A quiet clearing appeared on the huge front, which was about a circle with a radius of more than 100 meters. There were only two people standing among the flying dust and the weapons and armor that kept falling to the ground.
One of them was an old man, holding a finger, and the blue flames never went out. Under his thick eyebrows, he looked at Fitch with wise eyes. Six white wings and the appearance of the Seraphite, standing among the devil's legion? This is the greatest humiliation to hell, but hell did not show any disgust.
"In hell but not evil? He looks like an angel but not kind. He only insists on an unbreakable order in his heart?" The old man's eyes flashed, as if he had seen the strangest and most interesting thing in the world. He focused his attention, his eyes penetrated Feichi's skin, and directly saw the burning soul fire. "Divine Arts? He is actually a priest, but he is the kind of priest without gods... This is simply incredible. Could it be another trap set by Adi Motils for me?"
My thoughts were turning rapidly, but to the outside world, I just blinked my eyes.
"Freak, with great chance, but it may also be some necessity." The old man said the obscure words and walked forward. Suddenly, he reached out to cover his stomach, bent down in pain, and his whole body became weaker and weaker in the violent tremor. He coughed out a mouthful of purple blood, ablated a small pit on the ground, and the breath of hell was emitted from it.
"Asmotils..." the old man cursed. He supported himself with his cane and looked up at Feich. "I fell into your trap, and I will not be ashamed of being hit by another one. Besides, this trap may allow me to escape..."
Feiqi felt great danger under the old man's gaze, but he still couldn't move. He could only watch the old man shake his fingers, and the magic fluctuations formed by the space spell also appeared.
The old man wanted to teleport out of here, but an energy filled with hell aura interfered with the teleportation again. It was this energy that brought the old man over here. Feiqi now suspected that it was this power that caused a major error in his teleportation. At this moment, he found that the old man used some kind of bondage spell to connect the two of them together, and the teleportation spell that was soaked by the hell aura also entangled him!
"Let's go, go! Just go by yourself, it's nothing for me!" Feiqi shouted, but to no avail. In a dazzling flash, he was pulled into the teleportation space vortex by the old man.
In just a blink of an eye, he found himself appearing on a barren and empty plain. The gloomy lead-colored clouds were like mountains above his head; the sky was a faint blood-red, and there was an unsettling light in the gaps between the clouds.
The earth is extremely flat, and you can't see a mountain, but there are deep canyons everywhere. Feiqi landed on the edge of a canyon, and the wind blew from the depths of the canyon, with a strong breath of hell, with a faint whine and scream. Looking down, even the vision enhanced by Hawkeye meditation can't see the bottom of the canyon at all. And such a deep canyon that stretches for thousands of kilometers is like a crack on porcelain, spreading everywhere on the plain.
Feiqi found that he could move, so he quickly stood up and avoided the cliff formed by the canyon. The ground was hard rocks, and the hot gravel had sharp edges, which hurt Feiqi's feet. This was the tough skin of the demon, and he was actually injured by the stone? There was only one place in the whole hell that could be so cruel.
"We are on the ninth floor of Hell. It seems that the King of Hell must pursue me." The old man was just a few steps away from Feich. While speaking, he pointed his fingers burning with blue flames at the top of his cane, wrapping the flames like sticky glue. "Listen, his footsteps are getting closer and closer."
"I didn't hear any footsteps, I only heard an old man saying something inexplicable!" Feiqi found that he had gained control of his body, so he was ready to cast his spell to leave.
"There is Astimors' spell trap here, and any teleportation will only return here. This refers to the ninth level of hell, and is not sure where it will be." The old man looked at Fitch: "Until the King of Hell gets what he wants, otherwise you will not be able to leave this trap."
"In my opinion, what he wants to catch is you, I am just an ordinary devil." Feiqi shook his wings and turned into a devilish form with two black wings. At the same time, he also raised a finger, and the magic spell formed a ball of light to the sky, and exploded into a huge hell rune at a height of about two hundred meters, saying: Lord Demon King, the old man is here.
In hell, never go against Asmotils, this is an iron rule. This old man is hiding from the king of hell, so his strength is obviously lower than that of the king of hell. Although the old man is right in front of him, he can take Feiqi's life at any time. However, after thinking, Feiqi thought that attracting the demon king as soon as possible could scare him away, which is a relatively safe strategy.
"Your spell is very good, and you can change your form perfectly. I guess you are a shapeshifter?" The old man said while busy wrapping the blue "glue" around the top of the wooden stick. He was sweating profusely and his face turned pale. "You are unharmed in my balance of order, and you are not my believer or voter; you are not an angel or a devil, and you do not choose between good and evil; you do not worship any gods, and believe that the power of the gods is only part of the world order..."
"Are you sure you want to continue talking nonsense instead of running away? Although it will be on Nethers (the ninth floor of Hell), you can at least change your position. Or do you want to try jumping down the deep valley? There seems to be no bottom below..."
"All the canyons here have bottoms. If the nine-level hell is not bottoms, isn't it just a bottomless abyss?" The old man finally stopped entangling his blue energy. He wiped away the sweat from his forehead with force, then looked at Feiqi and smiled: "When you called the King of Hell just now, I could interrupt your spell at any time - but I didn't do this. Your choice is very decisive and smart. I will do the same thing when I get along in another place. You are too like me, which makes you a perfect container."
"What..." Feiqi hadn't heard what the old man was saying, and suddenly suffered a heavy blow in his stomach! The old man seemed to be able to slow down time and then acted normally in it, which made Feiqi unable to react to his attack at all. The old wooden stick poked heavily on Feiqi's belly, and the blue flame at the top of the stick immediately climbed up, covering Feiqi's body.
In an instant, countless knowledge rushed towards Feichi's brain, and he could not accept it at all. The soul chose the feeling closest to this state for Feichi. The ever-changing unknown runes appeared green, falling from top to bottom like a rainstorm, leaving behind a series of trajectories. Feichi was strangling as if he was strangled to his throat. Now he understood that this old man was a spell god from a certain world, and he had just stuffed his divine power into Feichi's body.
Feiqi was completely unable to control this power. It was like stuffing an orange into the sparrow's mouth, which was a big deal. Even if the divine power had an explanation of how to use it, it did not have the gradual improvement before, and this knowledge was just a part of the garbled waterfall. It was a miraculous exception that Feiqi was not burst out at the first time: he was very close to the old man in many aspects, he had no god of faith, and his body was very tough.
Control the body! Control the body! Feiqi knew that he could not accept such strong divine power (relative to him), so he completely withdrew his influence on it. Whether it was trying to perceive or learn, nor did he resist or accept it, Feiqi let it go, just as if the divine fire did not exist. He focused on the body, and in this instinctive and familiar field, he gradually regained control.
"Take me as bait!" Although Feiqi's vision was blurry, he still saw the old man starting to cast spells again. This time his spell was not as fast and powerful as before, and seemed to be full of flaws in Feiqi's eyes. Well? Could this strange feeling come from the blue divine fire on his body? Although he felt that the old man was flawed everywhere, it was a pity that Feiqi could not really grasp any of them.
The old man nodded to Fitch with a calm expression, and then his figure began to slowly disappear. Run? Fitch is not such a generous person! Although his whole body is stiff and unable to move his hands and feet, he still has the same weapon!
"Desire Whip Fleet!" Feiqi didn't care about his image anymore and fired his hair out. Desire Whip can create long swords, long bows and long whips to fight. Specifically, it turned into a pit sword and its ability to fire lightning, as well as shooting hair into piercing and entangling the enemy. This will cause a large reduction in his hair, and he will be bald two or three times. Although he will grow again soon, Feiqi has always disliked this ability.
Just as a porcupine ejaculated the thorn on his body, Feich's hair suddenly enveloped the old man! Looking at the old man's eyes widened instantly, Feich began to like this trick for the first time. His hair inherited the tenacity of the demon, piercing the old man's skin like a real steel needle, piercing his face. For a moment, removing the white-bearded and white hair, the remaining face was covered with black hair, and blood dripping to the ground.
"Haha, haha!" Feiqi laughed happily, but the next moment, the divine fire burned again, and the pain caused by the stimulation strangled Feiqi's throat, pressing all the remaining laughter back. The old man shook his head, got rid of Feiqi's hair, and disappeared completely in sight. The hair fell to the ground, spontaneously ignited without fire, and disappeared completely.
"Old man! It's good luck to not be entangled with you!" Feiqi cursed in his heart. The old man obviously used the strategy of surviving the tail and regarded Feiqi as the twisting tail. The violently burning divine fire radiated outward with extremely powerful energy fluctuations. In Asmotils's perception, it was definitely like a lighthouse, which was much more obvious than the illusion text in the sky!
The next development of the situation can be easily analyzed: what can be used as bait must be something that the devil is pursuing - this body of divine fire is Feiqi's death talisman. If the King of Hell arrives, how likely will he choose to slowly and safely withdraw these divine fires because he is concerned about Feiqi's life? How can the devil be patient when the old man has not yet been captured? Therefore, this may be infinitely close to zero! Feiqi understands that if he does not save himself, he will die next!
"Mr. Demon King, I will be your most loyal servant this time." Feiqi ignored the body that had begun to appear cracks, but focused all his will on the palm of his left hand and began to summon the Hell Lord's gem.
A blood-red heart-shaped gem appeared in his hand. The Hell Lord Gem was also used as a soul gem by Feiqi, and there was also a divine power of the horn angel. "Go in... go in..." Feiqi tried hard to turn his right wrist and let the cat-knife stick turn slowly until he touched the Hell Lord Gem. "Sorry, I never need you to cast Hell spells, but this time there is nothing I can do."
With the help of the cat-touch stick, Feiqi can save the casting of spells and the selection of runes in the magic matrix, so he can drive the spell ritual when his body is difficult to move. The evil hell runes form the divine extraction ritual in the Painted Book. The cat-touch stick comes from the source of the god kingdom of the kind goddess and does not like the evil runes of hell. But in order to save Feiqi, it does not care about its own likes and dislikes.
The blue divine fire is currently in a state of unblocking. Feiqi cannot control it at all, and it has not been able to successfully merge into Feiqi's body, which makes it lack much resistance in the evil ritual created by Asmotils. As the blue flame is sucked into the gem, the pressure on Feiqi's body becomes lighter and lighter, and the power he can use becomes more and more.
So under Feiqi's control, the speed of divine fire transfer continued to accelerate until it was thrown into the soul gem. The original red gem has now turned purple, and the temperature has slowly increased, and it began to tremble faintly. "Can't bear it? This won't turn into a bomb, right?" Feiqi has no knowledge of this, so he can only guess what will happen later.
A powerful evil force came from afar. When all the devil felt this power, they would immediately understand: Asmotils, the king of hell, was approaching. Feiqi looked down at himself. The devil's blood was constantly oozing out of the cracks in his skin. He looked extremely miserable now - this was so good!
The old man's divine power, Fitch, didn't want at all, especially in front of the devil. The soul gem must be given, but before Asmotils arrives, there may be time to perform a simple ceremony, and everything is ready-made.
He took out the crystal cluster and placed it on the soul gem. He had done this ritual dozens of times in various experiments. At this time, as long as he was bold and careful and operated carefully, he would definitely be able to complete it.
There is no divine fire entering the crystal crystal cluster. You can only extract a little trait and influence the crystal crystal cluster in the form of temporary divine power. Feiqi must not only concentrate on controlling the ritual, but also distract from the increasingly obvious evil aura of the demon king. Perhaps it was just baptized by the divine fire of a spellcaster god, and he pushed the ritual to a perfect level.
Chapter completed!