Law of the Devil

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Chapter 438 [Who Are You] (2 in 1, Moon Ticket ~)

Under the demonic sky, Dewey was as scary as a blood man. His trembling body, like a fallen leaf in the wind, swayed up the steps, but he didn't look at the armor and walked straight towards the depths of the palace.

“Aragon! You're not going to get past me easily!” Though the armor was also shocked by each other's realm, Dewey finally shouted when she walked up!

In the shaking of the sword, the golden flame burned like a red day, pounding on Dewey!

Dewey appeared to be a little straightened out, and the sword had an unparalleled momentum and stabbed him in the back of his heart. And at this point, above the starry sky, as if the stars were spinning invisibly.

In space, there seems to be an invisible force that unfolds on its own. And while Dewey didn't turn around, Dewey suddenly stood up when he was about two steps behind him!

Then he turned around.

He moves very slowly because Dewey feels he has reached his limit and must be careful and slow in each of his movements, otherwise, as if with a little more effort, his body will collapse immediately.

The sword stab flew fast, while Dewey turned slowly.

But beneath the starry sky, beneath this starry realm, time and space are easily distorted! Armorers only feel that their sword is fast, but a little distance from each other's body can never be crossed.

And when Dewey turned around completely, Sword Feng was still a long way from Dewey...

By this time, Dewey's face was already facing the armor.

Dewey didn't dodge, and in fact, he couldn't dodge agile anymore. But even though he didn't move, there was a natural strange feeling in his mind: as if everything was in his own hands. As sure as that, the other sword can no longer harm itself!

In the face of the sword, Dewey flashed a thought that seemed so natural. Then he slowly extended one hand, his index finger extended, gently, just a little bit, and dotted on the blade.

The raging golden flame immediately burned Dewey's fingers. The burning sensation seemed to stimulate Dewey's vague sensation in her heart and became instantly clear!

Yes... when the White River was worried about the "realm," it seemed that Dewey's mind was just vague and vague. But now, when he slowly reaches out and hits the other sword's tip with such ease, the mist in Dewey's heart is completely illuminated as if under this raging golden flame!!

Strong martial arts, so what? You can use the rules of power. So what?

It's in my realm!

In my realm, everything changes only with my will!

I said, "To have light, the world cannot be darkness!"

I said, "No, everything in this world must stop!"

In my realm, I am God!

With a strange smile unspeakable, Dewey's skin, which had been burned by a golden flame, had recovered silently, and then Dewey said so slightly, just two words:

“Condensation. ”

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That's the rule! Power over everything! In my realm, I can make the water burn, make the flames freeze, make the ice flow, make the air condense!

I'm in charge of everything!

Soon, starting with Dewey's fingertips, the burning golden flame of the bear, suddenly the beating flame gradually became astringent, as if it were solidified by a set of images. Soon, on the flame, it seemed that together the fine light spread, lightly depicted, the golden flame, as if it had been extracted life and vitality, solidified by a fraction!

Then this golden flame condenses into ice!

This is a strange scene, and the beating flame solidifies into an ice crystal! The ice condensation, all the way up, soon, over the golden sword, was also condensed, and then spread all the way over the armored arms! A slight “chirping” sound, those strange tadpole characters that beat on the armor, as if they also lost their glow, became dark after condensation!

The armor had a helpless sigh and roar, but when it finally condensed over his helmet, the sound stopped!

The stars in the sky continue to change their position, and the alienation of each sparkling star seems to change the rules of power in this field. It's like a chess game, and when Dewey, the “chess player”, changes every drop, changes the position of the chess pieces on the chess board, changes the rules in the field!

Gently, Dewey's fingers over the blade seemed to bounce...

Buzz ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

This long oscillating sound retreated the entire palace, then slightly shattered from the blade, then spread up, almost for a moment, and countless cracks of tortoise appeared on that gorgeous armor!

First are the barbs and gorgeous wings that have just grown, and soon they are shaken to pieces!

Above the broken armor, in the countless cracks, seemed to emerge a golden light! Finally, after a helpless cry, the golden armor has been turned into countless pieces and fragments have fallen apart!

When the armor broke, Dewey looked and tried to see what the man in the armor looked like.

But to his surprise, there is no one under this armor!!

After the armor was broken, what was revealed below was a hidden, burning blue light - like a ghost fire.

That blue fire, hidden in appearance, appeared to be a slender figure, and when the armor broke, he shouted, and the flame of his soul fled quickly towards the back.

But the blue flame just flew out, and Dewey just waved gently, as if he were surrounded by an invisible network of forces, and he couldn't help but fly towards Dewey's palm!

“You… can you still use the magic of restraint?” This soul's fire shouts.

“It's not bound magic.” Dewey said softly, "I didn't get it either, but looking up at the sky, I knew it. Under the stars, everything is limited by the rules of power… you don't understand these things. ”

Indeed, this is not some magic of constraint. It's something Dewey just suddenly realized!

Star Magic!

Originally Dewey never understood the true star magic of learning!

Everything in everything, under the stars, is in a universe. Everything is limited by the power of the stars! It's like the Earth is spinning around, the moon is surrounding the Earth, the Earth is surrounding the Sun...

All the rules are in this star!

“I just want you to answer a few questions.” A gentle grip on Dewey's palm has strangled this blue flame.

“Huh, Aragon, you can't threaten me! Although you can also use the realm here, this is the realm of the demon god after all! I am the protector of the Demon God, and even if you kill me, I will only spend a little more time resurrecting and reshaping my body.” Blue Flame Ghost: “I'm just disappointed... why, I've just absorbed so much of your power of origin, making my armored body so strong, but here I can't use the realm, but you can?! ”

Dewey pondered, “Do you really want to use domain power here? ”

“Of course! Only here can we leave this cage if we break through the realm.” The blue flame sighs powerlessly.

“Okay.” Dewey whispered, “Answer me a few questions, and I'll tell you why I can break through the field here, okay? ”

Blue Soul Fire silenced.

Dewey stopped pausing for a moment and immediately asked, “I ask you, what are you? Why does that Osgilia have flesh and you only have a pair of armor? ”

Soul fire sounds full of doubt: "Aragon? Did something really happen to you? Don't you remember any of this? ”

“All you have to do is answer.” Dewey said indifferently.

The blue flame took longer to silence this time, but he finally answered!

“Well, we Temple Guardians, there are three! In the great age of mythology, demons are the strongest masters of all things! The supreme being of the whole world! And the great demons, many of them in the clouds, chose three mighty warriors, giving them eternal life and youth, and strength. In return, the three warriors swore allegiance to the demon gods for eternal life with their souls! And eternal life stays in the temple, and as the guardian here, the temple is always guarded. It can be said that the three Guardians of the Temple are the closest people in the world to the Lord of Demons! It's a special honor and an eternal mission! Three of the most powerful warriors in the world were chosen by the demons! The first is the demonic jihadist Osgilia. Second, it's me. I'm a Elf warrior! ”

Dewey was somewhat surprised: “Are you Elf?! ”

“Of course!” Soul Fire seemed a little proud.

“So why is it that the big guy in Osgilia has a body and you only have a pair of armor? ”

The tone of the Soul Fire dimmed: “My body was destroyed after the Great War. And here, while we can reshape the new body, we have eternal life. But... my power can no longer shape a body as beautiful as I used to be! I am an arrogant elf. How can I tolerate my soul in an ugly body? So I'd rather not be physically, just keep my soul. ”

Dewey nodded: "So, what about the third guardian? ”

He looked around the hall.

“With regard to the candidate for the third guardian, it was supposed to be a strong Orc warrior. But because the warriors of the Orcs and Dwarves look ugly, they desecrate this sacred place. So, the great demon god, especially chose one of the strongest beings of mankind... and this choice ended up with catastrophic consequences...”

“Go on.” Dewey Coldway.

“The status of mankind is humble and inferior. So, in order to be worthy of the status of guardian of glory, even the most powerful warrior among mankind is not qualified for such glory! So the last Lord Demon God decided: The third Guardian chose, exceptionally, a human God! Although human status is low, it can also be compensated for by a human god acting as guardian. And this third chosen guardian is... Ares! Man god of man. ”

Ares?

Ares, the god of man!? In the status of the god of the temple, bend to serve as the protector of the Temple of the Devil?!

Sure enough, the sound of the Soul Fire is filled with resentment: "But that guy is a traitor! He betrayed his soul vows and betrayed the great demon gods. ”

Dewey just laughed. “I remember, it wasn't just human beings who betrayed the Devil God. Elf tribes have also betrayed demon gods. So why do you remain loyal to the Devil God as a Elf Clan? ”

Soul Fire sighs: “My allegiance to the Demon God has transcended my race. These, you wouldn't understand. ”

Dewey no longer mocks each other because he hears the sound of this Soul Fire, that kind of solemnity and piety.

“What's on the tower? Is the demon sealed? What do you mean, bring him back to life? And... how can I bring my female companion back to life? How do we get out of here? ”

Soul fire sounds cold: "Aragon! You ask too much! Are you really Aragon? Hmm... you tell me how to break through the field here, and I'll answer your questions. ”

“Breaking through the realm will get you out?” Dewey's eyes shine.

“Of course! Although the demon god was implicated by the traitors, the scope of the demon temple still retains his divine domain. Only Lord Demon God is unable to leave this place. Someone must break through the realm here in order to get out of the passage... Aragon, last time, that's how you left! ”

“What about demon gods? Don't you have any power in the realm? Can't get out of here? ”

Soul Fire has already suspected: “I'm increasingly wondering if you're Aragon or not! Tell me the secrets of the field before I answer your question!! ”

Dewey laughed and he came a little closer and suddenly his fingers tightened:

“Sorry, I won't tell you! ”

“You, you promised!” Soul Flames Angry Roar.

“Oh, I lied. Can't the powerful in the realm lie?” Dewey's voice was faintly ruthless and disdainful.

With Dewey's palms tight, the Soul Fire finally banged and dissipated!

At the last moment of dissipation, the amazing voice drinks: "Aragon! You dirty bastard! Next time I regenerate, I will beat you!! ”

After listening quietly to his opponent's final roar, Dewey suddenly had a strange smile on his face:

“Remember, my name is not Aragon... my name is Dewey! ”

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It took Dewey almost all his strength to finally cross the Temple. Inside the hall are countless fine statues that are dazzling. And on top of all the giant pillars, all those fine embroideries, everything is saying, what a brilliant civilization this race once had!!

But Dewey didn't want to see it. The only place that allowed Dewey to stay for a while was in the middle of the Temple of Demons...

Conventionally, the statue of the Demon God should be placed in the middle of the Demon Temple.

But in the middle of the hall, that place left only an empty base! Above a giant base tens of meters wide, it's blank!

It seems that the statues used to be here, not knowing when they were removed.

This prevents Dewey from seeing the demon god before walking to the Tower of Heaven.

At this point, Dewey was followed by heavy footsteps.

Red water broke hard to get to Dewey's side, and with Dewey's eyes, he looked at the empty statue base: “Looks like we're going up... to see what's in that tower, right? ”

Dewey nodded.

“Dewey, I hope you can tell me a full story when we get out.” The tone of red water is very serious.

Then he reached out and gently held on to Dewey's shaky body.

Two men, who were supposed to be enemies, held each other up and walked out of this vast demonic temple.

When the two walked out of the hall, there was a distant stairway ahead of them.

That vast step, fearing thousands or more steps, above the distance, that vast black tower, stood there!

When the two of them first took the steps, suddenly, something abnormal happened!

Above the Black Tower, suddenly a huge black lightning struck from the sky!

Unbiased, leaving almost no room for both of them to react, black lightning splits directly on the steps in front of them!

Then, over the distant black tower, there seemed to be a voice, gently transmitted, which did not sound very prestigious, or even seemingly unparalleled, just so light, calm - even seemingly with a hint of sadness.

“Aragon, you come up here alone. ”

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Dewey glanced at the red water broke, the red water broke some anger in his eyes, but looking at the huge black lightning coming down from the sky, he closed his mouth, looked at Dewey and took a step back.

Dewey took a deep breath and looked at the tall tower in the distance, one step at a time, taking the steps!

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Count clearly in your mind.

From one to ten, from ten to hundred, from hundred to thousand...

Along the way, Dewey has tried hard to speed things up. But every step he takes, he clearly feels, from above the black tower, as if in the air, there is an invisible and powerful resistance! Just as if you were walking with a wind - even a hundred times stronger than a wind!

You know, Dewey's got starry space on his head right now! But Dewey is still working so hard, obviously there is a powerful field in this black tower against Dewey's upward power!

With the stars spinning, Dewey feels her power flowing fast every step of the way, and the limits of her body seem to have been reached long ago. How many times has Dewey had to lie down and faint once and for all?

When he finally walked to the 199th step, suddenly he felt a black flame circling from all sides!

As soon as his mind moved, Dewey's whole body was covered in starlight. The black flames surrounding them stood barely even though the pressure was strong.

Without a doubt, Dewey felt clearly - though he didn't quite understand it, there was only one certainty in his mind: he seemed to be in another “field”! When one realm entered another, under the collision of the two rules of space force, it was obvious that Dewey, who had just been broken through, immediately felt an extraordinary amount of effort!

Finally, in the black tower, that ghost voice came out: "Aragon, your power has regressed a lot… I am disappointed. ”

With this sound, the pressure around Dewey's body suddenly receded like a tide, and he immediately felt his whole body loose!

But when he looked down, he saw that his hands and legs had already been peeled open!

His fingertips, his muscles have dissipated by a fraction, revealing sharp Sensen white bones! And over the arms, countless pieces of flesh are crushing!

Every time he takes another step forward, his body collapses are rapidly accelerating!!

(Seems…… still not possible…)

Dewey sighed in his heart, looking at the huge entrance to the black tower right in front of him, he barely walked forward a few steps, as if he had taken the base step of the black tower at the foot, but finally, it was dark in front of him...

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Spontaneous, a gentle feeling that soaks up the body in warm water, making Dewey feel like an unusual comforter all over her body.

There was a glimmer of light in front of him, and as that glimmer of light spread away, Dewey finally saw everything in front of him!

I was so flat on a cold slab, looking up at the sky, black nothingness... some seemed black night sky, but no stars at all. It's a black void!

He subconsciously raised his hand and looked, but found the mountain of fingers, full of flesh, as if the body had just collapsed, but it had been completely repaired!

Dewey just tried to sit up struggling and suddenly turned her head...

(Joe Joe?!

Just on his left side, Jojo lay quietly there, closed his eyes, chest wounds had healed long ago, only that long eyelashes were covered, eyes were still closed, and... it seemed that she was so calm, calm even without breathing?!

As soon as Dewey's heart trembled, he reached out and tried to touch Jojo.

At this moment, a voice sounds from the underworld.

“If you want her alive, don't touch her. ”

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As soon as Dewey was shocked, he looked to the past, but when he looked into the sky, he finally saw, above his head, that black nothingness, suddenly a bright light struck down.

Within sight, in the nothingness above his head, a brilliant giant crystal stone emerged!

The crystal stone was like a cold ice, so quietly suspended in this nothingness. And when Dewey looked closely, he finally saw that in the crystal stone, there seemed to be a shadow!

That figure, as if it were so embedded in a crystal stone!!

“Aragon.” The crystal stone's shadowy opening: “I've been here 10,000 years and you're the only outsider... and you've been here twice. What a shame... unfortunately, I've waited 10,000 years, and you're the only one waiting... but you're not the one I want to see..."

As soon as Dewey's heart moved, she climbed up and looked up at the crystal in nothingness above: “Are you the demon god? ”

This time the question was not immediately answered, but went through a long period of silence.

After a long time, the shadow in the crystal seemed to laugh.

The laughter was endless with cold and sadness and deep ridicule and cynicism!

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... Demon god? Aragon, what's wrong with your soul? Are you asking me if I'm a demon? Hahahahahaha... the Osgilia and the elf out there, if you think so, I'm not surprised! But Aragon! You asked me if I was a demon??! Hahahahahahaha...”

Dewey was really surprised, and he said, “You, aren't you a demon god? Aren't you the demon sealed here?! ”

The voice in the crystal came with a sneer: "Of course I'm not! ”

Dewey took a deep breath: "You... who are you? ”

The crystal did not answer directly, and at this moment, Dewey suddenly felt the crystal, as if an invisible force had been fired down, over his body! It feels like there's something that just snoops right through you!

Finally, the voice sighed: “I see… you weren't Aragon… you weren't really Aragon. ”

“Of course I'm not.” Duvion Head: “Who are you? ”

“Me?” the voice sighed softly, as if there was a sadness that could melt away all the years!

“I, my name is Ares. ”

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