Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

The second level of hell, a hidden high altitude place.

The silver mirror hung high in the sky, and the artifact at this time could no longer be easily touched by Mephistopheles.

Its 'weight' became more and more terrifying, and even continued to grow with every passing second. The small black snake was hovering around, swimming in the space, and strands of gray matter were spontaneously absorbed by it, slowly and steadily increasing its size. Looking at this scene, although his mood was still calm, the devil's body was trembling unconsciously.

This is not because of fear, it is just an instinctive reaction of life. In a short period of time, an ordinary big devil jumped several levels in a row and directly became the lord in charge of the first level of hell. Although Mephisto's power has become stronger, his body has not yet transformed.

Just like it takes a long time for the innate spirit to recover once its divine body is completely wiped out, it is not a simple matter to condense a body that is equal to his current power.

Just like the former God of Weather, the reason why he continued to be active in the world in perfect condition soon after being transformed was actually because he made clever use of his 'legacy'.

High in the sky, the endless storm was still blowing, and some movement was already heard from the two demon gods. The last few gray feathers became a little blurry, as if they were about to disappear when the wind blew.

With these twisted lives, I can finally—

Too long has passed. Even with limited wisdom, these abyss demons have gradually figured out his tricks, so he has been injured more and more frequently.

The huge chain sword scratched Cleos' skin, leaving a thick bloody mark. But he didn't dare to fight, but quickly moved away from the owner of the artifact.

"It feels really good to have the power of life and death in your hands... Haha, although you are also born sacred, there is one thing that is no different from me."

In an instant, two forces from different levels resonated together. They were intertwined, yet distinct. When everything ended, just like the head and tail of an arrow, it pointed in a straight line at the demon gods who were still fighting.

Cleos gritted his teeth slightly. Sure enough, these humans just can't rely on——

However, he faced more than one enemy after all. If he avoided the one in front of him, there was another one waiting for him.

As another ray of light flashed, and under another mental interference, the beams released from the left heads of the three demon gods hit Cleos' left waist directly.

In the midst of lightning and flint, one of the last two demon gods was killed and the other injured, but the 'arrow' still showed no sign of ending.

However, at the last second before he regained consciousness, the former weather god still paid attention to the fate of his opponent, but the result made him curse angrily.

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tear-

The black shadow seemed to wake up for a moment, and then fell apart in an instant, falling to the outside world along the 'arrow'. The demon god wrapped in blue mist was much better. It at least struggled for a while, and then a third of its body was cut off, and it fell into the void outside of hell.

It was still moving forward, flying out of hell under the gaze of more than one eye. However, as if it was at the end of a powerful crossbow, its final landing point was not too far away. It just flew to the place where the power of the snake in the atrium and Moya met before, in the space-time bubble that was constantly polluted and regenerated.

But no matter what, it does not affect this force from continuing to move forward. Even though most of it was consumed after successively breaking through the protection left by the four demon gods in the abyss, it still seemed unstoppable.

Carrying the origin of the devil at the 'arrow tip', it fell freely and stuck in the void. Just like a giant ax that splits the chaos, its impact point is the sky.

He frowned and took a deep breath. The injury on his waist showed no signs of recovery. Cleos knew that he was almost reaching his limit.

It seemed like days, and it seemed like less than a second. The concept of time had already become blurred. A moment in the eyes of outsiders is eternity in the eyes of Cleos.

In the void, not paying attention to Moya who was suddenly shocked and angry, the ancient snake nodded slightly. So the next moment, the 'sacrifice' rules embedded in the interface due to the influence of Zeus some time ago emerged.

However, the next moment, all of this stopped.

"It's really beautiful, and it's really scary... But if you want to achieve enough results in one move, the stronger the power, the better."

"Forget it...no matter what, it's finally your turn now!"

Doubts and puzzlements are suppressed for the time being, and we can wait until this battle is over to get to the bottom of it. Cleos looked at the demon who was also becoming manic and couldn't help but reveal a happy smile.

At the front of it, there seems to be a ferocious head. It was struggling and roaring, which was the last refuge of the power of the abyss, but as it continued to advance, the familiar head was returning to its origins at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to its original appearance.

"bring it on."

After injecting the origin into the first level of hell, Cleos directly shaped his current body based on his old divine body. This is why so far, no demonic characteristics can be seen in him, but it has nothing to do with the original one. the difference.

The boy who was full of lies finally had some movement, and that was his aura. Even if he didn't come, there would be a big movement that made him feel extremely afraid.

His expression changed. Suddenly, Cleos, who was also the Lord of Hell, seemed to have discovered something, and a look of surprise and dissatisfaction flooded his face.

He scanned the surrounding environment again with his eyes. The silver human who had been silent since the start of the war still didn't know where he was.

With a smile on his lips, Mephistopheles bowed slightly to the silver mirror.

But looking at their appearance, it was obvious that Xupnus had just left not long ago, otherwise without the maintenance of his power, they would have woken up long ago.

He sighed softly, at this moment, the place where Mephistopheles stayed was also very particular, because it was the place where the second and third levels of hell were close to the junction.

Finally, there is the unique connection between the abyss and hell... They fell into the space-time bubble together, the space that had been born and destroyed for many years between the power of the ancient snake and Moya, or the collision of hell and abyss. middle.

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It seemed like a long time passed, but in fact it was all done at the same time in an instant. When the strong murderous intention locked the target, Cleos' thoughts were not even over yet.

But I didn't notice it at all, and when the last half-quarter of an hour passed, I was ready to end it completely.

"—So, am I the only one who didn't even leave a body behind?"

So this power was born... As the first generation of demon gods conceived by Tartarus at all costs, each of them is so extraordinary. This is not only powerful in terms of strength, but more importantly, they contain the origin and symbol of the abyss in a certain aspect, and are part of His rules.

Therefore, the instinct of the abyss does not want them to die, just as the world does not want the death of the gods. He generously bestows power to bring the demon gods back into the abyss when their lives are threatened by higher powers - if this is just the power of the snake in the middle courtyard, then the protection He bestows has already taken effect.

Time continued to pass in silence, and only distant roars sounded from time to time. Around the silver mirror, the circling form of the black snake becomes more refined and complete.