The World of Deities

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Su Ye had heard of the name of the Storm Sword, and once it was used, even the most powerful Legendary Purgatory Demon King would either die or be injured.

Su Ye was not careless and went all out to cast spells.

All kinds of magic flew intensely towards Sneak.

However, Sneak's three pairs of blood-bladed wings and demigod power were too strong, and no amount of magic, including Catastrophic Fire, could interrupt Bartola's sword technique.

Eventually, Su Ye realized that the demons were indeed powerful, and if it were a human heroic warrior, as long as it wasn't a heroic king, it would have been melted away by its own magic.

"In that case, I'm also slightly serious."

Behind Su Ye, one by one, palm-sized Purgatory Demons appeared, each one exactly like Su Ye, flames wrapped around their bodies, arms folded over their chests, proudly looking forward.

A full twenty legendary magical avatars!

"Are these my brothers? I want to touch it." Little Medea's eyes shone.

At this time, a succession of various ethnic curses rang out from the audience.

Translated into the human language, it was a form of cursing that was used throughout the arena.

"Grass!"

Larence was stunned and muttered to himself, "I thought that Suye and Aristotle were the most perverted magical geniuses, but I didn't think that there were even more perverted ones in hell."

"The Dwarf God is on ......" Blackbeard was blinded.

Giger and Black Tongue opened their mouths wide, their long tongues hanging out of the corners of their mouths, saliva slowly dripping.

The two crimson priests were dumbfounded.

Magic avatars were not something that could be had just by wanting them, not only were they difficult to make, but the success rate was very low.

Not only was it difficult to make, but the success rate was also very low. Usually, it was quite good for a legendary magician to have one.

The two legendary Crimson Priests had none.

This Purgatory Demon King, twenty of them in one breath?

Sneak's body shook, almost interrupting the sword technique.

"It's useless to use illusions here!" Sneak said, his breath around him climbing steadily, deep blue magic power like or spurts.

Then, a translucent Zanjian sword appeared behind him, and then, one after the other rapidly appeared, and soon there would be hundreds or thousands.

"Illusion?" Suye smiled slightly and reached out his hand to point at Sneak.

"The Great Disintegration!"

The moment the spell was cast successfully, Su Ye teleported fifty meters away from Snack.

Twenty-one streaks of colored light erupted out, converging into a torrent of colored light, like dozens of rainbows tangled together, instantly drowning Sneak.

After the flood of rainbow light, the bloody blades behind Sneak were gone, and the Storm Sword disappeared.

The light on the four legendary swords dissipated, and the magic power ran out.

The light on the surface of the Zanjian Sword dimmed.

All the protection of Sneak's body from the inside to the outside crumbled away, and the powerful gifts were slowly recovering, but the small gifts fell into a long sleep.

His original black and blue scales were white.

The hero lost his color.

After a moment of silence, there was a succession of clan curses.

It was horrible!

There is a fundamental difference between twenty-one Great Disintegration Techniques that work at the same time, and twenty-one Great Disintegration Techniques used in a row.

This is the equivalent of Sneak taking the attacks of an entire twenty-one Legendary Masters at the same time!

Not to mention heroes, demigods would be confused.

The twenty legendary avatars behind Su Ye suddenly disappeared, and then, reappeared.

At this moment, Sneak had a bad premonition.

The entire audience had a hint of a possibility, and stared with wide eyes, full of anticipation.

Su Ye extended his finger to Snake.

"The One Finger of Death."

Twenty-one gray rays of light instantly fell on Sneak.

The crowd even had the illusion that, at this moment, the shadow of the god of death holding a scythe appeared behind Su Ye.

If a legend encounters the terrifying "twenty-one fingers of death," he will surely die.

Heroes do not die easily because their souls are stronger, and he did not die.

However, twelve large holes appeared in his body, each the size of a basin, running through his body.

Each of the great holes was a perfect circle.

The flesh, blood, bones, and magic inside the large hole all dissipated.

The thick grayish-white scent of death swirled around the smooth, neat wounds.

Sneak did not die, but all the body tissues in the twelve locations of the big hole were completely dead.

Sneak roared, his body spurting with magic power, trying to use his natural power to restore flesh and blood.

However, the twelve holes did not respond.

Flesh and bones were not born, and blood did not flow.

They were utterly dead.

The whole audience watched this scene with great shock, no screams, no tribal curses.

This was the same six-armed serpent demon that was famous for its physical strength, a giant group.

If it had been a heroic demon with a slightly weaker body, it would have been completely dead.

"You shouldn't go down."

Suye said, and the twenty avatars disappeared and reappeared again.

Sneak moved.

Not forward, but backward.

His cold snake pupils were filled with fear, as well as deep chagrin.

At this moment, there was still no cheer from the audience, for they were desperately trying to keep their eyes open to see what came next.

They were determined not to miss a scene that would make it into the history books of the Abyssal Plain.

"And you shouldn't have provoked me."

Su Ye said, pointing once again at Sneak.

"Soul Shackle!"

Twenty of the small Purgatory Demon Kings also extended their fingers together.

The moment they heard the incantation, many demons had a headache and stiffened their bodies.

Those ordinary devils even almost lost their bowels in fear!

What happens to the twenty-one soul shackles when the twenty-one Great Lysis and twenty-one Fingers of Death are still fresh in our minds?

The dense, dark chains poured into Sneak like an overwhelming swarm of snakes, moving under his skin.

"Ah ......"

Snake-like a madman, he threw down his weapon, covered his head with his six hands, howled wildly, and rolled all over the ground, smashing potholes in the ground.

The Zanjian sword fell to the ground.

All the demons were chilled to the bone, but what happened to the hero's head that caused such pain?

At this time, maidens with lanterns everywhere were salivating.

"His soul, it is cracking."

It dawned on the crowd.

One shackle is confinement, but more than twenty shackles, that is not confinement, but crushing or tearing.

The magicians, sorcerers, priests and warlocks who cast the spells were horrified.

This Purgatory Demon King had changed the nature and purpose of a legendary magic.

The Sneak rolled over and howled for five minutes before slowly losing his voice and his body slowly convulsed.

The crowd could see tiny bits of blue light emerging from his body.

The hero's soul was as strong as substance.

But even though it was so strong, it was still crushed and torn apart by a legendary magician.

A legendary lantern carrying maiden teleported near, saluted Su Ye first, and said, "I was ordered by the Infernal Demon Batola to collect the broken soul for you."

Su Ye nodded his head.

The maiden with the lantern first used the barbed flesh picking whip and the thorn pain howling whip to strike Snike, then the flaming heart in the lantern shook, and an expression of infinite pleasure appeared on her face, holding the soul taking blade and stabbing into Snike's skull.

"Pain descends, joy departs." The expression on the young girl's face grew happier.

Snike's body twitched as if he had been electrocuted, and then, a ray of blue light flew into the soul-seeking blade.

Soon, a dark blue polyhedral crystal coalesced beneath the dagger.

"Do I need to exchange it for prison currency for you?" The Lantern Maiden opened her mouth, her black teeth sharp, the roots of her teeth glittering with various colored gems, and her pale yellow saliva flowing down the corner of her mouth.

Su Ye tossed 100 prison coins to the lantern girl and said, "His soul is useful to me." "As you command."

"As you wish." The Lantern Maiden reluctantly handed over Snike's heroic soul and accepted the 100 prison coins as a reward.

Su Ye hung Snike's space head on his waist, and then put Snike's soul, weapon, and corpse into the space head.

Su Ye lifted his head and looked forward.

"Next."

The other seven legendary six-armed snake demons were all in a state of dementia, their bodies shaking heavily at the sound of death.

Some of the legends hurriedly looked at Jig and Tongue of Green and Black.

These two could not even see the eyes of their peers, for they were in the same state of dementia as Su Ye's subordinates nearby.

Only little Medea was bouncing around excitedly, flashing her little wings.

Bartola's rabid voice carried throughout the arena, "Audience! You low, despicable, shameless scum! Did you see that? Legend, about to rise from the Burning Skull City! Legends, already written in the devil's gut! The battle for fame of the new legendary Purgatory Demon King Socrates and the easy slaying of his fellow giant hero, the Six-Armed Serpent Demon, will go down in the annals of the Plain of the Underworld! I know some people lost their prison coins, but that doesn't matter, what matters is that we witnessed a battle like no other! This battle will affect the future of the Infernal Plain! Let's thank Sugra for his wonderful battles and unimaginable magical abilities! Let us, cheer for the future devil lord, Socrates!"

As a result, a sparse number of people responded accordingly.

Because most demons haven't figured out what's going on.

A heroic giant, just like that?

Was that an illusion or not?

Why are there so many legendary avatars?

Should Purgatory Demon King's full name be Su-Gra with 20 of his own?

There are many more demons with sad faces.

Lose a lot!

Impulsive!

"Damn Sneak, what a loser!"

"Damn, I had saved my 3,000 prison coins to look for underground earthworm demons!"

"These damn six-armed snake demons, why aren't they all dead!"

Bartola doesn't care about the cheers of those people, an inflamed demon's heart is pounding!

It's a great deal! It's too much money!

This deal alone today, in addition to paying tribute to the major powers, you will end up with less than 1 million prison coins.

For any legend, this is an enormous amount of money, which can be spent back home in the Abyss.

It turns out that running a gladiatorial arena is more profitable than selling slaves.

Why didn't I know that before?

The two Crimson Priests looked at each other with particularly strange eyes.

Was this kid in disguise all along?

Wouldn't twenty magical avatars defeat all the legendary Crimson Priests?

The key avatar can also unleash protective magic, including the famous Spell Reflex and Spell Melt.

If these twenty magical bilocations were partly using attack magic, partly using protection magic, and partly using spell reflection and spell melting, no legendary wizard would be able to do anything about it.