God after all

Chapter 107 Battle of Demon Gods (1)

The demon god with a heavy spear on his shoulders, half of a cross-body armor, fat shorts, a dragon scale belt around his waist, and bronze knee pads on his legs appeared majestic.

His own overwhelming aura is fully open, which makes the monsters of the same camp shy away in fear.

When Diosotto came forward, there was nothing left to do, they all agreed to fly away from the scene after discussing it.

The pattering rain obscured the steel-grey world.

Gusts of ghosts and wolves were howled by gusts of cold wind, blowing ominously around the two opponents who were looking at each other from afar.

The figure reflected in the scarlet pupils of the demon god is like the god of death coming in the night.

The figure stood quietly in the misty rain, with incomparable beauty paired with eyes as deep as darkness, which made even the demon god feel trembling.

The appearance of Black Yahweh broke into the demon god's mind uncontrollably, overlapping and merging with the silent figure in front of him.

The aura that surpasses absolute power is also reflected in the handsome young man, and a sense of coercion permeates the demon god's internal organs.

"Not bad, you're more of a real fighter than Michael. That guy just sparred with me and then slipped away, what the hell!"

These words were undoubtedly spoken to the air, and the Leng Ji who was being talked about did not respond at all.

The dark eyes stared at the demon god's horribly scarred face. A line of blood was visible from the left forehead to the chin, Adam's apple, chest, and below the ribs.

This is a very shocking wound, which will make witnesses believe that his body has not been cut off.

Hearing the name given by Diosotto, one can tell that this wound that has stopped bleeding but cannot heal itself is related to Michael.

Forget the short battle in the place of death in the city. The majestic Lord of Light and King of the Heavenly Armies wounded the Demon God with a sword and then stopped, leaving behind a polite sentence of "this place is not suitable for staying for long, see you again by fate", and disappeared without a trace.

The demon god was so angry that he vomited blood, and a fire of anger ignited the entire place of death.

The red fire is still flickering until now, illuminating the dark sky.

The chief culprit who ruined Diosotto's handsome appearance appeared in the different space created by the goddess of time.

He arrived just in time, swung his sword and cut off the thousands of silver hairs who were about to launch an attack, and stood between Thereus, who had a human head and a snake body, and the goddess.

Thereus finally had a decent expression on her face, showing panic.

Whether it's the severed long hair that can't be regenerated, or facing the coming of the strong, a kind of deep-seated fear eats away at her body and mind.

On the other side, Michel, who was covered in silver threads, was wrapped up like a caterpillar, looking very embarrassed, and a rare look of joy surged in his pupils reflecting Michael's handsome back.

"Has the goddess forgotten my advice?"

The voice of indifference and reprimand floated from the dark blue figure faintly emitting holy light.

Michelle looked resigned to his fate, and there was a bit of sadness in his eyes, "Please punish the majesty."

She violated Michael's order and intervened in the turmoil of Shenyuan Demon Formation, so far she has nothing to say.

However, what responded to her was the wordless silence from the handsome back.

"If you die in the hands of the replica, you will be in trouble. I must also have an unshirkable responsibility."

Michael took steps in the void. The world he was in was a gray place with no gravity, and the boundless void filled and drifted.

Facing the slowly approaching figure, Thereus's face deepened with fear, instinctively feeling that death was approaching.

"Your expression is very good——" Michael recalled the last battle in the era of the Demon God in the distant past, "you look very much like Thereus herself."

As soon as the words fell, the holy sword in his hand shot out several sharp rays of light and hit the replica.

The replica couldn't bear the blow of the holy light and lightning, and the snake body, which lost its center of gravity, slanted and fell.

The power of levitation seemed to disappear on the replica Thereus, and the air that couldn't bear the pressure of her body erupted into a strong wind.

Long silver hair fluttered in the air, shining beautifully in the reflection of holy radiance.

There is a look of pain lingering on the beautiful appearance, the root of the pain comes from the holy light and lightning piercing through the chest, and the devil's claws bound half of her human body.

Michael stared at the world below, and watched the several rays of holy light and lightning that hit Thereus's body burst into intense golden brilliance, slowly swallowing up the magic derivative of the human-headed snake body.

She is as beautiful as a flower, blooming brightly and then withering, and the endless abyss of nothingness has become her grave.

Until the last few strands of hair dissipated, the huge blood cells crowded with red snakes exploded silently.

The red snake turned into a rain of scarlet blood and rained down, catching Muchel who had escaped by surprise.

"Uh……"

A howl broke the silence of the world. Needless to say, it was Muchel who was complaining.

"It stinks—disgusting!"

Unable to hide the cold expression, the goddess shivered with her arms around her arms, and looked at Michael's shining back in embarrassment, unbelievable that he was fine and still so dignified.

"Your strength is too weak."

"Your Majesty said so."

Muchel didn't refute, knowing in his heart that if the blood cells could last a little longer, he wouldn't be drenched all over by the rain of blood.

"Do you want to watch the battlefield with me now, or go to take a bath by yourself first?"

Facing Michael who turned around, Muchel noticed his blood-stained face, even the collar of the shirt was also stained with blood.

"Are you injured?" The goddess was obviously taken aback.

"not mine."

Smelling the evil smell of blood, Muchel knew whose blood it was.

"Has Diosotto been killed?"

"He's not dead yet, let him go first."

Michelle was surprised, his eyes widened, "Why!?"

"Leave him in the silence."

"But can Leng Ji beat him? In the battle in the forbidden area of ​​the Forgotten City, Leng Ji almost lost his life."

"Don't you believe him?"

Muchel felt choked and could not speak.

Before the goddess could say anything more, Michael gradually disappeared.

"Wash yourself first, and then come to watch the battlefield. Remember not to interfere, otherwise you will have to go back to the old era, and you don't have to come back."

Michael, who said this, smiled slightly, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Muchelle stood there blankly, his mind full of coldness.

How can Leng Ji and Diosotto fight against each other for the second time, will there be a chance of winning?
The two parties were located at the junction of Beijing-Kowloon District and Fenggu District. This large square that had been reduced to ruins was completely devastated.

Diosotto stood still in the center of the square, fearlessly confronting eight black shadows ten meters away.

These eight black shadows besieged the heroic and domineering demon god, one of them was the real deity of Lengji, and the rest were just split phantoms.

The tense atmosphere of stalemate was suppressed to the extreme.

The rain that didn't know when it would stop was getting heavier and heavier, and the cold wind blowing in the sky was bitter and shrill.

(End of this chapter)