Infinity Armament

Along with Azmodan's arrogant roar, on the sword of the Hell King, that group of dark lights struck the body of the flood waves like rain beads, trembling all over him.

With this blow to death glory hitting the flood wave, it actually caused him more than four hundred injuries, and then another flame of bears burned on the sword of the Hell King.

Azmodan makes a second sound of horror: “Sword of Hell King... Flame of Purgatory! ”

“Ho!” Flood shouted a painful roar, his right hand swung, and his chopped axe flew out of his hand. In the midst of the sword of the Hell King, he smashed the fiery flame of fire into countless stars.

This blaze of purgatory did not go out and was interrupted by the flood wave. The flames burned back and swept Azmodan all over his body, turning him into a fiery man.

“Prison flames... extinguish!” Azmodan shouted in pain.

The flames disappeared, and Azmodan, already in extreme anger, was about to attack the flood waves, flashing halfway through the air.

“Rift · Vacuum Cut! ”

A crucifix flies towards Azmodan as if it were an X-shaped laser in a biochemical crisis.

Azmodan flanked his sword of Hell King, as if a shield were in front of him, cut in vacuum against his sword, and Azmodan's left hand punched: "Fuck off! ”

A big fist print on the visitor is the dark wound he had previously used on Hung Wang: a remote monomer skill with 160 damage points. This is the weakest of all skills in Azmodan, but one advantage is the extremely short cooldown time and the ability to automatically track targets.

It was Zongtang who made the vacuum cut, and he was punched back by Azmodan, while his right hand hit his opponent with a little crystalline light. This time, the sword of the Hell King could no longer block the attack on Azmodan, a point that shined through Azmodan's body and directly through a clear hole in him.

“Ow!” Azmodan cried in agony.

Bringing all the soldiers to the battle, while providing the opportunity for the Devil's Gate to take shape, also brings other adventurers, so that Shen Yi is no longer alone in the battle.

That little bit of crystalline light from Zontang is the bead of his most powerful dual C-level Abyss of Special Skills: Power Boost a throwing darker, inflicting an extra 240 damage, and infiltrating the darker itself. This skill can only be used with a throwing darker and consumes 10 points of spirit, requiring expert-level throwing expertise.

The so-called penetrating characteristic is to ignore external defenses, such as the T1000's changing armor, which does nothing to this skill, but the target's own defense is still active.

The blow did not do much harm to Azmodan, and he did not expect that, in addition to the flood waves, there would be strong adventurers in this group.

That would provoke him completely.

As the sword of Hell King plunged into the ground, Azmodan roared:

“Ten parties extinct! ”

The ultimate power of Hell King's Sword is extinction: Death Shockwave is inflicted on all hostile targets within 100 meters, inflicting 300-120 Points of Heavy Damage and reducing damage by 20 Points per 10 meters.

The sword first rose with a blazing glow, and then it spread rapidly in a fierce dance towards the surrounding area, as if it were a nuclear bomb shockwave, wiping out the entire hall space.

All adventurers, including some immortal creatures made by Old Meng, were swept away by this powerful wave of raging light. Two adventurers close to Azmadin, whose lives were not worth their lives, were directly shot to death, and many more adventurers were badly injured. Among them, Sansansansansa was cut to death by two ghost knights using a deadly blow at the same time, who died instantly. The rest retreated, retrieved medication and looked at the dreaded King Gao, showing horror in his eyes.

Hongwang, Zongtang and Gentle were the closest to Azmodan and were therefore the most harmed. Fortunately, the bloody frenzy of the flood is over, and the high defense is back on track, hurting just over 200 points. Gentle and Zongtang are directly beaten to the bottom of life.

As King of Hell, Commander of the Legion, Azmodan knows best the reason why injuring an enemy's fingers is not as good as cutting off one. With a sword across his right hand, he chopped to Zongtang, while his left hand punched out and hit gently.

As long as those two hits hit, even they couldn't take their pills.

Seeing this Demon King of Terror strike like a tidal attack, the gentle eyes suddenly flashed a line of brilliance. Her cherry lips threw up gently: "Do you think that's enough... come! ”

“Dawn Angel Blood Skills Coming: Generally energizes the blood forces in your body, temporarily becoming a Dawn Angel, raises your life by 400 points, increases attack damage by 20 points, defense by 10 points, brings your own sacred halo, centers on you, and acts 50 meters in diameter. All team members within the halo range increase their resistance to dead organisms by 50%, greatly increase the speed of life and spiritual recovery, add 3 resistance to control curse skills, and have the ability to fly for 3 minutes. Using this skill will not cause insanity and insanity and can be used once per mission world. ”

A pair of white wings emerged suddenly behind the gentle back, releasing a sacred radiance all over the body, like a sun shield on all sides.

Meanwhile, Luo Hao shook his hand at Zongtang and released his mental armor.

This Mana Armor has been raised twice in a row with Skill Development Scroll, and is already a C-level Skill.

Class C Spiritual Armor: This toon has 350 Health and 6 Defense Spiritual Armor. This toon gains 50 HP and 1 Defense for each level raised.

Fatty's Mana has been upgraded to Level 5, so this Armor has 550 HP and 10 Defense.

At this moment, the sword of the Hell King and the armor of spiritual strength act on Zongtang almost simultaneously. Zongtang was shocked a few dozen meters away, but found himself not dead. It was very unexpected to say thank you to Fatty, who still had a thick smile.

As his courage has now grown, his hand has become increasingly felt in the battle. Plus, this guy has a sharp perception of danger, and he can always grasp the most critical timing, so the previous practice of putting a mental armor without using it before hitting is gradually transformed into using the most needed target at a critical moment.

The significance of this transformation has always enabled him to play the role of savior over and over again…

Azmodan's two-stroke failure to kill Gentle Zongtang was astonished to say: “Angel? ”

But he soon found out that the pair of white wings behind the gentle did not seem to be pure white. He was still wearing hidden red blood silk, like a snake wandering around...

Azmodan hey funny laughing: “It turns out he's an angel contaminated by Andaril's blood... unfortunately Ezul isn't here, otherwise he'll love it. ”

Gentle and cold hum: “It's enough for you. ”

Angel of Dawn's pedigree skills are indeed greatly diminished by the Andaritan bloodline, but not by the power effect, but by time.

Gentle just feels that Andariel's blood in his body is boiling again, and it may not be long before he falls back into incapacity.

She made up her mind and leaned over to Azmodan. She was born with wings that were best suited for speed and smart guerrilla warfare, but at this moment she rushed straight to her opponent. The samurai knife was turned into a round of long rainbow strikes against each other, and Azmodan shouted and fogged, his fists crossed with the sword, and a force * * surged, blowing up a bloody mist. At a moment when the gentle offense was blocked, the gentle arms suddenly burst into the silver light, pounding directly on Azmodan, the shadow beast.

Ice Wind wings straighten Azmodan's throat with a cold stream of ice.

This sudden onslaught made Azmodan unable to escape. He was caught in his throat by this little thing, leaving five long blood marks, while his long tail was like a whip, and he smoked it hard on his right eye.

Just as he was anxious to escape, a string of starlight flew out of his gentle hand, forming a long chain of stars straight into Azmodan, hitting him in the socket of his eyes, blowing his right eye into a bloody blur.

Meteor Strike!

With this blow, Azmodan shouted out loud: "Belia! I knew it was a bad guy! ”

As King of Evil, he naturally knew who the little thing in front of him belonged to. At this moment, he was badly wounded, one eye was almost blind, and the anger in his heart had risen to the top.

The left flashlight stretched sharply. At this time, at the moment when the little thing spared and raided, I didn't expect him to grab it. As if there was a prediction, a hand grabbed the shadow beast in the direction of moving forward. The shadow beast sent to the door to grab it. This scared the little guy so badly, he squeaked.

“Die!” Azmodan pinched him with his hands, and he was so powerful that he sprayed the blood of the shadow beast. Halfway through the sky, a figure flew by. It was Zhou Yiyu who was driving a motorcycle. He actually flew directly from the top of the hall. His right hand shouted: “The Body of Magic Blessings! ”

As a red light flashed, the little thing's body suddenly rose in a circle. Instead of squeezing three of them, Azmodan snapped a bite on Azmodan's finger. This time he was in a lot of pain and his hands were slightly relaxed. The little thing had rushed out like electricity, flying back to tenderness and watching Azmodan's eyes still filled with horror.

It has fought Azmodan more than once while following Belia and knows best what this guy is capable of.

It wants to tell everyone that Azmodan's truly horrible place is not really the tough skill it showed, it's not his ability to summon an army, it's not his sword of the Hell King with his tough attack power, it's the one he just grabbed on himself...

Unfortunately, it can't be said, so it can't warn adventurers.

Azmodan's life is now halfway down when a large group of adventurers take turns. Instead of rushing, however, he sent out a hey-hey giggle.

“Ignorant people, you have succeeded in inspiring my desire to fight, let me show you what true fighting art means...”

As he spoke, Azmodan suddenly lifted his left foot and gently stepped forward.

This step, seven meters away, escaped the full blow of the flood wave, avoided a gentle knife, and stood beside an adventurer who was battling the immortal creatures of the Hell Corps.

When the adventurer left, he saw that Azmodan's right-hand sword had fallen into wrath against each other. The adventurer was surrounded by Hellfire soldiers, unable to escape for a moment, but he should also be quick, a sky jumping towards the rear. I didn't expect the sword to fall while suddenly turning the blade sharp and slanting.

This jump jumped, actually hit the blade, the big sword struck the adventurer with a sharp force, directly hit him back to the ground, at the same time his right foot stomped before, while avoiding the flood to chase down his knife, before landing, the forward right foot was kicking the adventurer, straight into the air, then this guy did not attack, the tall body suddenly turned, let the adventurer pass.

Zongtang's accompanying skill attack happened to be launched, only to see Azmodan shaking, flashing away the blow while not saying, and actually sending an adventurer between his fingers.

The adventurer was a Zongtang player. He never dreamed that he would be attacked by the captain. He was hit by Zongtang's death and fell into the air in mourning.

He was severely wounded by two counts of wounds, even though he was still alive. Azmodan hey hey smile, his left hand suddenly pointed at the adventurer, the cold accent said: “War... sickle! ”

A giant sickle suddenly appeared in the void, brushing into the adventurer, the adventurer could no longer avoid, the sickle quickly passed, and cut the man in half.

King of Evil Azmodan Ultimate Power Sickle of War: Ignore Defensive Attack that inflicts 160 damage on target. Causes double Attack Damage when target's HP is below 50%. Deals 4x Attack damage when target's HP is below 25 percent. When the target's HP is below 12: 05, causes 8x Attack Damage.

“Zhao Xiang!” Zongtang screamed madly: “Ivy... Ivy...”

As Ivy flew out of the crowd, she looked like she was trying to rush to rescue someone, but was struck by a lightning bolt from an elemental magician, and was shocked back. The rescue time has passed by the time you get back on your feet.

Zongtang's eyes are all red.

He never dreamed he'd mishurt his team, not to mention that Azmodan had such a terrible blow. He rushed mad toward Azmodan, but Azmodan continued to walk one step, again avoiding the flood waves and the pursuit of two other adventurers, with a hook in his foot, and a submerged river doll had been kicked by him as a shield towards Zongtang. The Pluto doll had lost a lot of life in the battle before. At this moment, he was hit by a wind and fire finger by Zongtang. He died instantly. A bang exploded himself, and he was actually born to quake Zongtang.

Just as Zongtang flew back, Azmodan had punched Zongtang in the back.

His punch was so clever, like a previous attack, that it all happened to hit each other. Zongtang hit again, rolling into the crowd. Azmodan stopped pursuing, but stepped back, while he was leaving, tenderness had poured on him and the skill star exploded!

By now, however, Azmodan had withdrawn from the region with the greatest star blast damage. This powerful skill had not done him much harm. Instead, the right hand sword brush had been chopped up and hurried, as if he had known that gentleness would strike him.

This chain of changes is appalling.

If Azmadin's previous performance in the war was still overwhelming and brave, then at this moment he behaved like a battlefield artist, becoming incredibly delicate, calculating every hit every step of the way, and making the most correct choice at the most appropriate time.

Looking at Azmodan's performance, Shen Yi's eyes flashed a little fine. He muttered a word: “Precision… talent! ”