What's wrong with the doctor is so annoying

Surrounded by black flames all over the mountains and plains, the temperature is frighteningly high. Even with the protection of the golden holy cloth, Aiolos still feels the water in his body evaporate rapidly, and there is a faint smell of protein at the tip of his nose. It may be that his hair is about to burn. up.

The golden wings held the owner tightly in his arms, and he couldn't observe the surroundings through his sight, but under the guidance of the small universe, he could still easily locate the culprit of the manipulation/flame, which was right in front of him.

The enemy didn't hide his intentions at all. He looked quite leisurely, and seemed not eager to take Aiolos' life. He just hung in the air lazily shaking his wings, and the black feathers kept falling off the slender wing bones. Clusters of rising flames.

Holding the bow and arrow tightly in his hands, Aiolos frowned and thought about the countermeasures - if what Ikki said was true and he was immortal, then attacking would be a waste of energy no matter what; , sooner or later the flesh/body will not be able to withstand the burning of the black flame, and the death process will be very painful.

What exactly does Ikki want to do?Did he really betray?Does he really... want to kill me?

Thinking of this, Aiolos suddenly had a flash of inspiration and realized some problems.Now, he needs to prove his idea.

So he said: "Your strength is not limited to these, why don't you simply kill me? Tormenting the enemy is not like your style."

As soon as these words came out, Aiolos immediately felt the fire flow around him start to surge, but instead of rushing towards him, he moved away from himself, and the surrounding temperature dropped significantly.After pondering for a moment, he simply opened the wings completely, and then saw an interesting scene - the fire wall formed by the piled-up black flames surrounded all directions like a city wall, but left a considerable gap for the two in the middle. Looking up, the black flames formed a spherical protective shield.

Aiolos hooked the corner of his mouth calmly: "It seems that you have something to say that you don't want to say in front of others?"

Ikki did not answer Aiolos directly, but elaborated in a cold tone: "By the order of His Majesty Hades, convey the following message to the Pope and Sagittarius Gold Saint——All Saints who invaded here, after hearing this It is His Majesty’s last mercy to leave the underworld immediately when the order is issued, otherwise you will bear the consequences.”

Aiolos wanted to laugh a little: "The god we serve is not Hades, why should we obey his orders? You should be very clear about this."

Yihui said calmly: "I don't like going around in circles, so I can tell you directly here: Athena is no longer in the underworld at this moment, and it doesn't make sense for you to stay here."

Aiolos' pupils dilated slightly: "...Why should I believe your words?"

"Why should I lie?" A sneer flashed across Ikki's face, "You should be very clear that you have lost contact with Athena since you entered the underworld. Can't get a response from her, can you?"

Aiolos remained silent, his fingers hooked the bowstring and slowly exerted force.

Yihui said: "Athena is quite confident in her strength, so she dared to lead you directly into the underworld, but unfortunately she miscalculated a bit, this is not a place where the living are allowed to enter and exit at will, and the gods are the same, all beings are equal before death. "

Aiolos raised his bow and arrow, aiming the arrow at Ikki's brow: "You mean, Athena is dead, and Hades is too lazy to send us away, so he told us to go away?"

Ikki raised his eyes and glanced at the golden arrow that might fly over at any time, and his expression was normal: "You can understand it this way, but His Majesty Hades's real intention is actually not to want the flames of war to spread further, which will affect many people. The work of a fighter is not conducive to the maintenance of order in the underworld—keep your hands steady and don’t shake, if you shoot me in the head right now, the responsibility for the omission of information will be entirely on your head.”

"Whether my hand will shake or not depends on my mood." Aiolos' arm muscles, which had been holding the bow for a long time, showed no signs of convulsions. "You'd better not challenge my bottom line again and again."

"I'm just explaining the facts." Ikki slowly stretched the wings on his back, "Athena is now in a space independent of the underworld, which was once a paradise built for Her Royal Highness Persephone, and she will forever Stay in that place and enjoy the peace and serenity. In fact, it was Athena who asked His Majesty Hades to hand over the order to all the saint warriors, telling you to leave the underworld. You can ignore it and move on until you are all killed——Here is the message until."

After the last sentence was spoken, black flames soared into the sky around the wings of Bennu, engulfing everything in an instant!

The flames of hell scorched a wide area, and the nearby undead fled around instinctively. However, within a few meters, their bodies would be touched by the sparks falling from the air, and then they would be licked up by the suddenly rising flames.

A Hell Butterfly fluttered its wings in shock to avoid the rain of fire flying all over the sky. When it finally escaped from the attack range of Benu, its two wings were scorched and curled by the high temperature, and it lost its balance and fell to the ground. , After a few futile struggles, it was completely reduced to ashes.

Babylon, who was hiding in the dark, received the news of the death of the butterfly, lamented, and connected to the small universe channel of his boss with a bitter face: "Master Radamandis, according to your instructions, the subordinate released the butterfly to monitor Bennu. Lord Bird, but once he starts to burn the small universe, everything within a radius of a hundred miles will be reduced to ashes, and the butterfly will die in vain if he gets close, so, there is really no way..."

There was a moment of silence before replying: "Well... I understand, you don't have to worry about the Benu bird, and continue to perform the task of monitoring the battlefield."

Babilon breathed a sigh of relief, cut off the communication of the small universe, twisted the small universe with his fingertips, condensed into dozens of ghost butterflies, flapped their magnificent wings and quickly flew in all directions-surveillance work is really difficult, especially Bennu, a surveillance object that is not easy to mess with at first sight, the stronger he is, the more he will show how hard he is, so that after returning to the underworld with the large army, Babylon can't wait to dig three feet into the ground to hide, for fear that he will return to the underworld. The saint fighters who were not beaten in found out and were burned to slag by the hellfire.

But why did Lord Radamandis take the risk of being scolded by His Majesty Hades to monitor Bennu?You must know that among the [-] magic stars, he is the only Pluto's servant who can't even command Lord Pandora. If you doubt his identity and position, isn't it the same as questioning His Majesty Hades' vision?

Thinking of this, Babylon trembled even more, and wrapped the cocoon he was hiding in with several thick layers of silk without saying a word...

Among the released ghost butterflies, some of the fastest ones were about to pass the third prison and fly to the second prison. Suddenly, a golden light flashed on the ground, and the ghost butterfly at the end of the team was torn off by a strong wind before it had time to react. It lost its wings, and the other snakes were so frightened that they scattered and tried to slip away. They never expected that the little golden snake would split itself into several pieces in an instant, and its belly flicked the ground hard, jumping up like lightning, and it took a bite of a little butterfly!

Hey, it's not delicious...

After chewing, chewing, and destroying the corpses, the little golden snakes looked at each other, then twisted and burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

They ran in time, because in the next second, boulders weighing hundreds of catties fell down like raindrops!

"My lord is the Locke of the Alicorn Golem...Hold on to me! Bastard, do you think I don't exist?!" The guard of the third prison who was brutally ignored aggressively manipulated the boulders that can be seen everywhere to point at the two golden saints. The fighter slammed it down, "It's so daring to rush in to die, and still not listen to me, it's too hateful! Eat me with a Rolling Stone impact! (Rolling Bomber Stone)"

Camus who was running only glanced up, and the whole area suddenly blew a cold wind, and the flying boulders were frozen into lumps of ice in mid-air, and then shattered into ice chips all over the sky.

"Uh, uh? This ..." Locke was shocked to hit the floor, and suddenly felt a bit of chilling along his limbs all the way up, and it was too late to react when he wanted to struggle. It was frozen into a spectacular ice sculpture, lost its balance and rolled down from the top of the mountain "gululu" and fell into pieces.

The two stepped on the shiny ice scum all over the ground and continued on their way. Before they had run ten meters, a huge figure popped up from another hill, with a rough voice: "Stop! I am the defeated star—"

Milo didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he waved his hand and a red light struck him: "Sorry, we're in a hurry!"

The poor Tianbaixing took a solid blow before he even finished reporting his name, and Mingyi and himself were split in two...

The two jumped up and stepped over the huge corpse lying on the ground. Seeing that the exit of the third prison was close in front of them, Milo couldn't help cursing: "The guardians in this area are incomparable to those in front."

Kamiao was about to say something, but the ground suddenly began to tremble, and then the whole piece collapsed. The two of them couldn't control their balance for a while. At this moment, a huge gap suddenly opened up where they were standing, and a A cloud of black smoke and lightning came out from inside, wrapped Camus around his head and face, and dragged him straight down!

"Damn it!" Milo slammed his fist at the nearby rock, and leaped down into the abyss with the help of the reaction force.

When the figures of the two golden saints completely disappeared in the crack, the collapse of the ground stopped, and then the original landform was miraculously restored, as if nothing had happened just now.

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The first reaction after waking up is bone pain.

Milo sat upright like a carp, touched it casually, picked up the helmet that fell nearby and put it back on his head, got up and looked around but he didn't see Camus, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

It was so dimly lit here that Milo had to burn microcosms to light the surrounding area, and then he was speechless at what he saw.

Countless corpses are suspended in the air, and their limbs are twisted into various strange postures. At first glance, they may be thought to be the freeze-frame movements of ballet, but normal people will never be able to perform such movements unless all the bones in the whole body are intact. broken.Among those corpses, Milo caught a glimpse of many familiar guys, all of them were fighters who had been knocked down in the first three prisons. Even the wounds on their bodies were very fresh. In the hole, Farao's whole body was covered with icicles, even the ends of his hair. It was obvious that he was transferred to this place not long after he died.

Milo opened his eyes and observed carefully, and soon he discovered that extremely hidden silvery-white thin lines covered the space—obviously, the corpse could not "float" in mid-air by its own strength, it all depended on these thin lines Bind and hang.

A familiar voice came from behind: "This is the judge's stage."

Milo turned around immediately, and Camus appeared silently a few steps behind him, but he didn't hear any movement.

Yes, it's too quiet, except for the sound of my own breathing...

Milo looked at him solemnly. Although this person's appearance and body were exactly the same as Camus's, his body was surrounded by a strong sense of death. A cloud of black smoke lay dormant at the heart, wriggling as if alive.What made him even more suspicious was that Camus's posture was very...weird, it felt that he was not actually stepping on the ground, but was pulled by an invisible force into a "standing" posture.

Like a still puppet.

Milo's eyes gradually became cold: "Who are you? Don't think that you can be fooled by changing a skin."

Camus' body moved a bit, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised, revealing a ferocious smile that would never appear on his face.

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Camus is finally completely broken...

But it doesn't matter, the magic of the puppeteer can keep him dancing