Darkness of Darkness

"Lord...Migal-sama's first and

The second unit is already..." The guard who came to summon him couldn't bear to continue, that's right, as soon as the message that Michael was asking for support reached the heaven, the heaven immediately sent heavy troops to hell to support. No god wants to see the dark moon. Claire continued to live, and every minute he lived would pose a threat to their lives for one minute.

"Continue to send troops... Assign all the angels above the heavenly force angels to the lower realms, and be sure to kill Dark Moon Clare." Jehovah on the high seat of God said this without any hesitation in his tone, and the guards who originally planned to overstep and oppose There is no need to talk too much, because many people know that to get rid of Dark Moon Claire, the Heaven Realm has to pay at least half of the sacrifice.

"Absolutely...to obliterate." Jehovah clenched his fists and thumped the handrail, absolutely not allowing him...to leave hell, let hell become his burial place! !

In the bottom of hell, it took a moment for the soldiers in white robes to be splashed with blood, but none of the blood came from their enemies.They seemed to be frozen in front of Dark Moon. The sword skills, gun skills, and magic they had learned all disappeared in their brains, and what was left was only the fear deeply implanted by Dark Moon. "Go! Go! Magic! Use magic!" The soldier who roared didn't expect this to be his last words. After his body was chopped into two pieces, he was burned by black flames.

"Come on... where is your so-called belief?" Dark Moon has now reached an extremely crazy state, so crazy that he is very calm. He can clearly see any living and dying existence in front of him, and he can hear the desperate and desperate people around him. The tenacious screams, and even the timid murderous intent behind him are very obvious.

Soldiers are like dying one by one, no one can withstand the slash of the dark moon, the power enough to penetrate the holy sword and the holy armor is not something they can bear, all the supporting soldiers are death row prisoners, and the dark moon It is the executioner on the execution ground.

The carpet made of blood, the corpse is the avenue leading to the strongest, this black is his exclusive color, unstoppable, and thus destined to be unparalleled. "God... so useless?" An Yue sneered, and she forgot that all the angels who wake up, don't they exist in this hell?

Michael, who was escorted to the rear, was panting heavily. He didn't expect that in less than a minute of fighting, he was completely suppressed. The entire left arm had lost consciousness, and the dripping blood was There were bright bloodstains on the ice, and he felt a fire burning on his left shoulder. It was the dark breath of the dark moon... If he didn't deal with it... he would be in trouble.He supported his body with the notched cross sword. If the reinforcements hadn't arrived in time, his soul would surely have fallen into a state of eternal doom.

No, I can't retreat now. If I retreat now, the soldiers will lose their fighting spirit even more, but... Michael carefully looked at each soldier, fighting spirit?Even if they are here now, where is their fighting spirit?Knowing that what you are facing is an opponent that you cannot win, then where does the word "fighting will" come from?

Miguel gritted his teeth, frowned tightly, and immediately jumped into the sky to prepare to retreat. Let's wait for the elite generals of the heavens to work together to defeat this lunatic.Michael admits that now he has no way to fight against Dark Moon... as long as the engraving on his body is still there, it is impossible to explode the strength of God's Right Wing, now... he can only escape.

Mi Jiale underestimated An Yue. If it was an ordinary demon, it would be impossible to escape easily under the siege of soldiers. It was a matter of jumping, and the soldiers who didn't dare to get close were all decorations to him, and he had no intention of letting go of this confidant of Jehovah.

"Where do you want to go? Is that all your faith...?" Dark Moon's words were cold and piercing, enough to pierce through any psychological defense line, stimulating Mikal's so-called belief.It seems... it is inevitable to fight to the death...

Perhaps it was Michael's loyalty in exchange for Jehovah's trust. The sky where this god lives seems to have not forgotten the right wing of this god.

An Yue suddenly turned around to catch a thrown holy spear, and the killing intent in one pupil did not weaken at all. Of course, he knew very well in his heart that the one who dared to throw a weapon at him now was not a madman The lunatic is a guy who is quite satisfied with his own strength, and the corner of the Lord of Darkness's mouth slightly raised, "Are you coming...to die too?" No matter who came, they will all be obliterated, and the deity will take...all the blood of the gods He paid homage!

Dark Moon Clare completely lost his goal, and the thoughts that had been suppressed by his reason once again invaded his brain, and he died here completely in battle!Until his limbs were cut off!before this!Let the blood of the gods permeate the entire hell!

At this moment, the shadow that is approaching at high speed is getting closer... He can already see the obvious hell gap, showing a deep barrel-shaped huge crack on the ground in the distance, and the white angels are continuously flowing into such a gap. "Cut..." The boy in the distance felt a pressure coming. He had to find a way to get close to the crazy guy, but his existence must not be detected by the heavens. To the realm of the dead.

If the shadow is not good, get closer, the closer the distance, the greater the chance of being discovered.He simply stayed in this mountainous area, and with the cover of rocks and bushes, he started to move. "Then... it's about to start." Ying took a deep breath, and began to chant this unknown magic in his mouth. If the magic attainment is relatively high, there is no need to chant it, but even Ying needs this kind of secret method. He read it word by word, and he felt that there was a hint in the dark.

This implies that he must calm down the turmoil by himself, because...he feels that this turmoil was caused by his first use of dimensional magic...for example...sneakily transferred the darkness to the depths of hell for rebirth.It must not be destroyed... This game of mine must be staged perfectly!Therefore, Dark Moon Claire must be stopped!

"Dimensional magic, illusory space." The star-like magic circle suddenly expanded in the shadow's hands... Then, let's have a good talk... Darkmoon Claire.

Hoss is also fulfilling his obligations now, he said without hesitation, "I have a perfect assassin here, and I have let him calm down this matter, so everyone, it must not take long for the turmoil in hell to come to an end." It's over." What Hoss said reassured the gods of death except Barman.But Barman's eyes tightened a bit. Of course he was very worried. A perfect assassin?Is there such a character around Jos Landas...?

Barman is not too worried about other things, what he is worried about is actually the identity of this assassin.If the assassin's identity is shadow... then he is caught in this situation.It shouldn't be possible, Barman questioned his own idea... That little brat was hit by the blade of ten thousand poisons and spells that day, and the possibility of surviving is zero, but you have to guard against... That kid's conspiracy, more than Anyone is terrible!Just as Barman was about to play some language strategies with Hoth, Hoth's golden pupils suddenly stared straight at Barman, and then he spoke coldly.

"Of course...the crisis in the undead world was resolved by me...but Barman, next time...my target is you." Complete killing intent, without any hint of mercy, Barman and him really looked at each other like It's the same as staring at a hungry wolf.After finishing speaking, Hoss got up and left the Hall of the Dead... Leaving Barman's mouth slightly raised, "Okay, I'll wait." At least it has been confirmed, that brat Ying must be in danger, otherwise Hoss will never On such occasions, he made public his murderous intent.

Barman, this old and cunning guy really underestimated Shadow's mind. The moment Hoss got into the carriage, he laughed slyly, and he grabbed his hair frantically, "It's... so perfect." So far He still couldn't compare, the charming young man at night turned out to be a scheming conspirator on weekdays... Ying had already told Hoss that when he left the scene, as long as he said something with murderous intentions to him, he would definitely kill him. We will put Barman in a trap, so that his situation will be in our own hands, and he still thinks he has seen everything...

"I'm really looking forward to...the day when I officially decide with you...my lovely and cruel...shadow." Hoss said, letting the bumpy carriage take him to the mansion.Already teetering?That Barman who thinks he will be king, your death is nothing more than a matter of time!On the other side, Ying was also carrying out his plan, and his tone was a little gentle, because he didn't want to be excited anymore. The beast in front of him "I didn't expect... to meet here... Dark Moon." Shadow's hand didn't Leaving the sword hilt at the waist... This time, I must take a gamble. Will I fall to the other side of victory or the death of failure...?Well, bear witness.