fallen devil

Chapter 172 Chapter 1
The darkness filled the air, and several blood-stained figures rolled out. Their expressions were terrified, rolling and crawling.

"no, you can not--"

The scorpion tail glowed coldly, piercing the head of an assassin in an instant, the head exploded, and the shattered bones fell to the ground, stained with light green liquid, corroding and melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zizi, Zizi, the paladin next to him was trembling, enduring the pain of breaking his arm, and glared at Naniya in front of him.

"Professionals won't give in, don't think anyone is like you!"

His eyes were red, and he swung the sharp blade resolutely, piercing through his heart neatly, and his vision gradually blurred.

There are not many professionals like him who choose to commit suicide.

"I, I am willing to be the fallen."

Several professionals, including Barney the Barbarian, lowered their heads in humiliation, gritted their teeth, and endured the strong self-condemnation in their hearts.

Contrary to their expectations, what fell was not a strong evil breath, but a swift scorpion tail.

"what?"

The barbarian Banedi's face changed drastically, and he wanted to raise his weapon to resist, but unfortunately it was still a step too late.

The black shadow swallowed his consciousness, and he couldn't even feel the pain.

Pop, pop, the scorpion tail cracked their heads open, and pierced them one by one, throwing the bodies aside casually, spraying them with venom and corroding and melting them.

"You are not qualified."

Andariel, who was behind Naniya, glanced at him coldly. There were no surviving professionals here, and there were traces of blood and corrosion everywhere.

Cruel and tragic scene.

"This is?"

Suddenly, tears fell down Naniya's face in a trail.

She was startled for a moment, and then sneered, "Such a long period of suppression has not completely eliminated you. Your will is commendable."

"Then watch carefully."

A malicious smile replaced a sneer, and her expression was distorted and complex, mixed with sadness and laughter, a little funny and a little hideous.

After walking a few steps, the emotions belonging to Naniya disappeared completely, and Andariel's consciousness took the absolute lead again. She thought to herself: "Next...huh?"

There were bursts of aura that made her heart palpitate, and her green eyes flickered with hesitation.

There are not many breaths that can make her feel palpitations. Except for some high-level angels in the high-level heaven, there are only some famous demon kings left.But what she can be sure of is that she is the only one who dares to project the main consciousness into the human world to descend, except for the desperate Diablo.

So this breath is unreasonable.

What Andariel didn't know was that it belonged to the breath of the fallen lord, the greatest enemy of the demon soul who killed her twice.

"Or some guardians of the world..."

She frowned slightly. In any case, turning a blind eye is not the way to torture the queen. She doesn't need to be afraid of anything, because this is the last chance.

If she hesitated any longer, she could only accept her fate.

Boom, two shallow pits burst out on the ground under her feet, and her figure turned into a phantom and rushed into the distance.

···
A black and red figure descended from the sky like a meteorite, cracking the ground.

The bursting wind directly blew the two fallen people away, and they rolled to the ground with shocked expressions.

"What's going on?" "This concentration of evil breath, I can hardly breathe." "Sinking Lord, why is it so powerful?"

Suddenly, one of the fallen people reacted: "Damn it, Norster was stepped on by him!"

Kacha Kacha, Tang Ze walked out of the deep pit expressionlessly, his feet were covered with the blood of the fallen, and there were mushy flesh and blood.

The unlucky fallen barbarian was directly trampled to death by him.

He exudes an evil breath that moves all fallen people, and his powerful aura is comparable to that of Andariel.

"Owner."

Ten Iwamoto, who was in a fighting state, retreated without hesitation, and knelt down with a tall figure towards Tang Ze's place.

On the other side, Lv15 [Surging Burning Fire] also knelt down respectfully, which made the fallen ones more sure of the identity of the comer, who was undoubtedly the Fallen Lord.

The strength has improved too much?

They recalled the description of the Fallen Lord in the Rogue camp, which was much weaker than what they felt at the moment.

"Interesting, Andariel actually started to recruit professionals. Well, the strength is not enough, how about the quantity?"

Tang Ze smiled lightly, his figure turned into an ungraspable shadow, and his fierce fists rushed to the two fallen men who looked alert, and pierced their skulls the moment they realized it.

Bang bang, as if punching into tofu, the surging force was precise and fast, the fist pierced through their heads, but did not explode their heads.

Blood splattered all over the ground, Tang Ze casually threw the two corpses hanging on his thick forearms to his feet, and then released the Lv3 [Devil Rod], the sharp giant stick merged with the darkness, trying to escape Several fallen people couldn't react in time, they were smashed into meat paste, bang bang bang, puddles of blood overflowed from the paste.

Dealing with these degenerates whose fighting power is comparable to that of elite professionals is simply too crushing.

"This wiped out Andariel's minions?"

Tang Ze raised his eyebrows, feeling very funny.

Boom, boom, in an instant, he felt his heart beat faster, and a familiar yet unfamiliar breath came from a distance.

"Master, that should belong to these fallen ones—"

Iwamoto Ten also felt this uneasy atmosphere, and he considered his words.

"···"

Waving stopped Iwamoto Ten and Lv15 [Surging Burning Fire] from proactively stepping forward to investigate, Tang Ze calmly took steps, his power surged, and the darkness in his vision quickly dissipated.

A big red dot appeared on his map panel, which was consistent with the situation when he faced the souls of Diablo and Andariel.

However, to Tang Ze's surprise, a familiar face appeared in front of him.

Some long-term memories emerged, the green field filled with fire, the companions of the fallen demon running around and screaming, and the old wizard who was beheaded.

And the clear Canduran words, which he didn't understand at the time.

"A "wizard seed" like you is also a beast stained with the blood of our companions... because of you beasts..."

"Shut your mouth, disgusting smell."

Memories fade away like a tide.

Tang Ze narrowed his eyes. The appearance of the professional Naniya made him a little nostalgic, but what surprised him was that Andariel would actually be attached to her body.

"It really surprises me. The power of the devil, the power of the Horadrim, and a little bit of the devil's source power. You actually balance the three."

Naniya looked at Karasawa in front of her as if she had discovered a new world, and marveled, "Well, so that's it, you were the one who killed my clone...and Diavolo's?"

At the same time, the dark gold team of the Countess arrived late, appearing from behind Tang Ze.

"Karia Susanna."

Seeing those dark gold fallen female gunmen and dark gold fallen Rogge, Naniya's eyes turned cold in an instant, "You did much more than I expected."

She seemed to have a lot to say, but Tang Ze obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with her.

"Your nonsense is much more than I imagined."

Tang Ze's face was calm, and a terrifying demon phantom formed behind him, faintly overwhelming the demon phantom behind Naniya.

(End of this chapter)