishment and judgment, has [Holy Flame] as its initial power. The power he then mastered was [Punishment Thunder].
The flame patterns on the white robes lit up, and the red holy flames produced a purple-blue ion effect due to the high temperature. The brilliant energy like electricity and flames lit up on the three trial instructors. As the air tore, they disappeared and collided with the demon.
"Get ready, get ready!" Kelsen straightened up. He had watched the whole scene, and it was time for him to get to the final part.
The battle over there was very noisy, and when the dust dispersed, the winner was already decided. Only two of the three flame-robed mentors were still able to kneel down on one knee, and the other one was lying on the ground in a bloody state, his life or death unknown.
The relatives of the outer gods were not unscathed. Their eyes were scorched by the high temperature and lightning, and they collapsed to the ground unable to maintain their shape. However, there are hotbeds of his mutations all around, and he will definitely recover faster than the Inquisitors.
"Hey! I'll step on Malena!" Kelsen jumped from a high place and landed on the court.
Dick followed closely: "All eyes are on me! Let me announce something, I am an alcoholic!"
One of the half-kneeling trial instructors gritted his teeth and looked at Dick, and squeezed out two words from his mouth: "Devil!"
After struggling, he got up and killed Dick first.
"He's an alcoholic. He's here for a banquet." Dick stretched out his hand: "Sir, I think you drank too much and are a little delirious."
As soon as Dick finished speaking, the Judgment Instructor suddenly felt that his body was slightly out of control, and he felt dizzy and numb. His first reaction was that he was poisoned and wanted to use the Fire Saint Cloth to purify him, but then he realized that his current state was more like being drunk.
"Don't listen to that devil, he is a contract devil!" The instructor fell unbalanced and warned his colleagues around him with unclear words. Dick did not attack them further, but guarded Kelson's back.
At this moment, Kelsen was already close to the retinue of the evil god. The spiritual erosion that was even more powerful than the harvested secondary heart was constantly attacking Kelsen. Unfortunately, it was like a mud cow drowning in the sea. The black book in his mind was obviously more powerful. The existence of high latitudes.
Kelsen also saw at this time that this evil god's descendant is composed of countless mutated flesh and blood beings. As long as the core is immortal, there is no real death.
The way to peel off the core is naturally to kill these powerful flesh and blood.
I am only a second-level person, so if I want to break through the defense of this flesh-and-blood demon who can compete with a fifth-level extraordinary person, I can only use the fragments of the Death Fall.
He opened his right hand, and the black bones emerged from the palm of his hand. This time Kelsen deliberately mobilized the power of death, trying to remember the understanding of death in the alley. With the help of the black book in his mind and his dead body, he once again used the black bone splitting trick.
Although not as terrifying as that time, black bones like halberd branches quickly emerged and penetrated the evil creature. The evil creature that had just fought against multiple high-level extraordinary beings had no time to recover and died completely.
The core that Kelsen deliberately avoided was like a fat worm, squeaking and trying to burrow into the flesh of the ground. How can Kelsen let the fat in his mouth escape, although it's a bit disgusting to say so... The power of the erosion is like claws, pulling out the flesh sprout with a strange eyeball from the ground, and putting it into a prepared container. .
The two trial instructors who were watching all this roared in unison: "'Death Fall'! You damn heretic, it turns out that this is all your conspiracy!"
"Do you deserve to die?" Kelson smiled, turned around and unfolded his windbreaker: "In my opinion, you guys who indiscriminately kill fanatics who are contrary to your beliefs, who incite others to join and then cause them to die tragically, are the real ones. Damn people.
You are like immune cells that attack indiscriminately. You are self-proclaimed righteous but are no more than poisonous weeds. You will eventually be abandoned by the times. "
"On the ship of the new era, there is no place for hypocrites like you."
"Shocking! A very powerful insight!" Dick applauded from the bottom of his heart: "Mr. Doctor, we love you!"
The trial instructor who was beaten to his knees roared angrily and feebly, stood up with force, beat his trembling legs hard, and walked towards Kelsen step by step:
"Cunning devil! Heretic and sophistry! I will disperse you... ahem... I will disperse you!"
The only response he received was Kelsen's leg kick. After being kicked away, he fell to the ground weakly. Thinking back to the trainee judges who had just died because of his command, he broke through, he really broke through the defense.
"It's up to you. Just leave quickly. These self-proclaimed noble trash make me sick." Kelsen's aggression was still increasing. The trial instructor who fainted just woke up and was so angry that he passed out again. past.
Dick bowed respectfully to Kelson who was walking away, and then turned to look at the group of immobile clergymen. Cruel blood burst out from the gap in the barrel: "Ho ho ho! Now I declare that you Only half will survive. Come and report the sins of others, and I will only harvest the most evil souls."
