The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 594 Welcome to hell!

After seeing the strength of the mighty Dark Night Mercenaries, everyone present had to take a few steps back.

Facing the threat of death, no one would rush forward in a foolish manner. Negative emotions such as fear, worry, and fear in the bottom of their hearts appeared on everyone's faces.

"Huyong, is this the duel you hoped for?" Chu Mo's voice came from behind very clearly.

Everyone's complexion changed slightly.

Indeed, it is too embarrassing to say that the other party was clearly invited to a duel, but in the end they sent a large army to encircle and suppress them.

"Eliminating the demons and saving the mainland is my duty!" Hu Yong was definitely not a fool, he knew that Chu Mo would make such a move, so he hurriedly waved his arms, exuding his own strong fighting spirit, and shouted loudly.

"The Temple of Light has always taken the mission of destroying devils; Your Majesty's extermination of devils today is really a blessing to the people of the mainland!" The Pope, an old god, immediately pretended to be a master, and said in a deep voice with a compassionate face.

Before the words were finished, the priests, bishops, and priests all around clasped their fists in front of their chests as if praying, and suddenly a large amount of white light rose up, dazzling Chu Mo and his party...

"The old god stick's nonsense is pretty beautiful..." Barnik rolled his dead fish eyes and said disdainfully while standing aside.

"Chu Mo, do you really think that with your own strength, you can run rampant in the land of gods and demons?" The pope's golden body stood in the air, and the bright light illuminated the entire sky.

Facing the Pope's question, Chu Mo didn't move at all. His eyes, which were opened just now, were closed again.

Does he even disdain the Pope?

"This guy is really arrogant!" Many people were whispering.

Seeing the pope standing in the air, Barnik yelled with a sinister smile: "Old God Stick of Light, your strength is very strong, let us brothers try it!"

"Just you?" the pope asked coldly.

Eyes full of disdain...

"You have to die!" Nabalu was very dissatisfied with this disdainful look, and immediately read in his ice-cold voice.

"Magic Sword? Good! I also want to try your skills!" The Pope squinted his eyes, looked at Nabalu and smiled.

Nabanick, Kadi, and Hans walked towards Hu Yong, Gu **, and the archbishop and the high priest respectively.

"Big bus, you take care of that big magic stick, these little magic sticks, and the little ants will be dealt with by the three of us!"

"Ah..." Many people turned pale with fright when they heard Barnick's words, and screamed.

There is no way, the way these brothers killed people just now is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

At this moment, the three gods of death were going to deal with him, and no one would casually take his own life as a joke, so each of them looked like a dead old woman.

Although the two archbishops and the two high priests stood upright and seemed to be very calm, in fact, under the wide robes, their feet were shaking non-stop.

He secretly cursed in his heart why the three seraphs hadn't shown up yet.

Perhaps their prayers had worked.

A large number of bright white elements suddenly appeared in the sky.

Relatively speaking, this bright element is purer and stronger than that used by the Pope and the priests.

"Battle Angel Michael, Angel of Wind Randekiel, Angel of Light Gabriel, you are here again!" Chu Mo's spiritual sense could understand all this keenly, and he immediately discovered the presence of the light magic element in the air The concentration and the aura of the three seraphs made him quickly know who was coming, so he slowly opened his eyes and looked up to the sky with some joy.

Three human figures appeared in the white light, and one of them said to Chu Mo coldly: "You humble human being, this time you are definitely not so lucky to escape easily!"

"You don't want to leave easily this time." Chu Mo replied in a colder tone.

The air temperature is dropping sharply.

The murderous aura is spreading.

Nabalu, the Pope and the others all took a few steps back for the time being.

Now the real battle is about to begin.

The light gradually diminished, and finally the appearance of three seraphim clearly appeared in the sky.

Still the same as four years ago, with six pairs of pure white wings, silver armor, golden hair, and extremely handsome face...

"This must be your biggest trap, right?" Chu Mo glanced around coldly, and suddenly asked with an evil smile.

"There are three seraphim adults here, none of you can leave alive." After seeing the seraphim, the fat man Gu ** pointed at Chu Mo and the others excitedly, full of viciousness, his face Said ferociously.

"You're right, none of them can leave alive..." Chu Mo smiled, the smile was still so evil, but he was talking and laughing, but it made everyone present feel a sense of fear.

A few soldiers tried to leave quietly, but a "swoosh..." sounded through the air.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that an iron arrow had been pierced into the heads of three soldiers. The three of them fell to the ground together, blood gushing out like a fountain. Trembling from time to time...

This scene was very bloody and terrifying. A thin and small figure appeared in the distance, holding a huge black bow tightly in his hand.

"Confused Archer Bean!" The Pope read with a livid face.

"What you just said is just the opposite. It's not that none of us can leave alive, but you!" Kadi said very softly to the pope and others.

As he spoke, he showed his warm smile to everyone...

It's just that when everyone sees his smile now, they don't feel warm. On the contrary, they feel the cold breath...

Fear from the bottom of my heart...

"Since you like to call me a devil, everyone, you are welcome to hell!" Chu Mo said with an evil smile, with his arms outstretched.

He looked like a host, receiving his guests with a big smile on his face.

It's just that this master's smile is too evil. If he had two horns on his head, a pair of wings on his back, a tail on his buttocks, and a steel fork in his hand, he would definitely be a demon from hell...

"Hell welcomes you very much!" Barnick also smiled sinisterly, holding two daggers emitting a faint blue light in his hands at some point...

Hans's smile is still so terrifying, his face is full of flesh, the white priest's robe, and the bloodthirsty iron rod with a hideous face...

The cold Nabalu, with his sword in its sheath, stood quietly aside. Although he didn't speak much, the chill emanating from his body should not be underestimated.

The archer Bean in the distance looks thin and weak, but his huge bow is not something anyone can handle casually.

"Hell, is this really your own hell?" Many people are already beating their hearts...

(End of this chapter)