The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

Chapter 82

There is no communication.

Olga’s fist hit Emerson with absolute speed and strength in the next instant.

At a height of more than six meters, his legs are about the same thickness as the opponent’s waist, and it looks like an adult beating a primary school student visually.

A fist is like hitting someone with a big hammer, the fist is almost as big as the opponent’s head.

Seeing that he was about to hit own fist, Emerson felt the smell of being unable to hold on, his face changed immediately.

Years of combat experience made him know that at this distance, he would never be able to hide in the usual way, so he turned the sharp blade in his hand very directly, and cut it directly against the edge of Olga’s arm, wanting Peel off the meat directly. The foot is a strong kick to make own body levitate, using the sharp edge of the hand as a fulcrum to directly turn the body directly above the opponent’s arm.

When the weapon in his hand pierced the opponent’s arm, Emerson clearly felt the curse effect attached to his weapon had an effect, but the hardness of the armor on the opponent’s body surprised him. Although I pierced in with my best efforts, it seemed extremely difficult to pierce in more.

There is a feeling of forcibly cutting [semi-artifact].

So without any hesitation, he directly controlled the weapon in his hand, and poured all the toxins stored in it into the small wound.

All this is slow to say, but it only happened in an instant. Before Emerson adjusted his posture in the air again, Orrgana was infused into the wound of toxins by him. A slender blood vessel stretched out at the speed of covering the ears. It plunged into Emerson’s arm like a viper ready to go, and injected its contents into the opponent’s body.

In the face of this sudden situation, the magic in Emerson’s body instantly burst from the inside of that arm under his control.

With a lot of blood spilled, that arm was completely disconnected.

After Olga took a look at the blood vessels retracted by himself, most of the wounds on his arm had been healed, and he didn’t care about the residual toxins left in his body, and with malicious intent, he said to the dark elf in front of him: “Very decisive. Well, I still want to inject all those toxins back for you…”

If the weapon in the opponent’s hand carries a special effect of exorcism, he may be slightly jealous, but if it is just curses and toxins, it is basically nothing to him.

As Devil, Xiantian is extremely resistant to toxins and curses, and with the blessing of his natural ability, this ability has gained sufficient Ascension.

Except for a few poisons and curses, most of these two types of things are just nourishment for him.

Not only will it not harm him, but it will also replenish his energy and physical strength.

But the dark elf in front of him was different. Although his race had good resistance to toxins and curses, it was still a few grades worse than Olga.

Moreover, the things Orjuga just injected into the opponent through his own blood vessels, in addition to the toxin contained in the opponent’s blade, there is also a powerful plague that comes with his natural ability.

It is a special product that can poison elemental creatures alive.

It can be said that if the opponent’s movements are slowed down by even one-tenth of a second, he will be dead.

“Asshole…”

Seeing the severed arm around him that had become sore in a second or two, Emerson felt both irritated and thankful.

As a demigod, his body’s various resistances are definitely not weak, but that arm can quickly decompose into this shape with a portion of energy remaining, which shows that what has just been injected is by no means simple. Slow action will never end well.

Raising the sharp blade in his hand with one hand, Emerson’s vigilance has reached the highest level. He knows that the slightest slack will lead to his own death. He secretly uses the hidden communication props and wants to delay the rescue.

Olga, who didn’t know the other party’s plan, didn’t directly attack the opponent who had already set up a posture, but like a beast that was hunting, turning around the opponent without a single sound.

With evil interest on his face, he uttered a joke: “You are in this world, should you be called a demigod? According to the level of strength, your level should be higher than mine. If you weren’t just now After hitting me, I was too careless. You definitely shouldn’t be so unbearable.”

Hearing the latter paragraph, Emerson’s expression was slightly stunned, only to realize that Orchga was only a [Middle Devil]. After a while of silence, he slowly replied: “…So what, no matter who it is. When there is always a mistake, there is nothing wrong with paying the price for the owner carelessly.”

Having said that, after all, it was just a self-comfort to lose or not to lose, but it was inevitable that I felt regret in my heart.

Although Orrjuga has no way of knowing this, he can still vaguely guess the general idea. After turning around two more times, watching him still standing still staring at the other party, the abuse in his eyes is even more obvious. NS.

I saw him pointing, and the broken arm beside the opponent said:

“Forgot to tell you one thing.

The thing I just injected you with, although the effect is similar to poison, it is essentially a plague that can be transmitted through the air. It can enter the host body through the skin, although the effect will be much worse than nothing in that case. Just inject the virus stock directly on it.

If you count the time, it should be effective soon…”

As soon as the voice fell, Emerson’s unattractive face immediately stiffened, his pale face suddenly became a little red, and the various sense organs of the body began to slow down rapidly.

Sudden physical conditions, although far from achieving the effect of death, can be recovered by taking some time to adjust the body, but at this moment, these negative conditions are completely fatal factors.

In the face of his flaws, Olga, who had been waiting for a long time, did not hesitate, and directly stretched out own big hand and took off the opponent’s head, wanting to take off the opponent’s head in one fell swoop, without giving him any chance.

Facing his this strike, although Emerson felt dizzy, he still tried to forcibly activate the power in his body to escape into the shadow world, but just after mobilizing his power, he felt that there were a lot of Impurities in his body, and he was doing nothing at all. Although it can take a bit of time to clear them out, it’s clear that there is no time now…

Just when he himself thought that he was dying, a stream of golden light rushed directly towards Olga’s head from more than ten kilometers away, trying to stop the action in his hand.

Facing the arrival of him, Orjuga ignored him, his hand still pinched the opponent’s neck without stopping.

“Crack…”

It was the sound of broken bones in the neck.

The opponent’s neck was torn off.

“Boom!”

And the golden light also hit Olga’s face mercilessly, causing a violent explosion.