Chapter 3360 Azmodan: I Heard There Are Five Four Heavenly Kings?

A pitch-black sword burning with pitch-black flames suddenly appeared from the void, with a clanking sound piercing the air. It was like a thrown boomerang, spinning at high speed and cutting off the giant snake-like mouth of the Gluttonous Demon King. .

In the mist, there was the sound of tiny footsteps, very light, as if it was just a small animal passing by, but every step it took, it was like stepping on the heart, making it difficult to breathe, and being oppressed by an indescribable pressure. With.

Immediately, a white and slender arm stretched out from the mist, firmly caught the giant sword that had spun back, and took another step forward. The sound of footsteps and the owner of the giant sword finally walked out of the fog.

Wearing a dark one-sleeved cloak, he only received a cute and cool look in someone's eyes. At this moment, he exuded a murderous aura, making the air dry and restless. The blood in his body, and even his soul, seemed to be all gone. It was evaporating, and even Belial, who was watching the sudden arrival of the girl in black cloak, subconsciously licked his lips that had lost their moisture.

The original black and shiny eyes were burning with cyan flames, and the painted pupils also turned cyan. Just being glanced by the flaming eyes, the soul seemed to have encountered a nemesis and turned into ashes in the cyan.

An ordinary demon king wouldn't even be able to resist her glance.

Biansha... no, it was Azmodan, a slender girl who caught the huge black sword that was taller than her. The sleeved cloak on her body was blowing in the wind. She lowered her head slightly, with black swaying bangs and eyes. The cyan flames intertwined together to form a unique, gorgeous... murderous aura!

"Xiao A, it turns out it's you." Belial spoke first, raising his little hand high and swinging it wildly as if nothing had happened, greeting his sister very enthusiastically.

Azmodan, carrying his sword and walking forward with his head lowered, passed directly by Belial, who was waving enthusiastically, like a child in trouble, ignoring his sister.

Belial had already expected this, and smiled as he watched Azmodan walk towards Galen, who was lying in a pool of blood, showing an innocent expression.

"Xiao A, you can't blame me. It's him who wants to die. I'm just fulfilling his wish. Besides, isn't the law of the jungle the law of the jungle? Isn't it the law of our hell to be inferior to others? Even if I was defeated by my little pet, it's not like that. It’s a matter of solutions, right, he can’t come to trouble me, I can’t fight back, right?”

Belial followed diligently, like a good sister trying her best to comfort and please her wronged sister.

Azmodan stepped on the blood lake and came to Gallon, who was floating quietly in the pool of blood, like a dry and rotten branch, with a distorted face and no longer human.

She put the black sword on her back, bent down, stretched out her hands, dipped into the pool of blood, and picked up Gallon. It was light, too light. Now Gallon's body was completely broken, and one of his bones was hollowed out. The dry wood makes no difference.

From behind, Belial's innocent voice came: "He used a forbidden move, and all the injuries on his body were caused by the backlash of the forbidden move. They have nothing to do with me."

"Of course." Belial tapped the side of his forehead, sticking out his pink tongue and acting cute: "The forbidden moves he used were taught by me, hehe."

Holding Gallon, who was as hollow as a strand of cotton wool, Azmodan's hands were trembling slightly, his head lowered, and the green flames burning from his pupils were swaying more fiercely.

"Xiao A, I advise you to give up. With such an injury, he used this forbidden move and he developed it to the extreme. The backlash is even greater. Even I can't save him."

As if he didn't see Azmodan's violent reaction, Belial continued to stimulate his sister with a nonchalant, innocent tone.

"No! Absolutely not!"

Azmodan turned his head sharply and raised his eyes. The blue flames swayed violently and splashed with crystal light spots. She shouted at Belial.

"Xiao..." Looking at his stubborn sister, Beryl sighed slightly.

"I'm doing this for your own good. Don't get more and more immersed in the game of lurking inside the enemy."

"It's up to you, idiot Belial, to burn your dreams! Social Security can save you!" Venting his inner grievances and anger, Azmodan shouted even louder. By the way, he learned the last sentence from his senior brother. What does it mean? I don’t know, it seems like he’s swearing.

"Um...uh..."

Even Belial was a little confused for a moment when he heard such incomprehensible curse words coming from the mouth of the idiot demon king.

At this moment, the Gluttony Demon King moved.

As the incarnation of the ten sins, it will never allow anyone to snatch the food from its mouth. This is not only a character factor, but also involves a profound issue of principle. If others are allowed to snatch the food from the tiger's mouth, then even if the ten sins are homogenized, Without the power, it will eventually be abandoned by the Ten Sins due to disqualification.

Even its owner, Belial, couldn't do this.

However, that petite figure exuded an aura that made it feel afraid. Every time it had the idea of ​​attacking, the power of the Ten Sins in its body could not help but violently turbulent, as if it was afraid.

Yes, the power of the Ten Sins is fearing that girl.

Because of this, the Gluttony Demon King has not taken action for a long time. Now, it saw that the guy who seemed to be snatching food from the tiger's mouth had a dispute with his master.

The time has come.

If the conditions are right, you may be able to see a sharp light flashing from the corner of the Gluttony Demon King's eyes.

It was as if a wise man with pearls of wisdom saw the enemy's flaw and shouted "Aunt!"

If you dare to steal food from my [Gluttony] and provoke your master, not even God can save you. My master and I join forces, we are strong and invincible!

As a result, the Gluttonous Demon King finally summoned up the courage to wave hundreds of giant-mouthed snakes and bite the girl who was as small as an ant in his eyes.

Facing the Gluttonous Demon King, Azmodan didn't even turn his head, but his expression changed.

From the grievance-like anger towards his family to the cold and murderous attitude towards his enemies, the air that was dry just a moment ago froze in an instant.

The burning green flames in her pupils condensed for an instant, her face was expressionless, she took out an arm from the gallon she was holding in her hands, pulled out the black sword from behind, and slashed sideways without looking at the enemy.

Wherever the sword tip crossed, a neat and perfect arc-shaped black line appeared. This black line extended outward and passed across the body of the Gluttonous Demon King.

Then, all its movements, the hundreds of giant snake mouths that were dancing ferociously in mid-air, swooping and biting towards Azmodan, stopped again, yes, stopped again.

If the Gluttony Demon could talk, he would definitely curse like this, you masters really know how to play.

Its body, divided by dark thin lines, was like a soft cake. When it was cut by the laser sword, it was cut in half without any hindrance in an instant.

However, it is immortal. Gallon has killed it thousands of times, and it is still here alive and kicking, let alone just cut in half.

However, it is dead.

The body that was cut in half burned with black flames. By the time the Gluttonous Demon King noticed it, it was too late.

A thing called pain bites it. Even if it is crushed by gallons thousands of times in a closed and twisted space, the Gluttonous Demon King still does not let out a single cry of pain. For the first time in a thousand years, the Gluttonous Demon King has let out its pain. I once thought it didn't belong to me.

Screams.

It was horrified to discover that the power of the Ten Sins and the Power of Gluttony, which formed it, were shrinking and decomposing under the burning of the dark flames, just like ants struggling to escape in the flames.

Its body is collapsing, and it, the Demon King of Gluttony, is being abandoned by the power of the Ten Sins under the threat of flames.

Pain, fear, mixed together, finally gave rise to another brand-new emotion.

A feeling called despair.

The Gluttonous Demon King finally realized why he was afraid of the aura emanating from the tiny ant-like girl in front of him.

She possesses strength that far exceeds her own, and more importantly, she possesses the ability to completely defeat herself.

That kind of powerful force that can restrain the power of the Ten Sins, not to mention that I have just completed the homogenization and can only use a small part of the power of gluttony. Even the first generation of the Ten Sins may not be able to resist it.

It was not very bright, like a soul with only a puddle of mud left in its brain. It finally had a bright light, and suddenly realized why its owner didn't transform his own power of ten sins, which was so powerful and intoxicating. the power of.

By the way, master, master, it must have a way to save itself.

From half of the body of the Gluttonous Demon King that was burning with pitch-black flames, a ball of mud that was only one-tenth the size was separated. It squirmed towards Belial with a slight trembling. After taking a few steps, this ball of mud was also covered in darkness. Devoured by the flames, another ball of mud that was only half the size separated from it and continued to squirm towards Belial.

They kept being separated like this, and finally, the Gluttony Demon King finally came to its owner, Belial. At this time, it was only the size of a fist, squirming under Belial's feet, wailing and screaming, and the dark flames were like tarsal bones. Gangrene, no matter how many times it is separated, remains firmly attached to it.

Only the fist-sized Gluttony Demon King was left, and it let out a last scream of despair and pain like a buzzing fly. A long snake with a giant mouth the size of a toothpick stretched out from its body, reaching up to Belial, wailing for help.

Immediately, the sound stopped in astonishment. The Gluttonous Demon King, who had been domineering for thousands of years, burned and dissolved under the feet of his master, and finally became silent and turned into an object similar to Rexiang.

The Demon King of Gluttony, who was most likely to become the Ninth Demon King, fell like this, with an ending that was almost like a farce.

As if he was just brushing off the dust on his shoulders, Azmodan sheathed his sword, held Galen again with both hands, bit his lip, and glared at Belial stubbornly.

It seems to be asking, are you going to stop me too?

"Oops, ouch." From the beginning to the end, Beryl never lowered his head to look at his feet, even when his little pet let out the last and most piercing cry of despair and reached out to her for help.

Her expression was a little melancholy. On the same day, she lost the toy she had kept for thousands of years and the pet she had cultivated for thousands of years. Together, these two sorrows made even Beryl burst into tears. With a dripping look, a pair of butterfly wings drooped feebly, like frost hitting an eggplant.

But soon, she cheered up, smiled innocently and brightly again, and touched Azmodan's head.

"I can't help it. Who told you to be my sister, Beryl? Go ahead."

"Yes." Azmodan, who was biting his lip, finally let go and nodded. As if he was afraid that Belial would regret it, he quickly left with Gallon in his arms.

"Xiao A, it's best to leave it to that kitten." Belial warned behind Azmodan who was leaving in a hurry. Azmodan paused, nodded imperceptibly, and left quickly.

At the edge of the fog, the two tails turned anxiously. From time to time, it would use the cane in its hand to hit its cat's head in annoyance.

Why am I so stupid that I can't control my legs, so I have to follow you secretly? Why am I such a bitch? Even though Gallen told me not to follow him anymore, I still have to come here to die.

Hurry up and run away before those adults notice you, it may still be too late!

It was thinking this in its mind, but the cat's legs were still spinning in place.

At this moment, a black shadow passed by, and Twin Tails was startled. When it saw clearly who it was, it fell to its knees with a thud, its crotch pants almost getting wet.

He couldn't forget the dark history of that year. It was because he suddenly saw the image of the adult in front of him that he used the trick that made him lose his wisdom and regret for the rest of his life.

Zero... ah, it's the original sin demon, Lord Azmodan! ! !

Azmodan, with a cold and gloomy face, stared at the twin tails in front of him and examined them. Finally, he silently placed the gal at the feet of the twin tails, gritted his teeth, and turned around to leave.

Meow meow meow?

The two-tailed black man asked the question. His eyes fell on Gallen who was badly injured. He was instantly startled. He looked around a few times and acted like a thief. He quickly picked up Gallon on his back, picked up the cat's legs, and ran all the way. He wished he could return to his ancestors and throw a pair of The arms are also used to escape.

In the mist, Belial's gaze fell into the distance, as if he had seen the whole scene.

With a pure smile on her lips, she suddenly turned around and looked at the tall figure appearing in the mist.

"Has that idiot Azmodan been here?" Andariel, who had just appeared, frowned and looked around.

"My dear, she was here before, but she has left."

"She ran very fast, don't let me catch her, otherwise I have to give her a good lesson. Look at what good things she has done recently." Sister An crossed her arms and looked sternly. There is no doubt that the queen's domineering progress is progressing.

"Xiao An'er, I have some bad news for you." Beryl said this while flapping his butterfly wings with a smile.

"The fifth partner in the plan no longer exists."

Her eyes finally fell on an object at her feet that looked like Rexiang... no, it was Lengxiang now.

"What good deed did Azmodan do?" With one look, Andariel knew whose hand it was.

"That's right, that's right. Next time you meet Xiao A, you have to take this account into account and give her a good scolding." Belial looked like a monitor who was making a report, nodding as he pecked at the rice. , flapping butterfly wings, naturally sat on the shoulders of the tall and powerful Sister An.

"Hmph, that guy Azmodan finally did something good."

"That's right, we have to reprimand Xiao Ah like this...wait, what?"

"I have never recognized this ignorant and disgusting guy as our partner, not now, and certainly not in the future." Andalil showed disdain and kicked the Leng Xiang away.

"Instead of losing the face of our four demon kings in the future, it is better to solve it now. Sister Beryl, the four of us are enough. With the strength of the four of us, even those three guys and those birdmen None of the leaders can do anything to us, there is no need to add new partners, there are only four demon kings in this world, not five demon kings!"

Seeing that Andariel, who was usually cold and taciturn, suddenly started talking more, Belial showed great interest.

"But, I remember you said not long ago that you praised me for being a good thug."

"Did you say it? No, I can't remember clearly." Andalil tilted his head and firmly refused to admit it.

"Also, the strongest man in the alliance was rescued by Xiao A."

"I can crush the strongest person in the alliance to death with just one hand. Let alone one of them escape, even if ten of them escape, it won't be a big deal."

"I don't think you can squeeze Xiao An'er to death with one hand... uh, forget it."

Belial seemed to have finally gotten over the sadness of losing his toys and pets, showing a teasing smile.

"Xiao An'er, you always like to scold Xiao A. As expected, you are actually very gentle to Xiao A. Oh~~~ Even I want to be your sister. How about I call you Sister An?"

"Sister Belial, stop making trouble." Andalil's face turned cold, he lifted Belial off his shoulders like a kitten, shook it off, and made a gesture to leave.

"I was wrong, Xiao An'er, I won't tease you anymore, let's talk about serious things."

Seeing Belial's sincere expression, Andalil finally stopped, but still did not turn around, looking indifferent as if he was about to leave at any time.

"It's rare to prepare two good plays, Xiao An'er. You haven't told me the ending of the other good play yet, or did you say that you came here before finishing it?" Beryl blinked his cunning eyes and said with a smile.

"It's over." Andariel said lightly, with disappointment hidden in his tone, as if the toy he was interested in had been taken away.

"Look at your expression, Xiao An'er... Hey, no way. Did my little cuties win? They can't even handle this level of problems?"

"No, those little bugs won."

Hearing Belial actually call those resentful souls that have condensed thousands of years of resentment and curses as cuties, even though they use bones as their thrones, Andalil, who is already very interested in curious things, can't help but twitch his brows, and he feels like losing to him. the other person’s feelings.

"I'll just say it, otherwise the next gift I've prepared will be useless?" Belial patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"But, it's over." He left this sentence without looking back, and regardless of whether Belial could understand it or not, Andariel took a big step and disappeared into the mist...

"I won, is it over? I see, now... things may become more interesting." Looking at the place where Andariel disappeared, Belial murmured to himself, with a smile in his eyes, as if he didn't care at all. Not surprised, including such an accident, everything was expected...

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