Arad's crooked savior

When he heard the news that something happened to him, not only did Xiaomaer not show any signs of worry, but he suddenly regained his energy and began to ask Feng Ying for more details.

It’s really good. I won’t have to worry about having a dark history to make fun of myself in the future.

Siatt and the others were amazed. Is this another kind of "father's kindness and son's filial piety"?

In a sense, little Mal is the "son" of Mal himself.

There are almost infinite species of life in the universe, and there are also various ways of reproducing offspring.

It is not only the union of a man and a woman, and then the union, development and birth of two cells, that can be regarded as the son or daughter of the "original deity".

After Xiao Mal learned about the characteristic ability of the Outer God Black Goat Shub from Feng Ying, he was instantly shocked. His pupils widened and narrowed several times, and even the severe pain caused by the Demon King seemed to be alleviated a lot.

Ignore gender, ignore race, ignore age, basically stare at whoever is pregnant, and have almost no ability to resist beyond that.

He is worthy of being an external god in charge of pregnancy.

Then there was a deep feeling of regret, and a brief three seconds of silence for the brother or sister who had never met and was aborted by the "cruel" person.

Siatt looked at little Mal with complicated emotions and reminded: "If Mal is contaminated by the black goat and unable to resist, the child he gives birth to may not be as cute as you. He is probably a twisted freak, maybe... Those monsters down there.”

"I'm many years older than you." Little Mal immediately corrected a very important issue, don't treat me like a child.

You should call me handsome, handsome, mature and stable instead of cute.

"Sleep."

Mo Mei drew her finger in the dark void, and the hot thought energy solidified, turning into a brilliant prism crystal, sealing Little Mal inside, and at the same time using her thought energy to make a second tight seal.

Make sure that the pollution in Little Mal's body will not be leaked, nor will it be attracted by any external objects, quietly sleeping in the seal, waiting to find a meticulous and impeccable solution.

"Why don't you let me try." The little witch was eager to try. She could completely dismantle Little Mal's body and soul, remove the contamination from the Demon King, and then sew them back together.

The yellow-faced woman gave her a hand and replenished her vitality at any time.

"You can't." Yuena gave Yimi Wu a warning look. You might die if you try. If something goes wrong, Mavis won't be able to get you back from the underworld.

Transcendence is difficult to destroy. The body is shattered and only the soul is left, which can be regenerated into flesh and blood. Therefore, most of the deaths at the transcendent level are destroyed physically and mentally by the opponent on the spot, and they cannot even sense the call of the underworld.

Just when Yimiwu was getting angry and preparing to fight back as usual, Yuena shook her head solemnly and said: "I can't do it even in my normal state."

Yimiwu didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, so he immediately changed his tune and teased: "Hey, don't you claim to be the most beloved archangel of God every day? With the Kingdom of Heaven on your back, unlimited resources, unlimited knowledge, and the youthful version of omniscience and omnipotence. "

Yuena was not angry, but put on a look of serious discussion. She was not only looking for the root of Little Mal's problem, but also contrasting with the stupid short winter melon who had never gone to school, and said:

"If it was an ordinary level of pollution, it would be quite simple for me to purify it. But the problem is that Mal was forced to let go of everything about himself to the demigod Mokia, including the most important and untouchable depths of his soul. They have a very deep fusion, and in a sense, Mal is now Mokia.”

"I will purify Mokia's pollution, and I will probably take away Little Mal too. At the very least, my soul will be seriously injured and I will lose some of my memory. If we can find a way to make it perfect, we don't need a defective product."

"In the taboo realm, the true gods who have existed since the beginning of time will also be wary of the birth of certain extreme possibilities."

Siatt echoed Yuena's statement and said: "From the perspective of fate, their fates have been deeply entangled. The degree of entanglement is second only to the complexity of Yuena and Yimiwu's entanglement. I think it is still Xiaomaer let go of all reasons for resistance, but there are reasons for it, and we cannot blame him harshly. "

Fat Lao also added an additional key factor. If Little Mal is not sealed, the conceptual connection between him and the Demon King will be completely cut off.

Then the death of the Demon King in the future will lead to the death of Little Mal.

However, she can cut through the fate of death.

The only thing the Demon King misjudged was their true strength.

"I even have a terrible guess." Yuena looked at Little Mal who was sealed by Mo Mei, calmly but also dignified:

"The person who spoke to us just now may not be Little Mal."

Ugh~!

The little witch was shocked, and the crazy bear shuddered.

Everyone subconsciously frowned and then all looked at the crystal that sealed Little Mal. If Little Mal had continued to resist during the pollution process and always protected the clearest soul source, it would not have been handled like it is now. trouble.

We don’t know what the specific situation was at that time, but judging from the facts, Xiao Maer’s non-resistance brought them huge trouble.

But when they saw that Mal was willing to walk into a troubled place and sacrifice himself in order to save his master, the weirdo Fender, their noble and bright spirit already made them admire him.

The light belonging to the hermit in the divine world has always been on the right path.

Mavis, who is proficient in the power of the death realm, judged that the person who had the dominant consciousness just now was indeed Xiao Mal. Yuena must have also noticed it, because she was deliberately scaring people.

Yuena pretended to complain and bumped Mavis with her shoulder. Why are you ruining my show? My acting is so superb and outstanding. The short guy was obviously frightened just now. It's very interesting.

"I can pray to my God and borrow a little power from His dual powers. It's not difficult to perfectly solve Xiaoma's problem."

Yuena also gave a second solution, to find the Archangel Michel who has the power of purification. His power can decompose and purify all existing energy, and purify the entangled Xiaoma and the Demon King to the purest state.

"Why didn't you mention the guy who was soaking in the fog god." Xiaoyu said with a smile.

Instead of praying to Remidios or looking for Archangel Michel, it's better to pull Ye Lin over directly.

"Isn't this considering that he may not have recovered, and you also said that he was soaking in the fog god."

After the topic of Xiaoma's pollution ended, in the distance where darkness was already far away, the temperature had dropped to the temperature of the void, close to absolute zero, and the void was filled with indescribable tranquility.

Everyone soon discovered the demon king Mochia hiding at the highest point. He was fanatically worshipped by countless demon beasts and had been glorified as a "god". He was the real enemy of the great magician Mal.

He was sealed with a huge black-gray square crystal, like a crystal planet that was flattened and placed here. The six surfaces of the crystal were deeply engraved with magic patterns symbolizing the five elements of the divine world, namely gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the fog of the fog god.

Sealed in the center of the crystal was a very vague, black-gray figure with a vague human outline.

He did not have the distorted features of demon beasts, nor did he have the facial features and gender features that humans should have. He only had something that should be an "eye" in the center of his head. His whole body was smooth, slender, and perfect.

His body seemed to be cast out of metal, with countless tiny twisted lines engraved on the surface, but a very smooth body in terms of vision.

It was like a walnut that had been played with for many years and was smooth and translucent.

He was standing with his hands raised on both sides of his shoulders, his wrists pointing downward as if he had lost his strength, and his upper body and head looking down slightly, like a criminal tied to a cross about to be executed.

The six sides of the crystal engraved with the five elements and mist had already shown signs of serious cracks or decay, and the sealed crystal seemed to be broken and collapsed at any time.

Everyone agreed that the Demon King looked a bit like the group of cosmic demons that howled and invaded all day long, and he seemed to be evolving in this direction.