I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 564 What About You?

There was a deathly silence in the square.Mycroft could see that the magician underneath was as pale as paper.

Because of Leo's attack just now, Marbus obviously suffered some serious injuries. He no longer had the strength to attack a third time, and was directly restrained in place by the group of gods of death.

Leo reacted and roared at the magician below.

"Restart the ritual!"

He landed on the ground and started the ceremony again.

Although only one chain was cut off, the break of this chain produced a series of chain reactions like a domino.

The seal on the six-pointed star quickly began to weaken.

A pair of dark arms slowly stretched out from the hexagram.

The arm was very thick, different from the arms of ordinary flesh and blood. The skin on the arm was a kind of hard armor like volcanic rock.The owner of the arm is a giant at least six or seven meters tall.

Bright red and foul-smelling viscous blood continued to gush out from the six-pointed star, flowing to the feet of the magicians, and even spreading towards the mecha.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Even Mycroft and others hiding in the bridge could smell the nauseating stench, let alone the magicians who were directly soaked in the blood.

The blood was so viscous that every time I lifted my feet, it would bring up bloody red threads.

Those dark arms grabbed the chain wrapped around the hexagram.

"Ping Peng!"

With a crisp sound, the chain was easily torn off.

Leo's expression changed and he chanted the spell faster.The blood was still flowing, even reaching their ankles.

The chains on the Gate of Hell continued to fly past.But just when the chain was about to wrap around the hexagram, the chain was grabbed by the other hand extending from the hexagram.

With a slight lift of the arm, the demon on the gate of hell suddenly opened his eyes, blood-red tears flowed down from his eyes, and he let out a painful wail.

"Peng!"

And the chain was actually ripped off by him from the gate of hell!
The huge magic power spread around, and all the magicians who were performing this ritual spit out a mouthful of blood, and then collapsed in a pool of blood.

I saw countless flies starting to fly out of the six-pointed star.

The number of these flies was so great that it blocked out the sun, and the darkness even occupied half of the sky.

The sky that originally showed sunlight was once again controlled by darkness.

But this time it was no longer dark clouds covering the sky, but a deep darkness, like an abyss.

The buzzing sound of fluttering flies echoed in their ears like tinnitus.

In the strong smell of blood, a strong sense of nausea occupied their brains.

Under this darkness, the eyes of the magicians gradually became desperate.

Soon, these flies quickly gathered towards a point.The magic power spilled around was also quickly recovered.A huge tornado slowly formed.

Under Mycroft's gaze, a human figure appeared under the tornado.

He is about 1.8 meters tall and wears a very decent suit.He has medium-long black hair, a high nose, skin as fair as a vampire, and a pair of scarlet eyes that stand out in the darkness.

But the most special thing is the unique aura about him that comes from the superior.Although there is no throne, just standing there, people feel that he is an absolute king.

Mycroft had seen this kind of temperament in the woman named Ekaterina before.

The entire square was silent. At this moment, both the God of Death and the magicians were staring at the figure of the existence.

He looked around, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and joked.

"The scene of this welcome ceremony is really big. But I prefer my people here, but it seems"

He turned his head and looked at Malbus, who was bound by the chains of death.

"They screwed up"

He nodded, "I can't expect too much."

He turned his head and looked at the magicians and the God of Death, showing a warm smile.

"Do you like me like this? I was specially designed to come into this world."

A god of death on the other side came directly to him. He raised the sickle in his hand high and chopped it down without any hesitation.

But in the next second, his pupils shrank slightly to a point.

His body was split into two halves at some point, and his soul was split into two, and then split into dozens of pieces.

"You seem to like it," He muttered.

He opened his mouth slightly, and a powerful suction force came out.

The god of death, which was divided into dozens of pieces, flew directly into his mouth.

He clicked his tongue and seemed to be thinking about something carefully.

"The soul of the God of Death is indeed different from ordinary souls."

The square fell silent again.

Everyone was enveloped in a deep chill at this moment.

"Lord Baalzebub!" Marbas kept struggling and calling His name.

"Baalzebub, who is it?" Mycroft asked.

"It's Beelzebub." Locke's face was very pale, and his whole body was trembling slightly with fear. He wanted to run away from here quickly, but some other qualities kept him standing here, "One of the Seven Lords of Hell, the representative of Overeating."

Mycroft frowned and fell into deep thought.

"Can everyone here together beat Him?" Sherlock asked.

"I think it shouldn't be possible." Locke said with an ugly face, "Unless the God of Death comes in person, but the God of Death is also restricted by the rules, there is a high probability that he will not come.

Or."

"Or what?" Mycroft asked.

Locke shook his head, "Maybe he can't face him. Demons are existences of the same standard as gods."

Mycroft let out a deep breath and turned to look at James, "Has the power system been repaired?"

"Not yet." James replied.

"Abandon the ship!" Mycroft said without any hesitation, "Notify all troops to evacuate here and retain all available forces!"

"Are you leaving like this?" Watson didn't react for a while.

"Have you ever heard of a saying?" Mycroft said, "If you save people and lose land, everyone and land will survive; if you save land and lose people, everyone and land will be lost."

He looked at Watson, "When the absolute power gap between the enemy and ourselves is determined, it is the most stupid behavior to still engage in a life-and-death fight. Saving all living forces and giving a fatal blow at the most critical moment is the best choice. .”

Then he said to Locke, "Also inform your director and ask him not to make fearless sacrifices. Now that things have happened, what we have to do is to prevent things from getting worse. Useless sacrifices have no effect." "

Locke nodded.

After speaking, Mycroft turned his head and walked out of the bridge.

"Sissi." Lisa took Sissi's hand, "Let's get out of here quickly."

Sissi didn't respond and just let Lisa take her away.

Beelzebub raised his hand and looked at Marbas, who still had a warm smile on his face.Then he looked at the Death Gods holding chains.

"I'm sorry, can you please let go of this useless subordinate of mine?"

Obviously, these gods of death would not reason with him.They released the chains, but directly raised the Death Scythe in their hands and attacked Beelzebub in different directions.

Beelzebub shook his head helplessly, "It's always like this. Why can't we get along more friendly?"

But at the same time, his pupils shrank sharply.

A terrifying coercion suddenly spread around him, centered on him.

At the same time, spreading to the surroundings was a huge, ancient magic array shadow.

The surrounding Death Gods suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Crack~"

The masks on their faces began to crack, and then completely shattered, revealing their frightened eyes.

Beelzebub still stood there, motionless.He slowly raised his hand.

"boom!"

Along with the loud noises one after another, all the gods of death seemed to be oppressed by a huge gravity, and they knelt on the ground suddenly, even breaking the stone bricks on their knees.

They obviously want to break free from this power.But no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from the shackles of this terrifying force.

He raised his hand, and the chains wrapped around Malbus quickly disappeared, and the injuries on his body also recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Marbus quickly got up from the ground, then half-knelt in front of Beelzebub, lowering his head.

"I'm sorry, my king, we failed to live up to your expectations."

"As long as the outcome is good."

Beelzebub slowly turned his head and looked at the group of magicians who were struggling to stand up from the pool of blood.

"I should remind you that magicians in this world are not simple."

He walked slowly towards the magicians.His pace was very steady, almost leisurely.

The magicians stood motionless, holding their own wands in their hands.They stared at Beelzebub, some of them looked a little pale, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.But even so, their wand hands were steady.

Soon, Beelzebub came to Leo.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the gate of hell on one side, and sighed.

“This is already a very ancient magic, even if it was lost thousands of years ago.

It is incredible that the magicians of your time can find this gate to hell and reseal it. "

He slowly raised his hand, and the chain on the door of hell broke instantly.

The demon on the door let out a painful wail and split into two pieces.The gates of hell opened with a loud bang.

Behind the door is a huge bloody vortex, like the eye of the abyss.The evil and ominous atmosphere of the underworld gradually spread to the surroundings, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the chill they felt physically was far less than the chill they felt at this moment.

The dark sky was filled with blood, and the smell of blood in the air became even stronger, as if the end was approaching.

Leo's reaction speed was very fast.Black fine sand surged out from all around him, washing away towards Beelzebub like a tide.

But those black fine sands were easily knocked away by Beelzebub.He looked at the fine sand, then at Leo, and said with interest.

"It turns out that he is still a descendant of the God of Sleep. No wonder I asked you to preside over this seal."

As Leo took the lead, the other magicians quickly raised their wands and attacked Beelzebub as if they had been ordered.Several students from Merlin Academy raised their magic swords and attacked from both sides.

The radiance of magic tore through the darkness at this moment.

But Beelzebub, in the center of this glory, seemed very calm.

He slowly opened his mouth, revealing a slightly ferocious smile, and the veins on his temples suddenly popped out.

The terrifying bloody magic spread around, and the nearest magicians from Merlin Academy were the first to be affected by this magic.

Under Leo's horrified eyes, the flesh and blood of several of his colleagues were instantly removed by this magic power, and countless blood was splashed on his face.

Leo raised his hand, and the fine black sand blocked them in front of them, resisting the bloody mist.

After all, it is the magic power of the God of Sleep, and it is relatively reliable to resist the magic power of a hell monarch.

But the magicians around were not so lucky.

The bloody magic was so corrosive that dozens of magicians didn't even feel the pain, and instantly turned into a pile of blood mist.The blood-stained skeleton fell weakly into a pool of blood.

The square became quiet again.

Blood was flying around like a drizzle.All the magicians who were still alive were soaked in this rain of blood.Their faces were pale, and the hands holding their wands were trembling slightly.

Some people even collapsed in a pool of blood, gasping for air.

"What a pity." Beelzebub looked at the skeletons on the ground and said regretfully, "I didn't intend to kill them. You seem to lack some real understanding of a king of hell."

He looked at Leo and showed a warm smile, "But you should know now."

He looked around at the living magicians, tightened his smile, and his eyes became serious.

"You should understand that from the moment my true body steps into this land, a new era will come!

Soon after, the gods will resurrect like me, and they will enslave you again and make you believe in them.

Believe me, you will not be better off than being ruled by us at that time.

If the devil does not take you into consideration, the gods will become even more arrogant.

In this case, since the results are the same, why not surrender to us? "

Beelzebub's eyes glowed with unknown meaning.

“I need some agency in the world.

You are a minority among human beings, and you should be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

Surrender to me and you will get everything you want. "

He opened his hands and made a gesture of embracing the world, his eyes were wild and his tone was exciting.

"You will not have any restrictions, this world is your back garden, you can do whatever you want at any time!

Come on, this is your right! "

There is a natural line between humans and mythical creatures like themselves.

This is why the gods are willing to share their fragments of divine power with magicians.It is to allow them to become their own agents to communicate with humans.

This is also why there are so many demigods in Greek mythology who are a combination of humans and gods.Create a bridge of communication between humans and gods.

So for Beelzebub, these humans are indispensable if he wants to rule the world.

What the devil is best at is deceiving people, and the words he says are extremely inflammatory.

Leo did not speak, but some of the more courageous magicians knelt directly in a pool of blood and lowered their heads to Beelzebub.

A magician on the other side looked at his former colleague in disbelief.

"Daniel, Larkin!!?"

Beelzebub slowly raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the most special person among these people, namely Leo.

"how about you?"

(End of this chapter)