God after all

Chapter 58 The Holy Son Fights the Demon God Single-handedly
Faced with a domineering offensive that does not allow the opponent to take a moment to breathe, even a fighter with superb hunting skills like the Man in the Iron Mask will feel physically and mentally exhausted.

Thinking of this, the upward arc of Diosotto's mouth deepened, and the sneer in his eyes implied inexplicable pleasure.

The heroic and domineering demon god, even at the corners of his brows and eyes, happily thought that when he firmly surrounded the Son, a change beyond his expectations took place.

Something dark rushed out of the encirclement of the fire sword, and the light flashed.

"what happened!?"

Surprise flashed in the wide-open red pupils.

Just as his brows furrowed and his eyes dimmed, the familiar murderous aura circled behind the Demon God.

"damn it!"

The angry expression revealed Diosotto's resolute and tough face.

The moment the murderous aura reached behind him, his head was horribly turned to the back, with the back of his head facing the same direction as the front of his body.

Originally fixed in the void, the giant sword with the hilt one foot from the chest turned 180 degrees, bypassed the arm and swept across, directly splitting the black shadow behind him from the waist in two.

However, Diosotto's expression changed when the scene clearly caught his eyes - what was cut off was not the real thing, but an illusory shadow.

Next, the phantom split into several pairs of twins, scattered left and right, and even went around in front of him at one point, but Diosotto's head was still behind him, and he couldn't take care of three directions at the same time.

Five cone-shaped thorns emerged from the purple light and grew from between the five fingers. In an incomparably swift and wonderful formation, a total of six hands drove the sharp blades of light to attack the back of the demon god's head, neck, and chest from different directions...

Although not enough to cause damage, Diosotto was annoyed.This is the toughest opponent he has ever seen.

Murderous aura surged from the top of his head and in front of him at the same time, but he didn't raise his head, but just smashed a illusory wrist that was attacking in front of him.

At this moment, the five purple lights that were almost touching his eyes dissipated, and the unreal black shadow suddenly disappeared.

not good!Diosotto's pupils suddenly contracted.

The murderous aura that invaded the sky above his head disappeared without a trace, apparently changing direction in a split second.

The black figure whose wrist was crushed by him and which was disappearing in front of him underwent an astonishing change, appearing perfectly at an astonishing speed.

Diosotto wanted to retreat, but it was too late. He could only feel purple light shaking in front of his eyes, and severe pain pierced into his two eye sockets.

The deep and real pain did not numb his reaction, and a punch that condensed the power of violence and anger pierced through the real body.

The smell of blood floated into his nose, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the opponent's blood.

Holding the hilt of the sword hanging by his side with his right hand, he raised the sword and swung it in a wide arc, but he felt the figure floating close to him float away, and the sensual feeling of the fist piercing through the internal organs disappeared immediately, and the sword edge only cut through the air in vain.

He couldn't believe that the injured body of the Holy Son was not torn apart by the destructive energy of divine power?
Could this be the existence that inherited the blood of the ancestor of all gods?Even with only half blood, it is still incredibly powerful.

The piercing sound of weapons grinding echoed endlessly in his ears, and the bright penetrating power of the burst of sound pulled back his reason and made him more conscious.

"It's a very powerful move!"

Angry at the shame of being blinded, and shocked at the fact that the Holy Son still retained this mysterious and treacherous move, Diosotto turned his bloody face up, and smiled angrily.

Smiling and laughing, his voice suddenly became calmer than ever before, with a touch of sadness mixed in his tone.

"It's been so long, except for that man...you are the second existence that makes me bleed."

The face gradually lowered, the head turned reflexively, and returned to the original position.

The tall and burly body like the Demon God Tower is facing a certain direction.

Standing in the distance, Leng Ji stared at the mighty and domineering Demon God, seeing two balls of fire burning in his eye sockets, and two dry marks on his face that looked like tears of blood.

Even when he mentioned "that man...", there was still no emotional fluctuation in the black eyes imprinted with rune cross stars, as if he hadn't noticed the serious injury to the waist below the ribs.

"He didn't hesitate to hurt himself, but also took my eyes away."

Diosotto tilted his mouth and smiled contemptuously.

His eyes are his only weak point, but today he was taken advantage of by his opponent, it's really ironic!

"The speed of your dragging this seriously injured body will be much slower. Next, I will let you experience the pain of Wanjian piercing through your body."

The words just fell.The weird tattoos all over his upper body pulsate like life, and will swim along the bronze-colored skin, emitting a strange red light.

The brilliance of the red light is far more dazzling than the flames of the scarlet curtain, far more dazzling than the brilliant brilliance of the sun.

Behind him, the sword-to-sword confrontation stopped.

The immeasurable fire sword gave up aiming at the long sword with purple light flying, and turned its angle in unison, all pointing at Diosotto's location.

The strong murderous air that destroys the world flows into the extremely sharp double-bladed body, and the shadow of death also gathers here.

For a moment, inside the scorching scarlet that was dim and dark, countless flaming swords condensed the void in a ready-to-go formation.

A large group of monsters all over the flames roared, as if they were cheering for the battle that was about to kick off.

Nemesis was shrouded in purple light all over his body, and his speed was as beautiful as a meteor across the vast sky, flying towards Leng Ji's outstretched hand.

The blood-stained five fingers are holding the hilt of the sword. Such an inadvertent action is threatening, because the hand holding the sword seems to have magical powers, and the beautiful sword body facing upward suddenly bursts out with countless beams of light.

The fiery gust of wind made her black hair flutter in a mess, and the rune cross starlight reflected in her clear black eyes was shining brightly.

"Cold silence!"

In the sea of ​​flames, which is as terrifying and desperate as hell, there is a clear and pleasant voice.

The handsome young man who was called by his name had an extremely rare mood swing flashing in his eyes.

Diosotto turned his face in the direction of the sound, and smiled happily.

Countless fire swords turned their angles again and flew towards the goddess who suddenly broke into the world of death and sea of ​​fire.

Michel was terrified and astonished, and could not believe that he was so unlucky that he was about to start fighting as soon as his front foot stepped in.

Those flaming swords swept in like a storm, covering all directions, and madness poured towards her.

Shocked by such a destructive force, Michel was secretly startled, and took a step back unconsciously.Before she could react defensively, a familiar black shadow had already flashed in front of her.

"Cold silence!?"

Muchelle froze, and watched as he turned sideways and stretched out a left hand. The long sword in his hand was turned horizontally with his forearm. The light beam released by the sword was like a sky net spread in all directions and spread over a large area. , withstood the fierce offensive of the Fire Sword, which was as dense as a torrential rain.

The soaring gust of wind and the raging flames entangled together, shaking the vast sky where the curtain of fire hung.

Facing the earth-shattering and overwhelming wind and fire, Muchel's legs and feet were weak.

"leave here."

The cold voice was calm.Michelle was terrified.

His palm gathered purple light, and he slapped Muchelle's chest with his palm. In this slight movement, a strong force exploded on the body of the Goddess of Time, knocking her into the air mercilessly.

She felt the weightlessness of falling from the sky, and the lonely black shadow in the golden pupils disappeared in the field of vision.

(End of this chapter)