Under the seven-layer lead-gray sky of Hell, the clone of the demon king Asmotils and Fitch were illuminated by red lightning, and the two demons stood opposite each other. One was the tall and strong Demon of the Deep, and the other was the long-horned red man wrapped in a dress. Both sides issued a declaration of victory, but the final victory was not determined by a verbal dispute.
"Any devil in hell must accept my rule and obey my orders, otherwise he must die." Asmotils said to Fitch: "Either obey or be my enemy. This is the rule of hell. There cannot be two devils here."
"I agree." Feiqi nodded, "You are the demon king of hell, and I will not fight with you. But has the rules of hell said that there must be a king in hell? Is it clear that it can or must be there?
"Hehehe, you found a blind spot." Asmotils said: "If you had this thinking pattern and thinking ability in the first place before I came to hell, you would be qualified to compete with me. But I have come and you would not have a chance."
"Forget it, I can't tell you clearly. You don't know the difference between yourself and your body, you don't have that kind of vision. The area you are now open is empty, and you can't decide the final outcome of this battle."
"As long as I destroy you, the battle will end." Asmotils bowed slightly to Fitch and said with a wicked smile: "The polite part is almost done, can it be started?"
"Of course." Feiqi transformed a spirit coin out of thin air and bounced it into the air with his fingers. The spirit coin with golden and red color was spinning, making a buzzing sound in the dry and hot wind of hell.
"I like this opening." Asmotils took a step back and pulled out a ruby ​​scepter from the void. It was a thick golden scepter, like a heavy hard-headed hammer, with many gems inlaid, but the giant ruby ​​at the top was the most eye-catching. He shook the ruby ​​scepter to express his threat, and Feige pointed to his head, probably "If you have the ability, smash it up."
The spirit coin was spinning, and before it landed, Asmotils and Feige took action at the same time. The two gentlemen abide by the hell rules of "interest priority", and neither side felt that there was any problem with their behavior and each other.
Asmotils widened his eyes, and his red pupils radiated out a cold stare. This is a short-distance ability, called "cold" by the Demon King, but in fact it uses a more difficult time force to control. It can slow down time in a fan-shaped area with a radius of 15 meters, causing the opponent to fall into a slow quagmire. If you are exposed to this time effect, you will not be able to get rid of it for at least an hour. The frost covering the skin is just the surface effect of this slow stare, making people mistakenly think that elemental protection level spells can play a good role.
At the same time, the Demon King released his rank suppression and cursed Feich with fear and weakness. He also released the hell rune spells on Feich at an astonishing speed, including dismantling spells, implosion and dimensional anchors. Feich is a powerful space mage, and the Demon King has long known this. He arranged dimensional anchor spells in all tactics where the highest priority is to prevent Feich from using space spells to make profits.
The hell rune also lit up on him, including protective element energy, spell resistance and order shield. This set of smooth movements was constantly polished and applied by him for millions of years, and has been done like conditioned reflexes. Judging from these spell casting movements, Feich's magic skills are still quite different from Asmotils.
But he didn't want to compete with Asmotils in spell skills. The judgment basis for skills, quantity, strength, and these three combat powers are only valuable when their strength is similar. If it is not a level of strength or system at all, then these are useless.
He slipped into the space gap of hell, causing all attacks acting on the hell world to fail, including the dimensional anchor that wanted to fix him in the hell. He turned into an illusory shadow, dull and lacked in detail, like a ghost, like a shadow puppet, passing through the gaps of all spells, staring, and pressure, and came to Asmotils without any injuries.
"So fast! But what's the point? If you want to attack me, you still need to return to my space and you will be captured by my spell immediately."
The Demon King looked at Feiqi reaching out his hand, and used a ruby ​​scepter to block the hand, waiting for Feiqi to appear. But Feiqi's hand passed through the ruby ​​scepter like a phantom, through his spell barrier, through his dress and skin. The Demon King looked down at the Demon Refining Hand that penetrated his chest. He had no abnormal feeling and could not understand what Feiqi was going to do.
Suddenly, the surrounding scenery changed, and the ruins of the seventh floor of Hell and the lead-gray sky disappeared, replaced by the sky curtain of black and red thunderclouds. They were suspended in the air, and hundreds of meters below their feet was a bronze city, and the structure of the twelve concentric circles was very easy to identify. Since ancient times, it has been standing on this wasteland full of burnt gravel. "Afnas in Hell?" The Demon King did not have questions about his location, but did not understand how he came from.
The Dead Demon Fitch smiled at the Demon King and then quickly retreated. No, Asmotils found that he was the one who retreated quickly. He was falling at an extremely high speed, but he did not feel any impact or acceleration throughout the process. He kept flying, but no matter how he controlled it, it was useless to his fall. A distance of hundreds of meters, the fall was only a moment, and then a terrible impact. The Nine-level Demon King and the first-level Bronze Fortress had an intimate contact between both sides.
The shock wave expanded outward at the speed of sound, and an arc-shaped urban area of ​​the bronze fortress turned into powder, making casualties difficult to estimate. The continuous earthquakes caused the bronze wall to break and collapse. Even if it was not injured by the earthquake and shock wave, the huge roar caused the people around to suffer from ears, and they could only cover the two bleeding wounds with their hands.
The Bronze Fortress is the base camp of the lord Zariel of the first floor of Hell. If attacked, it would be smearing on her face. The sound of falling, impact and collapse had not stopped, and the alarm bells and horns resounded through the sky. The black-winged devil Zariel led her guard devil, holding a high sword of flames and rushing out of the core circle of the fortress and gathering in the air.
She is not a reckless man and will not pounce directly on the enemy without knowing the truth. And any opponent who has broken through the outer defense of the Bronze Fortress should not be underestimated.
"Zarel! Long time no see!" Feiqi turned around and faced the devil lord on the first level of hell. "How are you doing recently? Do you still miss your time in the cage?"
Zariel was shocked, but calm on the surface. "I followed the Demon King's plan and stayed in the cage. That was my loyalty and perseverance, and a proud history of my life. Who are you, a reckless intruder? A devil traitor who overestimates his abilities?"
"I just smashed Asmotils. In this sense, I am not a very good devil, but hell allows me to do this. Oh, I forgot that your inferior bloodline cannot let those eyes identify who I am, so I will save you the energy!" Feiqi clenched his fists with his hands, and the muscles in his body trembled violently and squirmed violently, and began to transform in the air. His deep-superior demon body was obtained based on the multiple forms of the desire demon, and he also had forms such as inferior demons, heart-turning demons. Now, Feiqi took out all his magic power, and he needed all the strong forms to join in order to accommodate this terrible magic power.
So, a monster with six-winged black and white angel wings, deep-wielding demon body, and heart-turning demon claws and arms appeared. The red flame of hell turned into red lightning on him, and the changing light of black, white and gray color rotated in his pupils. The magic matrix of the hell rune is in the right hand, the magic matrix of the divine rune of the Creator and the Truth Thunder is in the left hand, and Feiqi's own space and magic rune matrix are in front of his forehead, slowly rotating and shiny. "Zarel, I am Feiqi, your blood is very fragrant. You ask me for help with your own blood. Is this also part of your so-called pride history?"
"Kill him!" Zarel waved the flame sword in his hand, allowing the devil in front of him to start rushing. However, she was stunned and found that she was no longer in her original position, and she didn't know how to come to Fitch. The heart-turning demon claw extending from the shoulders of the Deep Demon was inserted into her chest and abdomen. There was no pain, no numbness, and nothing felt, just like all this was an illusion effect.
"What did you do?" Zariel found herself unable to move, and her devilish subordinates were frightened, stayed in place and remained alone.
"The soul needs a reference system to determine its position and play its role. This is the most basic relationship between you and the world. I pulled you out of your reference system, temporary, this is a space spell. Hell is in the outer plane, in the multiverse, and in multiple levels of parallel worlds. When you are inside, it is like you cannot feel the planet under your feet moving in the universe. You have no sense of the reference system, and all your spells are attached to the reference system. As long as you have not surpassed it or can stabilize it, you cannot resist.
The shocks in parallel worlds are very violent. The products it produces are different reality, so they need powerful forces that can change cause and effect. I call it the logical wave of parallel worlds. I raise you and send you back. If you don’t have the inertia of the previous reference system, you will hit this wave. I hope you are lucky enough, because the maximum impact speed is the speed of light; I hope you are strong enough, because I have never seen a whole body that can leave behind."
Feich pulled her paws out of Zariel's body, which made Zariel instinctively feel a huge horror. She stretched out her hand to grab Feich, and it was not embarrassing to hug Feich even if she hugged her thighs. But her hand passed through Feich's body, as if she had passed through clouds and phantoms. There was no intersection between them, and she had left the reference system where Feich was.
The sense of fall comes from gravity, and gravity and acceleration are no different in the concept of space. She felt a strong fall, and then it was dark. The Bronze Fortress experienced a violent impact again, more earthquakes, more collapses, and more casualties. The devils began to flee in all directions, and none of Zarier's men wanted to challenge Feich, but there was indeed a perfect ruthless demon that left Fitch with a familiar look back.
The lord of the first level of Hell was defeated, but he was not dead yet. She had endured an unprecedented death in her life and needed a huge price to be resurrected by Hell. Fortunately, she still had some savings. However, even if she was resurrected, her fate was to be thrown down again and hit and be killed by the moving world again, so the final destruction was certain. But Feiqi did not want to ensure that Zarel was killed, and he did not want to be identified by Hell as the lord of the first level because of this action.
Besides, Asmotils had more than one clone, and he appeared in the air again, floating in front of Fitch.
"I just didn't understand what was going on, but I heard your explanation to Zariel, thank you."
Feiqi nodded and accepted the gratitude, "I said it to you. She is not qualified to listen."
"But it is very stupid to expose your ability to the enemy, so I will have a way to defeat you. Why haven't you learned the most basic confidentiality principle of Deep Demonic?"
"Because it doesn't matter to tell you. You think you are the same as all clones and the same as the original body, so you feel that it is possible to defeat me by understanding my abilities - this is an illusion. In my eyes, each of you is different, and all the gaps between you add up to ten thousand times, and you cannot fill in the difference between the clones and the original body."
"You are obviously crazy and are talking nonsense."
"It's so sad. As the Demon King, you are glorious in front of the devil. But as the Demon King's clone, you are exposed to your weak and pitiful side in front of me." Feiqi lowered his head and looked at his claws, and then Asmotils' clone appeared on the claws. After that, he pulled out his claws, and the Demon King in the tuxedo began to fall and hit.
The impact of the world is very powerful, and a person's power is so humble in the face of such an event - Feiqi never stopped studying the relationship between the world, he turned this phenomenon into a weapon, and the devil's clone is the victim. As he said to the devil before the beginning of this conflict: "War is the simplest of all things, and changing the world is completely different."
How many clones does the Demon King have? No one has ever counted this. Just the situation that Feiqi once observed when the Demon King cast the strong curse on the plane, hundreds of them are certain, and thousands are very likely, and even infinite clones are not difficult to imagine. The Demon King can send out many clones, and it does the same. Just as Feiqi felt the fluctuations in the world before the Demon King's clone arrived and prepared in advance, now Asmotils has felt the same thing.
It knew that Feich was going to find it, and it was "fresh" and made it feel threatened. It sent its own clone to stop Feich.
Fitch flew toward the plane and strongly moved the spell, where the real body of Asmotils was located. There were obstacles set by Asmotils clone along the way. These obstacles were no big deal. Fitch placed himself outside the reference system of the clone and could avoid their attacks, then drag them over, throw them down, and solve one with a bang, and then repeat it continuously without consuming too much power. The moment the Demon King found him, Fitch knew that things must go along this path. Both of them had the ability to stabilize and vibrate parallel worlds, just like black holes in the time scroll, when they approached, they would attract each other and then meet.
Chapter completed!