Abyss Demon of All Realms

"Zi..."

Like a blazing blade slashing through an icy liquid, a huge thick fog was released directly at the junction of the two.

And the stone that had turned into a semi-liquid state, although it was cut into two pieces, the magic power inside it was also stimulated, turning from a whole into countless scorching raindrops, completely covering the area with a radius of hundreds of meters .

Many beings who were contacted for the first time directly felt the incomparable corrosiveness of Orsaga's magic power, and their flesh and blood, as well as the surrounding land, were quickly corroded without discrimination!

Without hesitation, Emerson directly used the secret technique of the dark elves to hide his figure into the shadow world, escaped the aftermath of this attack, and flashed thousands of meters away.

He is very sure that he has been targeted by a powerful enemy!

If you exit the shadow world in place, you may encounter a sneak attack.

But when he returned to the main material world and stabilized his body.

He found a figure that should not have been standing a few meters in front of him.

Although the opponent's figure is far from being comparable to many large-sized monsters, the strong sense of presence and malice naturally revealed from the opponent's body made Emerson's dark forehead slightly ooze cold sweat, and he didn't even have the first time Aware of the opponent's level of strength, it's just that he didn't think much of it just now [Medium Demon].

Chapter 82: Injecting Poison

There is no communication whatsoever.

Olshaga's fist smashed directly at Emerson with absolute speed and power in the next instant.

At a height of more than six meters, his legs were about as thick as the opponent's waist, and visually it looked like an adult beating a primary school student.

A fist down is like hitting someone with a big hammer, the fist is almost as big as the opponent's head.

Looking at the fist that was about to hit him, Emerson felt the taste that he couldn't take it hard, and his face changed immediately.

Years of combat experience made him know that at this distance, he would never be able to dodge with conventional methods, so he turned the sharp blade in his hand directly, and cut it directly against the edge of Olshaga's arm. Peel off the meat directly.On the other hand, he used a forceful kick to suspend his body, and used the sharp blade in his hand as a fulcrum to turn his body directly above the opponent's arm.

When the weapon in his hand stabbed the opponent's arm, Emerson clearly felt that the curse effect attached to his weapon was working, but the hardness of the layer of armor on the opponent's body surprised him. Although he stabbed in with all his strength, it was extremely difficult to stab more.

There is a feeling of being forcibly cutting the [Demi-Artifact].

So without any hesitation, he directly controlled the weapon in his hand and poured all the toxins stored in it into the small wound.

All of this is very slow, but it only happened in an instant. Before Emerson could adjust his posture in mid-air again, Olsaka was injected with toxin into the wound, and it was as fast as lightning. A slender blood vessel stretched out from the speed of covering his ears. Like a poisonous snake ready to go, it plunged into Emerson's arm and injected its contents into the opponent's body.

In the face of this sudden situation, the magic in Emerson's body instantly burst out from the inside of that arm under his control.

With a lot of blood spilled, the arm was completely cut off.

Orshaga glanced at the dark elf in front of her with malice and said to the dark elf in front of her with malice that most of the wounds on her arm had healed. Well, I still want to inject all those toxins back for you..."

If the weapon in the opponent's hand carries a special effect of exorcism, he may be slightly afraid, but if it is just a curse and toxin, it is basically a free gift to him.

As a demon, he has a strong innate resistance to toxins and curses, and with the blessing of innate abilities, this ability has been fully improved.

Except for a few poisons and curses, most of these two types of things are just nourishment for him.

Not only will it not cause damage to him, but it will also replenish his energy and stamina.

But the dark elf in front of him is different. Although his race has good resistance to toxins and curses, it is still a few grades worse than Olshaga.

Moreover, what Olshaga just injected into the opponent through his own blood vessels, in addition to the toxin contained in the opponent's sharp blade, there is also the powerful plague that comes with his innate ability.

It was a special product that could poison elemental creatures alive.

It can be said that if the opponent's movements are slowed down by even a fraction of a second, he will be dead.

"Damn..."

Emerson was both irritated and grateful to see the severed arm around him that had become covered with abscesses in a second or two.

As a demigod, his body's resistance is definitely not weak, but that arm can quickly decay into this appearance with some remaining energy, which shows that what has just been injected is not simple. It's definitely not going to be good if the action is slower.

Holding the sharp blade in his hand with one hand, Emerson's vigilance has reached the highest level. He knows that the slightest slack will lead to his own death. He secretly and quietly used the hidden communication props, trying to wait for time to rescue.

Orshaga, who didn't know what the other party planned, did not directly attack the opponent who had already set up a posture, but just like a beast that was hunting, it kept spinning around the opponent without a sound.

With a nasty taste on his face, he said jokingly: "You are in this world, you should be called a demigod, right? According to the division of power rank, your rank should be a little higher than mine, if you just weren't You were so careless after you hit me, you shouldn't be acting like that."

Hearing the latter paragraph, Emerson was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Orshaga was actually just a [median demon], and after a while of silence, he slowly replied: "...So what, no matter who it is. There’s nothing wrong with paying for your carelessness when you make mistakes.”

Having said that, after all, it was just self-consolation to not lose, but it was inevitable that I felt regret in my heart.

In this regard, although Olsaka had no way of knowing, he could still vaguely guess it. After turning around for two more times, he looked at the other party who was still standing there and staring at him. The abuse in his eyes was even more serious. Obvious.

I saw him pointing, and the broken arm next to the other party said:

"Forgot to tell you something.

What I just injected you with, although the effect is similar to poison, is essentially an airborne plague that can enter the host through the skin, although the effect will be much worse than that Just inject the virus stock solution directly.

If you count the time, it should take effect soon..."

As soon as the words fell, Emerson's not-so-good-looking face immediately froze. The originally pale complexion suddenly became a little red, and the various senses of the body began to slow down rapidly.

Although the sudden state of the body is far from the lethal effect, it can take some time to adjust the body to recover, but in the current situation, these negative conditions are completely lethal factors.

Faced with his flaws, Orshaga, who had been waiting for a long time, did not hesitate at all. He directly stretched out his big hand and took off the opponent's head, wanting to take off the opponent's head in one fell swoop without giving him any chance.

In the face of his blow, although Emerson felt dizzy, he still tried to forcibly activate the power in his body to escape into the shadow world again, but just after mobilizing his power, he felt that there were a lot of impurities in his body. Everything that blocks one's own actions, although it can take some effort to clear them up, but at this moment, there is obviously no time for that...

Just when he thought he was about to die, a golden stream of light rushed towards Olshaga's head from more than ten kilometers away, trying to stop the move in his hands.

Faced with his arrival, Olsaka ignored him, and his hand continued to grab the opponent's neck without stopping.

"Crack..."

It was the sound of a broken neck bone.

The opponent's neck was ripped off.

"Oh!"

And that golden light also mercilessly hit Olshaga's face, causing a violent explosion.

Chapter 83: Alison

with the breeze.

A figure clasped the bow and arrow in his hand and appeared beside Emerson's corpse, which had fallen to the ground.

It was a female elf wearing a gorgeous green wooden armor.

She frowned and said to the headless corpse, "Have you recovered yet?"

As soon as the voice fell, like a dry shell, the corpse dissipated with the wind, revealing a figure that had shrunk in a circle.

And that was Emerson.

"puff……"

After standing up and spitting out a mouthful of black blood that was still squirming, he said weakly to the female elf, "Thank you..."

Just when the blow came, the other party took the opportunity to send him a magic item for death at the moment when Olshaga's attention was diverted.

For his thanks, the female elf didn't say much, just looked at Orshaga, who was still standing upright.

In her senses, after the opponent used her head to resist her blow, her vitality was still very strong, and there was no sign of weakness.

Under the vigilant gazes of the two, when the smoke on his face slowly dissipated, Olshaga's head with a completely broken jaw was revealed, and he used his broken voice to try to Say something to both: "You, you,,..."

While talking, he was trying to repair his constantly eroded flesh and blood.

Compared to the toxin supplement not long ago, the divine power attached to the blow just now did bring him a lot of damage.

After some attempts, he finally found that it was a bit difficult to communicate in this way, so he directly ripped off the lower jaw, which was still entangled with the divine power, together with a large piece of throat, and discarded it aside.

"Zizzizi..."

Ignoring the piece of rotten flesh that quickly turned into blood, he held his head, which was still dripping blood, with only two-thirds of its volume remaining, and showed a somewhat hideous smile to the two elves in front of him.

"Pfft!"

Since there was no external force interference, in the sound like flesh being torn, those damaged parts quickly grew out.

The bones of the jaw, roar bones, teeth... quickly pierced the flesh and were reshaped.

Within a few seconds, Olshaga's appearance was restored to perfection.

The smile on his face didn't look so grim.

Whether it was the pain of the flesh being eroded, or the stinging pain caused by his own rapid proliferation, he didn't waver in any way.

Olshaga politely continued what he said not long ago: "What I just said was a little unclear, it was my mistake.

I want to ask, are you all in a team?

The support is always so fast, which makes me a little envious. "

After listening to his words, Alison's brows furrowed slightly. She could clearly feel that the demon in front of her was different from other demons. Even if she was attacked by her, she was still very calm, without any signs of rage, and even very calm. She communicated with herself rationally, but she could feel the undisguised madness of the other party.

'This is a lunatic...'

She came to a conclusion in her mind.

After waiting for a while, he didn't get the answer he wanted. Looking at the elf who was still looking at him coldly, Orshaga sighed in disappointment: "Can't you say it?"

Then, the tail behind him instantly extended a distance of tens of meters without warning, and stabbed straight at the female elf.

He was ready to read the answer himself.

In the face of his sudden attack, Alison, who was already ready, raised the bow and arrow in his hand and it was an arrow.

The two collided instantly!

In the violent impact, Orsuga's tail pierced the light arrow, and stabbed towards the female elf incessantly!

And Emerson, who was beside her, didn't just watch. He, who had barely recovered some strength from the serious injury, directly held the sharp blade in his hand, and held Orshaka's tail like a three-pointed two-edged sword.

Feeling the huge power coming from the opponent's tail, Emerson couldn't help blushing. He couldn't imagine why the opponent's [median demon] could withstand the strength of his whole body just by relying on one tail.

You must know that he is a demigod who can lift several strong dragons with his bare hands!

Under this circumstance, the female elf did not hesitate, and her figure began to wander around constantly, and arrows shot from her hands towards Olshaga. The additional divine power was the most powerful to him something that hurts.

This time, in the face of these attacks, Olsaka didn't use his body to force it.

The experiment just now told him that although this thing is not too painful, it can really make him uncomfortable.

So throwing hands is a few blood inflammations to form flaming arrows.

"Boom boom boom..."

In the constant collision, a small mushroom cloud rose one after another around.

As for Emerson, who was seriously injured, he still had a one-on-one duel with Olsaka's tail.

I saw that the three sharp ends of Olshaga's tail even turned into three sharp blades for friendly exchanges with each other.

All kinds of exquisite moves are used continuously, and the opponent is in a hurry!

After ten minutes.

The female elf Alison had given up the idea of ​​consuming Orshaga's magic power with long-range attacks, because she found that in the constant attacks, the opponent's energy was as completely endless as if she didn't want money.

Taking advantage of the weapon, she felt tired, and the other party didn't feel tired at all. She still looked like she was at ease, as easy as taking a walk.

The abundant mana reserve made her feel frightened.

At this moment, the longbow in her hand has been transformed into a pure melee weapon, and the bow wings on both sides are like sharp blades shining with light.

Under Alison's graceful dance-like skills, streamers of destructive power continued to rise, slashing towards Olsaka.

For these attacks, he did not dare to be careless, and the flame in his hand directly condensed into a three- or four-meter giant sword, constantly parrying.

In his eyes, this female elf is far more difficult than the male elf in terms of energy attributes and fighting skills.

Even the plague virus hiding around didn't have much effect on it.

In fact, it's not just that he thinks his opponent is difficult, Alison, who is playing against him, is also very surprised. She never thought that a [median demon] can be so strong, and when she fights against her, she can still handle it smoothly. Holding Emerson, a senior [demi-god], was as easy as playing, and Emerson's face was almost lost in front of him...

After a while, in the battle between the three, everything in a radius of several kilometers was chopped to pieces, and countless potholes of different sizes were scattered all around, making the place as uneven as the surface of the moon.

After gradually gaining the upper hand, he vaguely sensed that the other party had another terrifying idea, and Olsaka, who had already played a dozen or two, chose to escape into a different space and retreated after some thought.

Only the two elves who did not dare to chase were left standing there, their eyes full of vigilance...