Come to Infinity, Sacrifice to Me

"Give it to me!"

Layers of dark magic power covered the entire army, and the power of countless fallen angels combined to form a special position, weakening the enemy and strengthening one's own side. This is a way for the weak to play their roles on the foreign battlefield.

"Light Gun!"

The continuous magic power is connected in the army of fallen angels. Under the collective name of Kokboll, it bursts out energy fluctuations that even the general gods cannot underestimate.

But Serafulu is not an ordinary main god. With the magic wand in her hand dancing, circles of ice crystals condense in the air, and even the gun of light that gathers the power of all the fallen angels cannot move.

When it comes to the level of the devil king, a small step makes a big difference. Even if there are many people, it is difficult to cut down. You must know that in the eternal battle, the strength of the army is actually more of a supporting role. The leader corrects the scene and defeats the opponent.

The strength of Kokbol is obviously much weaker than that of Serafuru. Even with the support of the legion, he can only barely support a few moves in his hands, and it cannot last.

"We're going too! Slay the rebels first, and then kill the dragon god! The demon clan is prosperous, and it's all in one fell swoop!"

Looking at the crumbling Kokbol, Lucifer wanted to spit on it, but after all he knew that now was not the time for internal strife, so he drew on the background of the Demon King faction and joined the battlefield without hesitation.

"Ugh!"

With a sigh, the scarlet light gun flashed across, and the surrounding air seemed to be trapped in a swamp, making it difficult to struggle.

Lucifer's eyes were tearing apart, he watched the spear across his chest, no matter how he waved the golden wings inherited from the ancestor Lucifer, it was useless.

"Pfft!"

Amidst the sound of blood splattering, the figure of Gurefia appeared in front of Lucifer at some point. The maid calmly watched the suzerain of this generation of Lucifer's family, and the power of [Laziness], which can solidify everything and disperse magic power, erupted. Dig out its heart through that ten millionth of a second.

"External force is external force after all, the power of the ancestor Lucifer is not something you can display!"

"Save, save me..."

A weak voice came out of Lucifer's mouth. He opened his eyes wide and exhausted his last bit of strength to grasp the atmosphere of the sky. Even though his heart was pulled out and the vitality in his body kept passing away, he still did not give up his desire to survive.

"I, I am the suzerain of Lucifer's family... Lucifer, the third generation of demon king... save me, save me... I won't just be like this^"

The demon roared with a hoarse voice, and stretched out its hand to grab Gurefia's palm holding the heart.

But before his hand touched Gurefia, under the action of an invisible force, he and his heart were turned into ashes all over the sky.

"Rest in peace, Lord Lucifer!"

As if lamenting the transition of the times, Gurefia probably had a lot of feelings about personally killing the descendant of the demon king that the Lukefugus family should serve!

"I hope you have a sweet dream, pay attention in the next life, and remain humble in the face of true greatness!"

Respectfully performing a maid salute, Gurefiya reservedly gave advice, then clapped her hands, and the three generations of Lucifer in front of her were completely reduced to ashes.

Gurefia knew that what killed him was not arrogance, but ignorance!Delusion uses a humble mind to speculate on God's will, but he doesn't know what kind of existence he wants to challenge!

Even if he obtained the background of the entire Lucifer family, he was only at the same level as the powerful main god like Gurefia, but his own power was too weak to control the soaring power at all.

This kind of existence like a parallel importer, even if she confronts it head-on, she is sure to solve it within ten strokes, let alone this kind of killing that is close to the nature of a sneak attack!

The maid lady doesn't have any extra belligerence, and when this kind of number is at a disadvantage, she doesn't mind Lei Ting making an example of others!

"Lord Lucifer!"

"No! Bitch! You know what you're doing?"

"Ah! Kill her..."

A piece of fallen angel's wings kept shrinking and fell to the ground. Hearing the sound of resentment coming from her ear, the girl was about to put away this picture of Lucifer's background, when a swift body suddenly rushed over!

"yoyoyyo..."

In the weird roar, a disgusting sound wave containing all desires swayed over, followed by black lines.

"what?"

Gurefiya's beautiful eyes flickered, but in the end she gave up the spoils this time and chose to avoid Samael's attack.

Exiting the attack range of the weird black line, Gurefiya watched Samuel swallow the legacy of the ancestor Lucifer, the pair of fallen angel wings.

Then, like a chemical effect, layers of turbulent magic storms erupted from Samael's huge body, stirring up endless dust on the ground.

"Gurefia, you..."

"Get out!"

Amidst the icy scolding, all the demon army who wanted to avenge Lucifer involuntarily took two steps back, they only felt their blood tremble and aggrieved.

The power of original sin, which was deduced by Liu Dao Ming, can balance the power of heaven's belief. Although it is divided into seven, it should not be underestimated.

The Seven Kings of Hell extended from this are the natural kings of demons, especially the [lazy] demon king Belial, who is the true master of the 72 pillars of demon gods in mythology!

"What the hell is that?"

Meimou stared at Samael's changes, and Gurefia's eyes became more and more surprised. Even Seraflu, who was suppressing Kokbol, gradually looked at the other party, and her eyes grew bigger.

"This breath? Why is it getting closer..."

"Lord Ming?!

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ps: Because there are only 2000 words, so 0.5 chapters are deducted (laughs), and now I owe 2.2 chapters, please ask for monthly tickets and blades.

It seems that May 5th is the symposium between tx and the author. Although I am pessimistic, I hope it will not be differentiated, and the inner ghost will come out (sad)