The lord is an undercover agent

Chapter 128 127. Voices of Thousands

The unbearable pain on his body was like a landslide, making Sifel's consciousness blurred.And the [fear aura] bursting out from Bell's body shocked Sifel's already fragile spirit, like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel.

Sifel fell into a brief coma, and the intensification process of the spell was terminated.

He felt his eyes go dark.

Just a little short of that, he was able to awaken the spell and summon the incarnation of the goddess.

"Ruined!"

Before consciousness disappeared, Sifel showed a final wry smile.

···
Bell soared into the sky, spread his bat-like pitch-black wings, raised his giant sword high, and attacked Sifel from top to bottom!
The bright red giant sword was covered with hot flames, and the heat wave swept across the entire rooftop in an instant.

For the level 93 angel Sifel in a weakened state, Bell, who is a legendary devil, can defeat him with just one blow.

The arc of the giant sword's fall has been locked, and when the sword cuts down, half of Sifel's body will be cut off!

——According to Bell's estimation, this degree of disability is not enough to kill the big devil, but it is enough to make Sifel lose his fighting power and declare the end of the battle.

Next, as long as they take over the lord's castle, put Sifel under house arrest, and declare that nothing happened, they can actually control this territory.

···
Syfel fell into a coma.

It's like he fell into a grand dream
In the next moment, he felt a warm current washing his body and mind.

Suddenly, it was as warm as spring.

Perhaps it was because the pain was too intense that Sifel had hallucinations.

He felt that he was lying in the flower field, relaxing his whole body and mind in the sea of ​​bright red flowers.

In the dream, the warm sunshine shone on his face, the melodious birdsong was heard endlessly, and the bees kissed his cheek lightly.The breeze blows, and the rich aroma fills the air.

For the first time in 100 years,
The pain is gone.

The malevolent crooning and erosion of the hell plane disappeared in an instant.

Not since Syphil began undercover in Hell a century ago has he been more comfortable under the curse.

In the end what happened?
Where did the power come from to resist the erosion of the plane?

Or is it just a dying hallucination?
In the dream, a second seems to be stretched to a century.

Sifel tried to figure out what was the warm current that washed his body and mind and made him feel comfortable.

He heard it.

There are hundreds of people whispering in Sifel's ears, telling something.

"Open world, card, mmo, virtual reality games, where do you put the stack of buffs?"

"It's so real. Even the insect-like wriggling on the surface of the character model is done."

"It's outrageous, it's outrageous! This picture quality! This body feeling! The simulation's realism! This physics engine! It's outrageous! Is this a 21st century game? Is this a domestic game?"

"If we don't get all the ore in this mining area today, we won't leave!"

"Player Guild! Trading market! Tavern entrustment! Shopping mall! So many updates?"

"Old Cheng, I have received a commission from the tavern. The client is a girl named Long Days and Short Nights. The task is to use a telescope to look on the hillside every day to see if there are any paladin souls on the rocks of the Styx River. This is really Will the players assign tasks? It won’t be an official entrustment.”

"Here is what I said to spawn monsters. Wow, another team of villians has come out! Let's work!"

"Sister, the world is destroyed, mom and dad died, only we survived. This is not a game."

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid. It's because I'm too scared, so I have to win."

"The physics engine of "Dawn" is interesting. The interruption mechanism here does not seem to be realized with the hidden toughness bar. Uh, I can study the intelligence of the NPC again during this time..."

"The feeling of riding a bicycle is exactly the same as in reality. Unexpectedly, I can ride a bicycle again."

"Include this game called "Dawn" as an observation item, and contact Handong's site if necessary."

"..."

Too many sounds jumbled together into a loud but not irritating noise that fails to capture specific details.

For some reason, Sifel could feel that among these countless voices,
Some are happening and being spoken.

Others are distilled from the deepest parts of someone's memories.

Gorgeous pictures of different colors flashed in front of Sifel, and the chaotic and chaotic colors overlapped, making it difficult to distinguish the specific appearance.

The only picture that Sifel can recognize is a piece of crimson——

The fire of heaven came to the city and burned everything on the earth to ashes.That city is a modern city of Blue Star.Accompanied by this picture is heart-wrenching pain, unwillingness and remorse.

No, I need to wake up.

Sifel suddenly woke up.

Although I don't know what power temporarily resisted the erosion of the hell plane, but now I can't control that much.

···
In the real world, all the cocoon-like bumps on Sifel's face faded away, and the black lines dissipated.

The demonization disease that was supposed to fully attack was terminated prematurely!

At this moment, Sifel woke up.

He regained all his strength and spirit, and his eyes became clear and bright.

"Why? Why did the demonization disappear?"

Syfel was puzzled.

Is it the blessing of the goddess?
Do not!
It is a more mysterious power that is helping him.

The curse temporarily faded, and Sifel tried to stay awake.

He looked up at the red giant sword that was about to come down in mid-air, and stepped back one after another, trying to dodge the attack.

···
In mid-air, Bell saw below, and all the visions on Sifel disappeared in an instant.

The young Grand Duke seemed to have regained all his former power and prestige, his purple-black wings spread out, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.The temperament is domineering and makes people shudder.

"Not good! It's a hit!"

A burst of remorse flashed through Bell's heart.

He was actually deceived by Sifel!
Could it be that he didn't have anything to do at all, but he just deliberately put on this state to induce me to make a move?

As a cunning and intelligent great devil who was promoted from the lowest level of lemurs, Bell immediately thought of how to respond!

He suddenly changed his original chopping action, held the giant sword with his hands, and fell from the air to the ground like a meteor.

Sifel just took two steps back when he saw Bell descending from the sky, kneeling in front of him on one knee.

I saw Bell half-kneeling on the ground, lowered his head, and raised the giant sword with both hands.

——Surprisingly, it looks like he is going to present the giant sword to Sifel!

(End of this chapter)