Law of the Devil

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Chapter 437

As soon as the voice had gone down, Dewey had taken a step forward, and he was pressing the past against the armor with that impetuous momentum. And this step out, Dewey's fists tight, his body shaking, flashed onto the steps, facing the armor, punched past.

A bang, even if it was just a punch, seemed to sweep out a wave of punch above Dewey's punch! The armor was hit in the front in the chest, and after a loud bang, it quickly flew out towards the back.

Later, I saw every seam of armor and suddenly a flash of light broke out. Dewey's fist almost blew this armor apart!

Looking at the armor in the middle of the sky, there was already an almost disintegrating trend, but when it flew out more than a dozen meters later, it landed on the ground, but automatically re-engaged piece by piece, and remained intact.

And Dewey suddenly felt a pain in his fist. He looked down and saw only the bone joint on his fist. It was already bleeding and his fingers were sore, as if even a few finger bones had burst.

“Huh, Aragon, is that all you got left? Here, pure power alone cannot defeat me.” There was a mockery in the sound of that armor: “Have you forgotten? This is a separate field! We are the protectors of the Demon God, protected by this divine domain, where my body is immortal. ”

Soon this armor, one step at a time, came again. This time, one of his hands had pulled out the old style long sword worn in the waist. Originally, the sword had been eroded by the years on top of the blade, but when he finished walking two steps, his hands trembled and the long sword buzzed, the rust marks on the blade surface of the blade fell off, revealing the glorious blade inside!

Just over this sword blade, bent, with a line of tadpole-like words, and the light flowing on it!

The armor finally stood, hands holding the handle of the sword, legs slightly separated, the sound became sharp, the long song sounded...

“Demon • Light • Chopped!! ”

Buzzing, beneath the blade, a half-moon arc of light blade flew out, the turbulent air waves separated, this blade of light in Dewey's eyes, as if it were the center of the world, as if it had infinite appeal! Descend all the light around you, including the light of the empty sky above this hall, and suck it all over! A little bit in a flash!

Even Dewey herself felt a strange force pulling herself so desperately - a feeling that made this blade of light hit Dewey so fast that he didn't even seem to be able to escape!

When the magic light was chopped on Dewey, the burning sensation covered Dewey's whole body, covered by this light, Dewey felt her body burning like a blazing fire! He looked down and saw only his chest, having been cut open by this blade of light a long crack, flesh around the crack, under this light, burning fast into dust!

“Burn it! Aragon, burn your soul! Give me your strength!” The armor's voice became loud, the sword pointing away at Dewey, and the sword shook above the blade. Moreover, while Dewey's body was burned with light, his own flesh flowed little by little, and on the other side's blade, that line of words like tadpole half-word, became brighter and brighter!

Dewey opened his mouth and seemed to call for something to drink, but his mouth grew big and he couldn't make a sound! He can feel his whole body, the kind of power that almost explodes, as the flesh dissipates, it is also flowing fast...

And for Dewey, it made him feel so happy! Because of the pain of almost exploding all over his body, he finally got a vent, and his face didn't look painful, but it was like he was relieved.

It's power!

Dewey had closed his eyes and he took a deep breath. With this breathing fingertip, countless forces emerged from his body. In a moment, the wounds that had already split his chest healed. However, the magic ray was still burning, burning, while healing at a rapid rate, Dewey's chest became a battlefield of two forces, pulling saws back and forth, broken flesh and bones, repeatedly in rapid rebirth and dissipation.

The armor was still laughing. The magic rays devoured Dewey's power and transformed it into armor! This is a special skill of the Demon Nation! And at this moment, that armor changed strangely in Dewey's eyes!

The original power of the male purity poured into the body of the armor, and this armor mutated! The original shoulder area, suddenly naturally produced several long barbs, the barbs were covered with sharp sharp blades, and under the ribs of the armor, two thin golden wings, as he whispered, flying apart, formed two long wings behind him!

On the armor, countless characters like tadpole appeared, with golden light flowing all over his body, the armor became more gorgeous, and finally, even the armor's elbow and guard gave rise to several golden barbs, and all the armor became thicker and harder, even the original seam areas gradually became tighter, and looked almost united!

The armor sighed softly: “Aragon, I don't know why you've become so weak... but your power is still so strong... it took me hundreds of years to barely satisfy myself to shape this body. But now, just for a little while, you've given me leapfrogging evolution! ”

Instead, Dewey felt unprecedented relaxation when his subconscious movements moved his arms. The tearing pain of every single trace of motion had been greatly alleviated.

At this point, he lowered his head, and suddenly the subconscious came up with an idea: almost.

At this time, it was just a thought in my heart. Suddenly, the force sprayed out diligently, suddenly healing the wounds on my chest, and then the rays of demonic light were instantly isolated from Dewey's body!

Dewey took a step back, moved his hands and feet, just felt that he was much lighter than just now, a lightweight and agile feeling, that feeling of manipulation and comfort, came back.

The armor didn't panic, he had absorbed enough power and smiled at Dewey. “Hmm, looks like this magic light can't completely suck you dry... what's wrong with you? It's still so powerful, but what about your sense of battle? Do you just stand there waving your fists stupid or reckless? ”

Dewey sneered: "Sure, I think I just waved my fist, but you might want to try again! ”

After that, he flashed, appeared in front of the armor again, another punch, and hit the head of the armor severely. A loud noise, the armor flew far away, but this time it settled steadily in the middle of the sky, with a sarcastic tone: “I told you, no, Aragon, this is the realm of the demon god! ”

“Realm...” Dewey looked at his fist, the original wound had healed, bit his teeth again and rushed up again!

This time, his fist had just waved out, but the other party had raised its hand and sealed it in front of him. Dewey's fist was grabbed by the other party's armored guard. Dewey's body sucked and took a deep breath in his mouth, drinking: "Break! ”

The momentary burst of power, on the other side of the guard, heard a slight burst, the armor retreated again, the palm of the guard, several cracks shocked, but then healed.

“No? Then come again!” Dewey looked stubborn and slammed a couple of punches in the past. But this time, the armor dodged away sensitively, and finally, with a backhand sword, pierced Dewey's body, and the golden flame erupted on Dewey's body, bringing out a bloody mist!

Dewey slipped back, between breaths, and the wound healed.

“Huh, you just hit so many times, it's my turn.” The armor grinned, his body shook, appeared in front of Dewey, his left hand pulled, had been cut over Dewey's shoulder, the bones in Dewey's shoulder suddenly burst into a broken sound, Dewey immediately twisted, and the other sword had stabbed Dewey's stomach at the same time.

Pfft! A blood shot out, Dewey was about to grab each other's sword, and the golden armor had crossed his left arm elbow, the spine on it, with a sharp light, flew across Dewey's shoulder, a blood bled out, Dewey hummed, feeling her bones had been cut open for a few minutes.

The armor has taken a few steps back, distancing itself from Duvalla, and the voice is puzzled: “Aragon… I really doubt if you are Aragon now… your original power, though still so powerful, is a blank piece of paper… you act like a man who has no martial arts at all. ”

Dewey frowned and covered his shoulder wound. Though the wound healed quickly, a face, at the same time his arms and abdomen were severely injured by each other, which left Dewey feeling a little depressed, listening to each other, and he had to hate: “Huh, if I really had Aragon's original strength, I would have broken up your dead armor! ”

After that, he twisted his body and went up, but this time the armor seemed to have seen through the Dewey movement - he was only using his powerful powers, but he lacked even basic martial arts. The man in the armor made a cold hum, Dewey's body rushed to half, the guy had already put it on his face, this time he almost put it in Dewey's arms, right hand palm, instantly hit Dewey's chest hard seven or eight times! Then the sharp barb crossed Dewey's body, even carrying a piece of flesh.

Dewey was even hit hard, but he bit his teeth. He knew he could recover from his injuries, so he simply ignored the attack and just wanted to hit him.

But the punch was still empty.

The armor in front of him flashed, and at the same time there were seven or eight residual statues, surrounding Dewey in the middle!

In a moment, I saw the golden light, and there was a series of dense hits of ping pong. Dewey just felt a shadow of a hand shadow in front of him. He didn't know how many times he had been hit by his breath. There were wounds all around him, and his whole body had been stained with blood!

Dewey couldn't even straighten herself out when the armor snorted away. The blood around him had penetrated his shirt, and although the wound healed quickly, he felt dizzy.

“Hmm, see how much more blood you can shed!” Armor is just a few steps away: “The power of origin is powerful enough to mend your flesh at any time, but blood cannot be instantly recreated! Aragon! What a disappointment. It's just a thousand years. Instead of making progress, your strength has degraded to this point! ”

After that, he came up and kicked Dewey in the jaw. Dewey was hit out by a huge force, his body emptied for a few meters, and now he was kicked out of the hall for tens of meters!

The armor slowly came out of the hall and stepped down the stairs on the bottom floor, under a dark helmet, as if a bunch of eyes were staring at Dewey, laughing, with endless ridicule and disdain.

Dewey climbed up hard and was just kicked in the jaw, biting his tongue. He spit a bite of bloody spit and wiped his mouth hard.

“Now you're just a sandbag with super resistance.” The armor sighed: “Even if you can hold on, the time here is limited! Look, this hourglass, it's a third past! ”

Dewey bites his teeth: "Again! ”

“Then come on.” Armor seems to hold the ticket.

Dewey snorted: "Why can't you come? ”

The armor hasn't made a sound yet, and all of a sudden Dewey hears a cold voice behind her: "Dewey, you don't see it, this guy doesn't seem to be able to walk out of the hall! He never left the last step! ”

Far behind, the red water broke and finally climbed up. The guy was pale as paper, barely climbing up, trembling all over his body.

“You're finally up.” Dewey grinned. “I thought you were dead. ”

“Not dead, but almost.” Red water broke his teeth, one of his arms softly drooped, and he glanced at himself: “But here the shoulder is broken. ”

Red water broke into Dewey's eyes with a surprise: "I wonder, how you got so beat up? Why is your wound so quick? Besides, why does this dead armor call you Aragon? ”

Dewey snorted: "If you want to hear the story, I'll tell you when I get out. Now we can't get out of here without breaking this damn armor! ”

“He's right.” The sound of the armor was ghostly: “Indeed, I could not leave this house. But Aragon, even so, you're not going to get past me. My request is simple. Give me all your strength and I can get out of here! ”

Redwater stared at the armor: “Dewey, you really don't know any martial arts? So you don't have anything else? ”

“Magic.” Dewey faintly said: “Unfortunately, as you can see, there is no magic element in this space. ”

“What an idiot.” Red water breaks fury: “Since you can restore your body - then the power of the standard breaks through the symbol of the sacred order! But I can't do the power of the sacred steps in this space! Because the rules of this space are different from our world! But you can use such a powerful force here, so there's only one explanation -- although I don't know why, I guess you've mostly reached the domain level? ”

Domain?

Dewey moved in his heart and he caught something hidden.

Realm level? So you can randomly create a battlefield space that best suits you? Create new rules for this space randomly? Or control, or change?

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Dewey pondered for a while, and then he slowly stepped forward again, step-by-step. He was slow this time, but every step seemed heavy!

The mind senses such a powerful force from the depths of the soul. When Dewey closes her eyes, she feels that as long as she needs it, that power can flow from deep into her soul! Infinite, seemingly never exhausted!

(I want magic... magic...)

When Dewey finally took the first step, he suddenly felt the power deep in his soul and suddenly went wild! That kind of power fills his whole body, making his whole body painful again!

This time the power is more fierce and fierce! Dewey couldn't help but scream, and with his roar, he saw Dewey's naked skin outside, in countless pores, revealing silk blood beads! Even his whole body swelled like a balloon! That feeling of explosion, squeezing Dewey's body so hard! He felt like an overinflated balloon that could explode at any moment.

Silent and silent, Dewey's skin, along with countless tortoises and bloodshed, Dewey's body seemed to have shaken, but his eyes became brighter and brighter! At the end of the day, it's like the flames of two bears burning!

(Not enough! Doesn't seem like enough! Stronger! Stronger!!

The red water behind him broke, clearly feeling the surge in Dewey's momentum! That fierce atmosphere almost kept the red water out of my breath! This sense of oppression, like the Emerald Mountains, only made the red water break when we saw the White River beat the Elf King before on the top of the snow mountain!

Knock, knock! Ka...

Countless subtle bursts of sound, centered where Dewey stood, spread out from under his feet, and on the surrounding ground, there were countless cracks in those slabs, countless finely shattered stones, automatically suspended, floating in the air.

Dewey's forehead was covered in sweat, and he felt his whole body was about to be squeezed out of his body by this fierce force!

Domains…… Domains…… What areas?!

When Dewey was desperate to draw strength and unleash momentum, blood flowed faster and faster all over her body!

At this point, Dewey suddenly “heard” her own deep consciousness, a familiar voice sounded.

“Idiot! You bastard! You will kill yourself!! ”

The sound of anxiety, the sound of the mouth is very familiar, obviously another “self” speaks to himself in the depths of his soul.

Dewey immediately identifies herself —— another former life herself under the seal of that badge? Dewey 1??

“Idiot! Of course it's me!!” The voice of Dewey 1 is helpless: “You have begun to awaken and the seal of the badge is gradually opening! But you can't even use the power of Aragon right now! Because your body is too weak, too weak!! You have not experienced severe grinding! With your present body, exert more power than the realm, you will eventually explode and die!! ”

“What about me? Are you waiting here to die? ”

The voice in my heart was silent for a while and when it rang again, there was a faint Xiao Soo in the tone:

“Have you forgotten? Me too, Dewey! It's just your last life! I've been through everything you've been through in my life! ”

Dewey dazed for a moment.

So, how did you get through this?

“Wait!” That voice was cold: “This guy can't get out of the hall! And in this space, time is limitless! If you stay in this space, you won't die of old age and have unlimited time! You just woke up and couldn't fully inherit all of Aragon's fighting consciousness! It's just an initial sense of the power of the source! To this extent, there is absolutely no way to beat this guy... so my solution is to wait! If the other party cannot leave the hall, you will wait slowly outside the hall and cultivate slowly! Now all you need is time. Outside the palace, you can enhance your flesh by using heavy snow mountain surgery and star fighting. And star magic... your consciousness space is too small, too fragile to accommodate such a powerful force! So if you practice outside the hall, quietly, it won't be long before you can inherit all of Aragon's fighting power. Then you can beat this guy. ”

It's a way.

Dewey understands. Since this armored man cannot walk out of the hall, and the time here is unlimited, then he needs only time now, so long as he has enough time to adapt his body to the power of awakening, then...

But at this point, Dewey suddenly saw the hourglass above the steps...

“What about Jojo? I don't have more time to wait!” Dewey bites his teeth: "Once the hourglass is over, Jojo can't be saved! ”

This time, the voice in my heart hasn't sounded again for a long time.

After a long time, the voice seemed to come out gently with infinite sorrow and fatigue.

“You have no choice… because Jojo died here in the fate of my life. I didn't save her, I had to wait outside the hall until I really woke up before rushing into the hall..."

In this voice, that sad smell made Dewey listen to it suddenly and suddenly!

Jojo... will die here?!

In the life of Dewey 1, Jojo died here?!

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Wait, as long as you wait outside the hall, you can wake up slowly and slowly adapt to the soul power left by Aragon...

But…

Dewey shut her mouth and closed her eyes, seemingly thinking for a while.

Then, when he opened his eyes, over his face, he actually became so calm, even with a smile on his mouth.

This little smile is a joy, it's a joy from the heart!

“I finally get it.” Dewey said softly, he spoke very lightly and with a very serious tone: "I'm very, very happy right now, Dewey 1, you know why? Because I've always felt like I was me and had nothing to do with any previous life! I don't like it either. I'm like everybody else! I am who I am! My destiny belongs to me, and I hate being set on my own trajectory! I don't like to follow the path of 'previous life', one footprint at a time, one footprint at a time! And now, I'm happy to discover one thing...”

Speaking of which, Dewey took a moment, and then the word slowed down: “I finally realized, it turns out that you, me, are really different! Even if you were my past life! We're not the same! ”

With the sound, Dewey opened his arms, and all of a sudden, he was once again madly extracting that source power from the depths of his soul!

Under the impact of this force, his mouth, his eyes, his ears, his nose, while bleeding!

Bobo, his body, not knowing how many places the bones, all made bursting sounds!!

Dewey still smiled as she endured immense pain that was unspeakable.

“Safe” standing outside the hall, slowly waiting for the full awakening of power?

“Safe” standing outside the hall, slowly waiting... watching Jojo die?

Watching a girl who loves herself with her life die? “Safe” waiting??!!

“No matter how hard and helpless you were... but at least for me...” Dewey's mouth was filled with blood, panting and spitting out three words:

“I refuse!! ”

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When the phrase "I refuse” was said, deep in the soul, the Dewey 1 seemed to sigh silently.

“Then you could die. ”

Dewey laughed again, and his smile revealed even a sweet touch of warmth.

“Then die. ”

Dewey said so.

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Boom, deep down in my mind as if something had exploded, that power when it suddenly multiplied by countless times! Dewey sprayed blood in his mouth and suddenly knelt on one knee. He pressed hard on the ground before falling down.

At this time, behind him, the red water had broken into shouts, his mouth had grown, and he looked at the sky and the surrounding area in surprise: “This... this...”

“Is this… the… domain?! ”

Above the head, there was no “sky” in this space, it was just a blank, infinite nothingness!

And now, looking up, it's just a black night sky up there!

That's right, that's the real night sky! It's pitch black, so pitch black! Above the black dome, numerous dense star dots emit dazzling rays of light!

What is the strongest skill for Aragon?

Starry Sky Fight Qi!

Star Magic!

So, for Aragon, what is the most suitable battlefield space for him?

The answer is at this moment!

Starry Sky!!

The realm of the First Powerful under the Starry Skies, after a thousand years, finally reappears!!

Dewey already felt so weak that he couldn't even lift his hand after trying to detonate that power!

At this moment, looking at the overhead demonic sky, Dewey just glanced at it and turned her eyes towards Jojo, who slept quietly on the far ground.

“Wait, Jojo, wait for me. If I can't save you... then let's die together...”

“Then… die! ”

Dewey said so.

(Today's update arrived ~ I took the risk of writing in the classroom today - today is a lecture by the director of the Social Sciences Academy, the danger level is not ordinary.

Gentlemen, I've been pushing so hard for so long, your monthly ticket, please throw it harder ~ ~ ~ ~)

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