Raise the flag of rebellion!Slave girls!

Do you want to exit the temple first and then discuss it with Spartacus?

Alexander thought about it for a while and then gave up. It doesn't matter whether it is a demon god or a demon king, as long as the blessings of the gods are genuine.

There are three choices.

Accept the blessing of the final demon king, accept the blessing of the dusk demon king, give up the blessing of the gods.

The third option is directly ruled out, and it is time to choose one of the two.

Move your sight to the left, move your sight to the right, and finally stay on the final demon king. This is his choice.

The basis for the choice is that the demon king at dusk is too scary, just looking at him, his legs keep shaking, on the contrary, the final demon king is quite seductive, angels are beautiful creatures, although I can’t see the final demon king clearly Her appearance, her face cannot form a cognition in her mind.

It doesn't matter which god you choose for the blessing of the gods. 'That guy' said it, and Alexander naturally chose the final demon king who made him feel relaxed.

When he raised his hand to point at the final demon king, the hand was caught.

What locked the wrist was a sharp claw covered with pitch-black scales, which was the limb of the Demon King of Dusk.

Alexander had heard many horror stories. Compared with the demon king at dusk, the fear caused by the horror plots in the stories was not even a firefly!

The Demon King at dusk appeared in front of him at some point, his shadow completely covered him, and when he met his gaze, he would recall the most desperate memory in his life.

The temple is full of projections of gods, which exist only for blessing, and there will be no other actions, let alone interfere with the choices of visitors!

Abnormal, very abnormal in various aspects, from the evil Hana Mio herself, the virtual image to the gods of the worlds she represents, they are all abnormal!

Alexander saw the growing malice in the eyes of the demon king at dusk, and felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart that he would die if he did not give up the blessing of the gods.

Really, will the absurd thing like killing the apostle of God by the projection of the blessed god really happen? !Alexander didn't want to believe it, but his heart was shaken.

'Choose me. '

Suddenly, the Demon King of Dusk let go of his hand, and at the same time, a message jumped into Alexander's mind.

In the blink of an eye, the dark dragon in front of him returned to its original position, with no emotion in its eyes, maintaining its original posture like a living sculpture, as if everything that happened just now was an illusion of Alexander.

Alexander glanced at the red mark on his hand, and fear drove him to take a step back. At this moment, the Demon King of Dusk rolled his eyes and cast a cold gaze on him.

'Choose me. '

This is an order, and the Demon King of Twilight forces Alexander to accept his blessing instead of Hana Mio.

This kind of domineering behavior made Alexander feel conflicted, but he didn't have the courage to resist. The Demon King of Dusk became the greatest fear in his heart, and he regarded him as the same existence as 'that guy'.

Alexander raised his hand tremblingly, and pointed at the Demon King of Twilight. After pointing, the Demon King of Twilight stretched out his palm to him, with a small pure white horn lying on the palm.

After receiving the pure white horn from the Demon King of Dusk, Alexander knew that the horn was a blessing from the demon gods of all worlds. He wanted to ask how to use the horn. The Demon Dynasty of Dusk roared angrily, and the roar shook him out of the temple. Get hit hard and return to the real world.

This is the twilight demon king's punishment for not choosing himself in the first place.

Feeling that he had narrowly escaped death, the pale Alexander told Spartacus about his experience in the temple while using his ability to repair his soul.

As well as the real reason why Hana Mio of Evil cannot summon the virtual image, the pure white horn obtained from the Demon King of Twilight gave him a lot of information about the virtual image of Hana Mio of Evil.

"Will this kind of thing really happen?! If this girl wants to summon a virtual image, at least she has to wait until she becomes the master god!"

It can basically be determined that [Creation Demon God] Evil Hana Mio is a deified slave girl who cannot summon a phantom, and this type of deified slave girl is not within the scope of 'that guy''s understanding.

Section [-]#Volume [-]: In the Demon Realm, the slave girls raise the flag of rebellion! :Chapter [-]: Dusk Invited

Returning to reality from memory, Alexander summoned the pure white horn.

The pure white horn, the blessing of the demon gods of all worlds, is a one-time consumable.

It's too wasteful to use the horn to kill Wanzhangming, right?

Recalling that I never thought that I would consume the ability to reset the world, in a sense, Wan Zhangming had already killed himself.

The ghost knows what other powerful means Wan Zhangming has. Maybe he is already at the end of his strength, or he still has more strength. Alexander doesn't want to guess Wan Zhangming's upper limit of strength.

All he knew was that there was nothing wrong with killing Wan Zhangming!

"I won't bet all my hopes on the ability of 'Doomsday', now, it's time to summon your virtual image! [Creator Demon God]!"

When his body flew out of the dark water, Alexander took a deep breath, held the horn with both hands and lifted it up, put his mouth together, and began to play.

"Om-"

"What is this guy doing?" Bai Ya asked curiously when he saw this scene. Most people would not play music during battle unless he had a commanding sword that could play music automatically.

"That horn." Heitian looked at the pure white horn that Alexander was blowing. He didn't know what kind of animal horn it was made of. The pure white horn with the Law of Twilight engraved on its surface.

In my memory, in the hands of the Son of Twilight, the ultimate weapon that announces the arrival of Twilight - the Horn of the Twilight, looks similar.

"It's coming." Hei Tian said something that Bai Ya couldn't understand.

"What's coming—"

Hei Tian didn't need to add any further explanations. Hearing the sound of the horn, Bai Ya had a voice in her heart clearly telling herself——

coming soon!

coming soon!coming soon!The end is coming!

When the creatures watching the battle heard the sound of the horn, they all uncontrollably gave birth to strong despair, convinced that today is the day when the world will end.

coming soon!coming soon!Death is coming!

coming soon!coming soon!The catastrophe is coming!

coming soon!coming soon!Dusk is coming!

More and more information that caused despair flooded into their minds together with the sound of the horn, and the creatures watching the battle felt that it was a happy thing to kill themselves now.

Wan Zhangming was still analyzing information to formulate new battle strategies. The negative emotions brought by the sound of the horn could not be suppressed even by God's protection. A super weapon, Wan Zhangming pulled the Bow of Fengtian, put the Arrow of Xiaotian on the string, aimed the golden arrow at Alexander, let go and fired the arrow of Xiaotian after charging.

The Xiaotian Arrow with the ability to unblock and the strengthening ability of the Heaven-Sealing Bow, a golden meteor went straight to Alexander, and the will of the demon world also made Alexander use the power of the Demon God to release the power of annihilation in front of him to destroy any intruders. Attack, the golden meteor fell into the black hole incarnated by the power of annihilation, persisted for a few seconds before collapsing into a turbulent flow of power.

"In a battle, especially a life-and-death battle, the key to victory is to be the first to use your strongest moves against the enemy. However, the longer the battle lasts, the lower your winning rate will be."

Wan Zhangming remembered what his father Wan Zhangliu said when he taught him how to practice. Now that he failed to kill Alexander once, it will become very difficult for him to find the possibility of winning again.

The sound of the horn was still going on, and some creatures discovered that there was an abnormality in the beast horde, not just an exception, the world-wide beast horde was in an abnormal state, and the monsters were motionless like stone statues, even though the alien king they besieged was still alive.

The root cause of the beast tide, the born perfect slave girl [End Yan Wan Beast], she is still dominated by her ability, and the ability itself feels that there is an evil greater than the "devil king" coming to the world!

At a certain moment, the sound of the horn disappeared, not because Alexander stopped playing, but because the pure white horn in his hand turned into light spots and dissipated in the air.

The brilliance quickly outlined a huge heraldry pattern on the dark water surface under Alexander, and when he finished the last stroke——

At the same moment, all creatures heard the sound of the door opening.

The skies all over the world were plunged into darkness, and the virtual image of [Creator Demon God] Hana Mio of Evil descended at this moment.

Despair has also swelled to the extreme, and the creatures who were originally indifferent to the decisive battle of God's will now realize that this decisive battle of God's will will be a battle that will determine the fate of the world.

They all wanted Wan Zhangming to win, begging Wan Zhangming to win in their hearts, begging him to kill that guy——

An avatar of the evil Hana Mio.

It was a creature that couldn't form cognition in its mind. It was extremely huge, and its shadow was enough to cover the entire Holy Court area. Its body was very unstable, and it seemed to disappear in the next second.

It just exists, and it makes the spectators lose all good emotions. They only think that the end is coming, and it is time to kill themselves.

During the brief display time, it stretched out a claw towards Wanzhangming, and a little black light was born on the tip of the claw.

Alexander stared blankly. He wanted to order the virtual image to strike at Wanzhang. Before the order was given, the virtual image started to move.

It is obviously a virtual image of oneself, but it is an independent individual, and cannot give orders to it.

It would be better to say that if you dare to order it, death will greet you, Alexander has this strong premonition.

The blessing of the demon gods of all worlds——the role of the pure white horn is to make the evil Hana Mio summon a phantom.

It was mentioned in the message sent to him by the pure white horn that the avatar of Hana Mio, the Evil One, can only be summoned by the dominating god. It is a very terrifying existence!

"!"

Wan Zhangming suddenly saw the future, the future in which he killed the virtual image, and the invincible protection was activated on the virtual image.

Putting away other weapons, resummoning Hongleidi, Wanzhangming began to guide his own winning future.

Xu Xiang also saw the future where he was killed by Wan Zhangming.

The tip of the claw released a beam of black light containing the law of destruction, and Wan Zhangming also swung his sword to chop out a large golden thunder.

The black light pierced through Thunder, hitting Wan Zhangming who was blocking Hong Leidi in front of him, smashing the spirit blade and piercing through half of Wan Zhangming's body at the same time.

A strange sigh appeared in Wan Zhangming's ear.

If it weren't for Wan Zhangming's invincible protection, Xu Xiang would be sure to kill Wan Zhangming and wipe out the entire Holy Academy from the world at the same time.

Reaching the limit of activity, the virtual image gave Alexander a cold look, the darkness faded, and the virtual image turned into nine black coats of arms and descended behind Alexander one by one. Nine dragon demons walked out of the coat of arms. They were all virtual images, and they all had mountains. Such a huge body, and the same ability as the original virtual image, to bring despair to living beings.

Alexander felt that these nine virtual images were virtual images that he could control, but he was limited to ordering them to destroy, destroy, and kill. They were simply the embodiment of doomsday.

"Nine virtual images, and each virtual image is still the strength of the original beast virtual image. These nine virtual images are still the substitute existences that I can't maintain the original virtual image and downgraded. Let alone this girl, it is me before I became a god. Don't even try to summon this phantom!"

Section [-]#Volume [-]: In the Demon Realm, the slave girls raise the flag of rebellion! : Chapter [-]: Bonds

For now, representing the identity of God's will in the devil world, Alexander still has the wonderful feeling that all beings are watching him.

This means that the decisive battle of God's will is not over yet, and Wan Zhangming is still alive.

"...It really is too wasteful."

Concentrating on catching Wanzhangming's shadow, and seeing his appearance at the moment, Alexander lifted all his guards at once, raised his hand and scratched his hair while feeling relaxed, showing a helpless look on his face.

If Spartacus pursued it, he could only kowtow to admit his mistake.

Who told him to use such a powerful hole card on Sha Wanzhangming, he never thought that the virtual image of Hana Mio of Evil would be so strong.

The protection that is so powerful that even invincible can surpass it, making Wanzhangming into the miserable appearance he is now.

The left hand that used the sword and the flesh and blood on the left side of the chest disappeared, and the wound was filled with the power to destroy the law, and this force continued to destroy the body.

A large piece of skin near the wound was peeled off, half of his face was destroyed, his left eye was damaged, and he could no longer see anything.

Both feet still stood firmly on the pitch-black water, and did not fall down to rest even though he was severely injured. The pale blond man was panting heavily, staring at Alexander with his intact right eye.

This is what Wan Zhangming looked like after receiving a blow from the phantom.

"ended."

Alexander snapped his fingers, and the pitch-black liquid under Wan Zhangming's feet boiled up, condensing into the shape of a giant hand, about to grab Wan Zhangming and pull him into the water.

The protection of the counterattack was launched at this moment, Wan Zhangming quickly made a seal with his right hand, and after the seal was completed, he clenched his fist and smashed it into the air beside him, the shocking impact from the fist shattered the giant black liquid hand.

"It's all hurt like this, Wan Zhangming, can't you die obediently?" Alexander shrugged and spread his hands, looking distressed.

Originally, he wanted to use the trick of "end of the world" to send Wan Zhangming one last time, but there was nothing he could do if he didn't want to.

"Then, it's up to you to kill Wanzhangming!"

Alexander gave an order to the nine dragon monster virtual images that replaced the original virtual images. After the virtual images came, he didn't want to face Wan Zhangming in person.

The virtual image of the Dragon Demon.

Fully armed, it looks like a virtual image of a human race with dragon horns, dragon wings and dragon tail, half human and half dragon, exuding a dark atmosphere.

With power beyond the emperor beast, the existence of the legendary beast of origin.

There are nine of them, all enemies.

The invincible protection was activated again, and Wan Zhang Mingshou stood on the spot and began to guide himself to the future of killing the phantom of the dragon demon.

At the same time, feeling the continuous severe pain in his body, Wan Zhangming suddenly laughed a few times, lowering his head and making a sound of emotion.

"What, it's not invincible."

Even though he had already ushered in his own victorious future, he failed to kill the phantom of Hana Mio of Evil, and he also suffered serious injuries that even God's providence could not heal.

'Teacher Wan Zhangming, are you a saint? '

He remembered what Bai Ya had said to himself.

"Haha, hahahaha! Hahahaha!"

Wan Zhangming couldn't help laughing, raised his remaining right hand to press his face, and his laughter became more and more presumptuous. What disgusted Alexander was that it wasn't a despairing collapsed laugh, but a heartfelt happy laugh.