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Mazekin almost fell into the bloody corridor.

The corpses of demons, the corpses of monsters crawling out of the abyss of hell, and the corpses of mutated humans that had been reshaped by demons.

Mazekin has long been unable to smell anything, because the smell of blood and sulfur here has completely replaced the air. They are like the only existence here, and the steaming green air and the internal organs and stumps everywhere are like the most... A grotesque carpet decorated the floor of the Temple of All Demons, while the pawns of the hell army were still surging in front.

The assassination became a joke. From the moment the New God appeared, the assassination was doomed to fail.

Even though Lilim's army and the allied forces of demons and fairyland attacking from the flanks contained the demon army remaining in the Temple of Demons, Mazekin still underestimated the locust-like numbers of demons.

"Monsters are rampant, evil is in power, hell is vast, and the world is empty!" Etrigen grabbed Mazekin's waist with his big hands, preventing Mazekin from falling into the pile of filth, and his ugly and terrifying big face With an excited smile on his face and his sharp fangs sticking out, he seemed not to be frustrated by the current bad situation at all, "What a grand occasion! What a glory! All the weak and fearful will perish, and only the strong will keep their name!" "

"Can you please keep your voice down, you silly big guy with a yellow face!" Mazekin straightened up. Her mask no longer existed, and her tied hair was scattered again. Under the blood stains, part of her hair was stuck to On the face, half of the terrifying rotten face was missing again, with all the teeth exposed, and the eyes were wide open in the rotten eye sockets, making Mazekin look extremely angry.

Mazekin pushed Etrigen's hand away, and she stood up bravely while shaking. She complained coldly at the same time, "Can you stop fucking rhyming? My brain is almost burnt by the annoyance." ! And... you seem to like this hell on earth! So why are you helping me again? Or are you helping the First Fallen to lead me into a trap! Say it, Etrigan! It's just you and me now Got it!"

Etrigen was still smiling, his scarlet eyes looking down at the blood-soaked Mazekin, and then at the Blade of Lilith tightly clenched in Mazekin's scarred hands, "Yes. ! I like this prosperous age! Everything has become so simple! Life and death! Isn’t it? The complex emotions and boring rights and wrongs of human beings make me sick! This is the essence of the world! Life and death, simple and pure!"

Mazekin was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Etrigen really stopped rhyming. What this meant, she had no way of knowing, because the demon in front of her was a madman.

"Do you think I'm plotting something? No! I'm just following my instinct, Mazekin!" Etrigan pointed at Mazekin with his thick finger. At this time, the demon army charged again, "The letter Believe it or not! I had a lot of fun! Instead of standing next to a strong man who could win and act as a massacre pawn! I preferred to turn around and kill that strong man! The weak prey on the strong! After I chopped off my father Belial’s That was true when I was in my head! That was true when I was wreaking havoc in Gotham! You know, the moment that human kid handed me the essence of two Hell Kings, he gave me the key to breaking my chains. ! He also gave me a weapon that can change the world! I! Etrigen, only fight for myself!"

Etrigen laughed and rushed towards the group of demons. There was no mercy in his eyes. His wide grin was spitting out the lava of hell. His demonic sword, which came from the essence of the two hell kings, appeared. With it in his hand, he swung it vigorously, and the three charred demons were chopped into two pieces.

A sea of ​​​​fire instantly ignited in front of the corridor.

This madman has been conserving his strength. He doesn't care about the life or death of the assassination team. All he wants is an overwhelming chaos. All he wants is a reason to kill at will and show off his strength.

But he wouldn't be crazy enough to break into the First Fallen's lair, and he was already at a disadvantage.

There is still one-third of the way to the top, and Mazekin himself is not sure whether he can complete the journey. Etrigen is also half-weighted. They can kill more demons, but that will also slow down their pace. During this period, if all the Lilim army is killed, the demon army that is like a wallflower may defect at any time, and Chu If the coalition forces of the Fallen and the New Gods successfully attack the City of Silver, everything will be irreversible.

It's not that the First Fallen will win, it's that it's simply impossible to predict the City of Silver's actions.

God is dead.

But God will return again.

What does that mean? If an explosion sweeps through all creation, all resistance today will be meaningless, and everything will return to nothingness.

Mazerkin watched Etrigen's rabid-dog-like figure shuttle among the demons, with blood and charred corpses constantly scattered as he fought a bloody path.

If it fails, what will it mean for Lucifer? What would he say? He seems to have a universe of his own now. Is he going to lead Lilim to kneel at Lucifer's feet? That will lose the last chance to look at Lucifer as an equal!

Mazekin gritted her teeth, moved her arms with a ferocious look, tore off her tattered coat, and pulled out another knife from her waist. Even though she was scarred, even if she was soaked in blood, Mazekin would not fall. She took a few steps, then inserted the tip of the knife into a charred corpse. She cut off a piece of flesh and blood, and then cut it off. He stuffed it into his mouth.

Mazekin chewed and sipped the dirty blood in the blackened meat. Her eyes became as terrifying as ice, but her wounds were healing quickly. Mazekin picked up the demon's stumps every few steps, and then devoured their flesh and blood. Her face was covered with vine-like purple-black lines. The blood was being absorbed by her, and she devoured everything. Life force, this is Lilim's forbidden magic, this is her unique power.

This violent devouring will make her temporarily lose her rationality, and the desire to kill will take over.

And this seems to be what Mazekin needs.

The two knives spun between her fingers, and Mazekin's intact cheek was almost covered with flesh and blood residue. She grinned, and her mutated ferocious face looked like a terrifying beast. Immediately afterwards, Mazekin flew up. At that extremely fast speed, she turned into a ball of red ink, and her two swords drew a blurred black line in mid-air.

The demon's broken limbs began to fly, and more blood poured down like a heavy rain. Mazekin laughed as she whirled past all living enemies, greedily licking up more demon blood with each swing of her sword.

Etrigen slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at Mazekin's figure with a smile, "This is interesting! The gluttonous feast is in full swing, how can I just walk away? When my hands are stained with blood, I will be destroyed. Ten Thousand Demons! How worthy is the leader and tycoon?"

Amidst the billowing smoke of the flames of hell, Etrigen crushed the tumor-like red head of a demon. He let the blood splatter all over him, then he laughed and stamped on the corpses all over the ground and rushed towards Mazerkin and ran wildly. direction.