The Chainsaw Man, but the Darkin Sword Demon

"Huh?" Mu Bai was even more surprised, "Have you reached some kind of agreement with the demon of hell?"

"You can understand that."

"That means you can often borrow its power in the future?"

"Almost—as long as there are sacrifices."

"Don't poke the needle..." Mubai has already made up his mind, and from time to time he will ask the other party to call the devil of hell to send him to hell to have a buffet, and then take the hell bus to go home.

perfect.

"That's the end of the chat, let's take a look at the enemy in front of us first." Mazima smiled and pointed to the hungry demon who had just recovered from his senses not far away, "She is plotting to unite with the top leaders of the United States to our detriment, please trouble me Kill her, Xiaobai."

"As you wish." Mubai nodded in agreement, and then dragged the nearly two-meter-long giant sword slowly towards the hungry demon.

At this time, he is already in the form of great destruction, with a height far beyond ordinary people and a dark red carapace covering his whole body, which is very oppressive. Coupled with the pair of devil horns and devil wings, he looks more like a devil than a devil.

The hungry demon didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and immediately put on a defensive posture - in hell, it is impossible to escape, so he can only fight to the death.

With a wave of her hands, several "mirrors" appeared out of thin air, enveloping her tightly from five directions, front, back, left, right, up, without leaving any gaps.

These "mirrors" are naturally one of her most commonly used abilities-damage reflection.

Mu Bai also knew this very well, but he still walked towards the opponent firmly, and then slowly raised the giant sword in his hand.

"Xiaobai?" Maqima raised her eyebrows and reminded again: "Those mirror-like things will reflect your attacks, I think you should use other methods to attack her—for example, destroy the ground under her feet first." , or find a way to get past those mirrors."

"No need." Mu Bai shook his head.

The hungry demon suddenly had a bad feeling.

She finally started to get nervous, and her tone was not as calm as before: "I will transfer all your attacks on me to [Domination]...you will kill her."

"Really? I think you will transfer the damage to me—you and I both know that Miss Machima is half immortal." Mu Bai shook his head and raised the giant sword above his head.

"Then you will die for her." The Hunger Demon was still trying to persuade the other party to turn against him, "Even if you don't die, she will do something to you... [Dominator] is the most cunning and evil of the four of us , those who work for her will die in her hands sooner or later, you might as well cooperate with me, I promise everything you want..."

"Everything you want? I'm sorry, Maqima can give me everything I want." Mu Bai shook his head again, and then swung the Darkborn Demon Sword vigorously.

Boom-!

The moment the blade touched the mirror, there was a loud noise, and Mu Bai's body was cut in two as if cut by an invisible sharp blade.

But he didn't stop because of this, instead he threw the Darkborn Demon Sword again while falling backwards.

Boom-!

Another sword hit the mirror, and his body was completely shattered.

As he expected, a crack appeared on the mirror surface, and then quickly spread around until the entire "mirror" broke apart.

Yes, the "mirror that can reflect all attacks" actually has a storage limit.

To be honest, before the mirror exploded, Mu Bai wasn't sure about this, and he didn't even have the slightest reasonable basis—he was purely guessing.

In his opinion, if there is no upper limit to this almost invincible defense ability, then even if the demon of hunger can grind to death any existence including the demon of darkness, why should he "be an official" in the United States?This is completely unreasonable.

Her defense must have an upper limit.

Even if he didn't, he didn't have to pay a big price for such a reckless move - wouldn't he just be cut into a puddle of flesh by the rebounding attack, and he could recover casually.

"You really broke through the defense of [Hunger]... You surprised me again, Xiaobai." Mazima smiled and clapped her hands, then picked up the pieces of meat on the ground and put them together again. .

With her help, Mu Bai was "reborn" again soon.

Looking back at the hungry demon, she stood there without the "mirror", with disbelief written all over her face.

After a while, she showed a bitter smile again.

"Okay, I'm resigned to my fate." She sighed, then picked up the giant sword on the ground and handed it to Mubai. "Let me die decently, will you?"

"Yes." Mu Bai did not refuse this small request - the other party's appearance of going to death calmly was very elegant, and he also hoped that the other party would maintain this elegance after death.

The blade was raised high in front of his eyes and was about to fall. The hungry demon whispered to Mu Bai at the last moment of his life:

"What I said just now didn't lie to you, it was [Domination] who lied to you... I didn't intend to harm you, let alone unite with any high-level American—I didn't even reveal my true identity in front of human beings."

"I don't know why [Domination] wants to kill me, but I know...the people who work for her will not end well in the end."

"I wish you a long journey, Mr. Mubai."

puff--!

The blade fell and the head fell to the ground.

The gushing blood sprinkled in the air, reflecting Mazima's warm smile.

as usual……

[WEB] Chapter 26 Aatrox is speeding through an epic level: Shuo Shuo

The demon of hunger is dead.

He died so gracefully, without hysterical roaring or questioning, but accepted death calmly and actively.

As one of the "Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse", she failed to make any waves in this chaotic and sick world.

She only caused a little wave in Mubai's heart.

Her last words made Mu Bai a little concerned—of course, it was only "somewhat".

As the saying goes: When a person is about to die, his words are also good.Mu Bai didn't understand the deep meaning of the words that the demon of hunger said before he died, and he didn't want to think about those problems that cost him a lot of brain cells, but...

He really felt that the beautiful woman beside him was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

For Macchima, her ideals are always greater than everything else.

She is not a simple, beautiful woman... Her castle is deeper than the deepest abyss in the world.

Her plan to kill the demon of hunger had succeeded, and she showed a relieved smile at this time.

"Xiao Bai, what's wrong with you?"

Under the endless sprawling hell, in the eternal silence, a woman's gentle and melodious voice resounded, like a beautiful piano sound, and like a bewitching pendulum, constantly lingering in Mubai's ears.

She didn't turn her head to look at him, but she had already discovered the thoughts written on his face.

"Don't you believe me? The deceiver is the demon of hunger, and you should understand—I will never hurt you, because you are my love."

"Well, I understand." Mu Bai shook his head, "I don't believe you, nor doubt you... I'm too lazy to think about those things, I don't care."

"Well, can you sit here with me for a while?"

"Here? Hell?"

"Uh-huh."

"OK."

Mu Bai stretched his waist, and the dark-born form was released immediately, and he patted his buttocks and sat on the ground with his shirtless upper body.

Machima didn't care about such trivial matters as the floor being dirty, she just sat down and snuggled up.

The two sat back to back quietly, and their hands were put together at some point.

"Just sit like this... I will call you when the time is up." Mazima said softly.

"En." Mu Bai nodded, and looked around again.

The few innocent people who were brought down by the way were "reporting to keep warm" at the moment, looking around in horror, for fear that something would suddenly rush out of this strange environment and kill them—especially the deep and terrifying darkness among.

The other two demon hunters who signed a contract with the devil of hell looked calm - because they had been "dominated" and had no sense of autonomy at all.

and also……

The corpse of a hungry demon.

A decapitated headless corpse.

This is a good thing... Mu Bai stretched out his hand and poked the corpse while thinking.

It's not cool yet, you can serve it hot.

First use the power of the darkin to turn it into a ball of meat... only blood, flesh and bones are left, and no other parts are left... that's it.

crunch...

Hmm... As expected of the Hungry Demon, one of the Four Horsemen, both the taste and the taste are much better than those of the lowly demons... Very pure demon meat, not mixed with anything related to humans...

Not bad.

With one hand, Mu Bai was holding hands with the demon of domination, one of the four knights, and with the other hand he was holding the demon of hunger, one of the four knights. The scene was very strange.

The few passers-by were stunned, and even a young lady couldn't help but vomited out on the spot.

"Is it delicious, Xiaobai?" Maqima asked suddenly.

"It's not bad." Mu Bai replied frankly, "It tastes similar to the meat of the demon of war, and it is the best among demon meat."

"As long as you like it."

"Ah."

As the two continued to sit quietly, Mazima's hand tightened even tighter—fingers intertwined, heralding the blessing of never parting.

Mu Bai almost fell asleep.

He didn't know how long he sat back to back with Machima in Hell, he just knew it must have been a long time.

The roars and low roars of the demons are constantly heard in hell. The darkness is full of dangers, but none of the demons dare to step forward—maybe they are afraid of becoming someone’s dinner, or they are afraid of the coercion of the dominating demons. step forward.

There is no difference between day and night in hell, and there will always be only the scarlet and gridded "sky" covering this "continent".

Mubai was a little sleepy.

Until Maqima beside him suddenly took his hand and stood up.

"It's time, Xiaobai."

Mazima stretched out a slender white jade finger and brushed across the opponent's chest, then looked at the two island agents not far away—that is, the two demon hunters who had signed a contract with the devil of hell .

Her lips trembled slightly again, but the voice came from those two mouths.

"O demon of hell...I offer you my all, please take all life within a 50-meter radius centered on me out of hell..."

The voice fell, and the demon appeared.

The familiar giant hand fell from the sky, grasping everyone and the ground under their feet.

Immediately afterwards, there was another round of dizziness.

Everyone's consciousness has become extremely chaotic, and they can only sway freely in the chaos.

I don't know how long it took before the feeling of confusion gradually dissipated.

Mubai opened his eyes, and everything around him returned to its original state - the bright and tidy ceiling, the chandelier emitting warm light, the blood-stained corridor, the broken corpses and pieces of meat...

I'm back, people.

The two demon hunters who traded with the demons of hell had already lost their lives, leaving no flesh and blood, only two complete bones lying on the ground.

The others were not affected, they all ran away screaming.

Mazima patted the dust off her body, and looked around with a pair of beautiful amber eyes.

She saw a lot of people—security guards, students, and professors at the Wolff Demon Hunter School.

Obviously, these people came to check the situation after hearing the movement.

They saw the body of the old principal, and heard that the honorary principal, Ms. Al, was attacked by agents of the enemy country.

There is no doubt that the two people standing in front of them at this moment are the "enemy country agents" they are looking for.

"Raise your hands and surrender!"

A professor yelled and used his ability to contract demons at the same time-his teeth became long and sharp, and his eyes became red, just like the original vampire in the movie.

Others also showed their weapons or abilities one after another, vowing to take down the two in front of them.

And Maqima just took Mu Bai's arm calmly, "Xiao Bai, let's go home, it's getting late."

"En." Mu Bai on the side nodded, and then glanced at the wall clock on the wall.

27:[-] p.m.

Only about six hours had passed since they entered hell.