The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Chapter 738: Failed Trials

Working with the devil, obviously with the tiger, regardless of the layout, succeeded in killing Cavins, and eventually we would definitely turn our faces around and kill each other.

But if you refuse to cooperate, it's a pity, after all, that Sophokery has accurate information on Cavins, which is what I need most right now.

I was in a state of hesitation, and the next thing I knew, the giant claw came down from the sky, telling me that I had made an attack.

But unfortunately, the only thing that struck him was the incarnation fragment that Shreim turned into, and the only thing that struck him was a phantom, and Sophokery's body didn't move.

From the beginning, we weren't talking about the body.

I stood silently in the cloud, looking down at the big demon still drinking tea, and it seemed that it was time for this blow, just a signal.

There are things that don't really need to be said too clearly, whether you promise to enter the game or not, at least show some fighting power in order to have the right to speak up, which is the rules of communication of the Abyss bosses.

Now that I have said my demands in good faith, Alfred is testing my personal strengths after breakthrough to see if I can have an equal voice.

But if I was too weak or too bloated, he'd be happy to get rid of me, and of course, the other way around, if I had a chance to get rid of the big demon in front of me, how could I miss it?

In fact, if he blocks me today, this is inevitable.

“Oh, you wouldn't even be willing without trying? ”

Although the risk has not been reduced by half from a life and death struggle to a mutual probe, it will be turned back into a life and death struggle as soon as a breakdown or power gap becomes apparent.

The glory of holiness gathered beside me, and I took a deep breath, representing the dawn of the sword's hands and the angel's wings behind it all unfolded.

For an angel, wings, not just decorating and flying functions * * officials, really function to store and draw on more power of order. In a sense, the number and quality of wings also represent the upper limit of that angel's order power, the more powerful the angel, the stranger the wings look.

Two wings, four wings, six wings, twelve wings, metal wings, light wings, broiler wings, dragon cavalry, plankton... Seems to mix in something messy, but angel wings vary according to their rank and position, which in a sense is really a function * * official.

Their most basic ability is to extract the power of order from the upper echelons, replenishing their consumption and increasing their power, so their wings are always slightly luminous and extremely good at protracted warfare.

I took a deep breath, and endless holy light was drawn from the upper layers, and the whole world was baptized by the golden glow, which gathered at least ten times faster than in the past.

Previously, my angel of war transformed, and still hasn't changed the essence of my lifestyle, and now my blood can give me real strength.

The Angel of War, the name of my blood of the Angel of Order, on the ancient hierarchy tree, is not a conventional ancient angel, but an honorary title bestowed by the Creator on an ancient angel of great priority in certain fields, whose name illustrates the character of such an angel.

Without him, good fight.

And as the top warrior of the order camp, the greatest reliance itself is on the use of the power of order, or what, more than the power of infinite order, can increase their power.

In a sense, the two implicit wings of the golden light are also one of the finest epic weapons dedicated to extracting and amplifying the power of order.

I can even implicitly feel that the upper exit of the power of the holy light, the core of the pillar of heaven (the pillar of order), and the pillar of heaven equivalent to the Underworld River, are the source of all the forces of order, but also the river of light that exists outside the soul without any contact.

The purest power of order can be drawn from the pillars of light, and it appears that the goddess of order has cheated again.

The whole sky was rendered holy, and my wings had become magnificent enough to rival the length of the battleship, but I didn't feel like I had reached the limit.

Perhaps under the authority of a creator God, I take less holy light than a pure god of order, but I'm afraid I'll have to take the lead in quality.

With the support of a great deal of holy light, the blade of light at dawn of the Holy Sword has been extended indefinitely, and this design is also the basis for me to kill the great demons and the dead.

“Second mode…”

Five small accessories flew away when the demonic pattern on the handle was lit.

One was flying at high speeds and the other four were bouncing around, occupying four corners.

And I, who hold the sword, myself emit the holy light and become a veritable source of light.

Infinite holy light bounces back and forth during, and every bounce adds itself, which is a special area of mirror manufacturing.

Under the amplified bounce of the auxiliary magic mirror, Holy Light becomes hotter and more deadly, combined with the pure power of Holy Light to purify and modify, in the field of purifying and modifying.

Next, with the establishment of the link of light, I am no longer the only light source, above and around my head, the five light sources are lit at the same time, and the whole world is baptized by Holy Light.

Even the mighty Sophocles, under the baptism of the unprecedented realm of holy light, instantly become blind.

The vast and powerful body of the devil brings a greater area of illumination, and the continuous pure holy light purifies and weakens all non-orderly forces within the scope, perhaps less hegemonic than the fundamental holy light, but this persistent weakening works better in the face of strong enemies.

The power of chaos distortion characteristic of the Great Devil can instinctively abyss the surrounding environment and turn it into the home of its own power, while my holy field of light erases these chaos marks without consuming them.

Instead, the vast body became a weakness, with high concentrations of holy light in the air, dissolving the Great Devil's body like sulphuric acid.

Perhaps it will not be possible to threaten the Abyss God for a short time, but the continued weakening is endless. If I now have the full version of the Ice Demon Sword North, and the two Demon Swords work together, I can try to leave Sophocles here permanently.

I don't want to reveal my cards as soon as I come up, let alone throw out the killer in front of the certainty that I don't have to kill, but when my opponent is like Sophokery, saving hands is like sending him away.

And the spread of light in this wide area is just the beginning, and more holy light gathers on the dawn of the Holy Sword, and the concept of "concentration of light" turns it into a deadly needle of light.

When the power of light gathers to the extreme, that blade will have the power to strike the gods.

The Sword of Light has been extended to hundreds of meters, but I still hold it firmly in my hand, only as the sword blade points out, and has been aimed at the core of the Lord of Demons.

“Gathering, gathering, more gathering are meaningless to the existence of the Chaotic Lord's Divine Class, and only by compressing to the power of the ultimate pure order will it be possible to break through their defenses and destroy the heart of their demons. ”

“Ow!”

The great demon roared from the sky, and the power of the twisted chaos erupted like a volcano, and the black mist slag covered his body and was baptizing against the holy light.

The beheading sword behind him was held in his hand, but merged with flesh and blood. The mountainous sword was covered with thick blood. When the great demon held his true power, the whole world trembled as if in fear.

The Great Devil breathed heavily, the endless power of the abyss gushed from beneath the surface, and he had completed the link to the abyss at all costs, the entire earth disintegrating in tremors, all to chaos.

On the pitch-black earth, the Lord God of Chaos grew more haughty, and his vast body swelled by three points. The sword that accompanied him was enough to cut off any mountain.

Finally, he moved.

The giant demon wielded a giant sword bigger than the flesh, chopping it into the sky.

The Great Devil's footsteps were creating an earthquake, and the red blood rays allowed the sword to sweep, waving even through the clouds.

When I saw this sword, I knew that no matter what angle I was hiding from, it would eventually collide with my lightsaber.

The traces, seemingly implicit in the smell of cause and effect, this great devil, famous for his cunning, is a remarkable sword saint!

Sophocles have succeeded in forcibly linking this place to the abyss, a sword that will lead to the power of chaos in the abyss.

“Damn, didn't you say probe? What are you doing so desperately? I can't kill you. I'll let you sleep in the abyss for hundreds of years at most. ”

At this time, Sophokery, the bottom of his heart is scolding his mother. Isn't this a test? He dropped the nuclear bomb and pressed the cards at the first stroke, and the first stroke was to fight each other. What kind of test is this?

In fact, he knew that Roland, who had just broken through, had this devil-specific Ace card in his hand for the Holy Light nuclear bomb he had prepared to come to the door.

Both sides feared that the opponent had turned the test into an extermination, and that the result of constant physical strength was that the opponent had become a full-fledged fighter.

When you throw a big hand, the other side leaves room, is it waiting to die?

Sophokeri regretted his recklessness and his goal was simply to find out if Roland was a killer who threatened the presence of the Devil's Lord, which turned out to be not only real, but also for himself.

If you knew, you would be desperate to do it, but at this point, whoever stops first will give the initiative to the other party and die voluntarily.

“Buzz! ”

When the extended sword of pure white light collided with the red light of blood, the whole world echoed the beep, and after calming down, the shaded grey column of light shot into the dome.

It's an endlessly stretched supermassive column of light that can be seen straight into the sky, even on a floating boat that's been gone for hours.

And the next moment, the columns are still going higher, and the more deadly shock waves are spreading, and they're going to completely turn this wasteland into a deserted area.

The power of order, the power of chaos, constant collisions, explosions, even the creatures buried underground will be corroded and baptized.

Shockwaves continue to spread, seemingly indefinitely.

And even dozens of kilometres away, the floating boats continue to thrive in shockwaves, becoming even more pathetic.

They should be glad that if they were on the ground by now, they would have lost their lives.

Perhaps, in the last few decades, there will still be no grass here.

And like the jihad of previous generations, history will record that this wasteland, once a battlefield for the mighty of the Lord God, was completely destroyed.

Perhaps, in the last few years, there will be strange new species, just like the ancient battlefields.

At the same time as the shockwave erupted, both sides of the fighting had disappeared without a trace.

Twenty minutes later, a scorched black body fell on the deck of a floating boat. He was covered in burning pitch black, flaming red, chaotic and orderly fighting was still taking place on the flesh. The twisted bloody fog was also eroding the body of the coke, approaching his deck, either directly corrupting, weathering or igniting.

When the guards around them were in shock, they rushed to get water to put out the fire, and some people found out how familiar it had just fallen.

“Isn't this His Royal Highness who just left? What..... is it ripe? ”

“Lorraine is immortal, ripe and alive. Wow, he can still stare. ”