The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

Chapter 643 The Dark Duel summons his own fist, presenting an attacking posture!

not far away.

Devil, named 【Uylagus】, watched the sudden death of his colleague on the spot.

The panic in his heart immediately made him feel a little soft.

not long ago.

He was still annoyed that the other party had taken away his opportunity to perform.

Right now, looking at the other’s stiff corpse, I only felt extremely grateful in my heart.

Only a little while, the dead guy will be him.

For a time.

He is extremely grateful for the other party’s act of sacrificing himself and setting up the tank for him.

‘I will remember you…’

“What’s your name…”

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As the boss of the opponent, Wilmot, the anger in his heart was so much that it was about to overflow.

In other words, the anger has overflowed from his body, forming a layer of flame armor on the surface of his body.

In the flames on his body, in the high temperature emitted.

The temperature of the entire Great Hall began to soar frantically.

Not long after, many things that were originally cast from lava began to slowly melt like candy exposed to the sun.

But as the source of this anger, Wilmot’s eyes were a little hesitant, as if he was hesitating to do it.

The reason is due to the random blow of Orrjuga just now.

It made him feel a little confused.

Even with his strength, he couldn’t clearly see Olga’s attack…

This directly shows that the opponent’s strength has exceeded his estimation.

Wilmot couldn’t help but wonder whether he should pinch Olga…

Even though the benefits of that move are considerable, it is really unpredictable. If you don’t pay attention, you may be sailing on the spot…

But it is extremely difficult for him to recognize the identity and strength of the other party.

Because such a move is no different from dividing his own rights, and it makes him very unwilling…

No one wants to share their own rice bowls with strangers, especially the kind of strangers who are not pleasing to the eye.

Just as he was wondering what he should do, Olga’s next sentence played a key role.

I saw that after he looked at Wilmot for a few moments, he used a natural tone to preach to the audience in front of all the audience:

“I think your strength is okay, just come and be my running dog!”

The words were spoken.

The other Devils in the Great Hall immediately showed their peculiar expressions as if a mortal had seen a ghost.

Shocked one by one!

One is more incredible than one!

And because the opponent killed his own subordinates face to face, plus all the entanglements in his heart, Wilmot was somewhat uncertain.

After hearing the words, I suddenly felt that I had been insulted like never before!

The rage in my heart can’t be held any longer!

Without any hesitation.

It is about seven or eight meters in length, burning with raging flames, and engraved with countless runes on every corner.

Momentarily inspired by Wilmot, he escaped from an unknown depth and appeared in his hands.

This is a special artifact specially made for him by the dwarves.

The power is so powerful that it can be called horror!

In many cases, there is no need to perform the so-called wave, just insert it into the ground, and it can directly cause damage to the entire [Realm].

The environment is forcibly transformed into a fiery purgatory full of magma and flames!

It can be said that in the current [Endless Storm], the reason why the environment is so bad is that the effect of this weapon is simply indispensable.

The main purpose of Wilmot’s doing this is to create a home court advantage for himself, and to forcefully weaken Devil with other attributes, in order to maintain his own status forever.

At this moment, take out this weapon.

It also symbolizes his unending determination!

I saw Wilmot’s legs pushed hard on the ground!

With the powerful explosive power and the support of a large amount of Magic power, the hot flames gushing out from Wilmot’s legs, providing him with a fast advancing speed!

In such a sprint at full speed.

It’s just an insignificant moment.

His figure appeared directly in front of Olga.

At this moment, looking at Olga, who seemed to have never reacted, Wilmot raised the huge sword in his hand with a sullen expression, intending to slash it severely!

The intention was to split the guy in front of him who dared to be so disrespectful to him in one fell swoop!

However, he was burning with raging flames, as if a giant sword that could burn through the entire world, it was only a few tens of centimeters away that it could be cut to Orrga.

There has been no action.

It was as if Olga, who didn’t react at all under his super high speed, suddenly moved.

Under Wilmot’s gaze, the opponent clenched own fists at a speed far exceeding him.

Without any evasive intention at all, he shook his fist directly and greeted Own Jianfeng in the front!

At this moment, Wilmot, who knew the power of his weapon, almost didn’t laugh.

I just feel that the other party wants to die!

I don’t know what kind of power is contained in this fist of Olga.

[Body weaponization (the rigidity of the body and destructive straight line ascending)][Fatal destruction (all things that are hurt by you will be affected by the effect of deepening damage, including but not limited to artifacts, creatures, and souls)][Extremely hardened (According to your thoughts, your body will automatically harden, pierce the strong armor of the same level with your fingernails, it is definitely not a dream)][Constructive damage (Any Houtian product that has been forged, processed, assembled… will become extremely fragile in your attack and difficult to repair)][Crushing level strikes (your speed, power, soul, Magic power, perception, skills…Every time you surpass the opponent, the attack you make will have more practical effects)][Multi-dimensional attacks (Each round of your attacks can be launched from multiple dimensions, at the same time, without time difference)]

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With the blessing of dozens of talents and abilities, even though Olga’s fist made only one blow, it seemed to be several times, dozens of times, hundreds of times, thousands of times…

In this way, the layers of fists, in Wilmot’s eyes, directly touched his flame giantsword!

At that moment.

The tragedy happened!

It’s like a small flame from a lighter encountering a raging flame from a flamethrower.

The rune on the giant sword automatically starts to dissolve the moment the two meet.

Originally made of tens of thousands of special materials, the blade that can withstand countless Universe explosions has also been forcibly destroyed in series from the most basic structure!

In the end, under Wilmot’s gaze, which contained shock, sorrow, and incredible… Elementary particle unit!

Then, the non-stop fist was printed on his face!

From all dimensions, at the same time, he was dealt a tragic round of blows!

The total number is as many as 999,999 punches! !