Chapter 283: Grab the Head!

"Roar--"

"Blasphemy, you, die!"

Salvatore smiled. Although he admitted that the illusory projection in front of him was indeed a god with the kingdom of the abyss, it still did not hinder his contemptuous attitude.

"You don't think that no one knows the origin of your country anymore, do you?"

He glanced at the big demons below, the Mubarak wizard who had nearly half of his origins wiped away, and the wary-looking Alais, and chuckled:

"I remember it was at the end of the Third Era. The world was turned upside down by Ms. Calamity. The Sun God, the head of the righteous gods at that time, united with several other gods to obliterate and devour her."

"The continent that was fought in that battle collapsed, and several of the gods who surrounded and suppressed Ms. Calamity were severely injured, including the Sun God himself, who was seriously injured and had to huddle up and sleep."

"And one of them was a very unfortunate guy - the former controller of the Abyss World, Zloyutro, who bore the brunt of the disaster and was directly torn apart the country by Ms. Calamity."

"In the end, you, the demigod commander, took advantage... didn't you?"

As if being touched by Salvatore's words, the illusory projection that replaced Mubarak and once again occupied the dark clouds slowly condensed and gradually gathered in those two pairs of eyes.

Vaguely, you can see pieces of fine and huge scales, as well as ferocious and sharp horns.

As Gregorian projection gradually appeared, the light of the red gems in the hands of the two great demons dimmed, and more of the abyss origin was absorbed from them.

As if he wanted to use this to accumulate more power to kill the person in front of him!

"You, wizard, have the right to call us, outsiders!"

"At least, we are protecting this world," Salvatore's smile faded and he said coldly: "Unlike you so-called gods, who tore this place into pieces for the sake of the country."

"Not just you, but also Nightmare, Desire, Despair, and the Twilight Cult."

"Compared to wizards, you gods of law and chaos are the terrifying disasters that cause the world to collapse!"

"snort!"

Gregor, the Lord of the Abyss, snorted coldly and dismissed his words.

It's just that his illusory head solidified a little faster, and he didn't even care about the faint pain of the two big demons below, trying to accumulate enough power to kill the reptilian wizard in front of him.

The weak Mubarak below actually nodded in agreement, glanced at the projection of the Lord of the Abyss above his head, and thought to himself: How can a wizard's wisdom be understood by a beast?

Although he was defeated by Salvatore, he still stood on the other side's side when it came to the wizarding world.

"Is what he said true?" Alais next to him asked in a low voice.

"What?"

"Is the wizard an outsider?"

"This is not something you should be concerned about. Instead of wondering about this, it is better to think about how to save your life from Salvatore."

Mubarak did not want to say more. The loss of his inner essence made him dissatisfied with Alais, the founder.

Damn it, at the beginning it was just about dealing with a young wizard and two saints from the Dawn Church.

As a result, no one from the Church of Dawn has arrived yet, but a legendary wizard from the Ghost School who is more terrifying than the Saint has arrived.

As a result, he lost a lot of original power and almost fell to the legendary level...

Alais was not worried and looked at the big demon and the projection in the sky, as well as the terrifying wizard opposite.

I just hope that the Lord of the Abyss can resist him...

At this time, Salvatore no longer paid attention to the shadow in the sky, but looked at the port below and asked coldly: "There are two people hiding in the dark. Are they not planning to take action or are they preparing for a sneak attack?"

As he spoke, his eyes fell on somewhere in the port and a corner under the high wall of the city-state, and he had already pointed out the hiding place of the two people.

"In the name of the ghost, the sneak attacker must first fall on this island!"

As soon as these words came out, Mubarak's expression changed slightly, he looked at Alais and reminded: "Call everyone out, otherwise he will keep his word!"

In fact, he didn't want to say this, but if he really made Salvatore unhappy, he was worried that the other party would kill him regardless.

Even with that inexplicable projection of a god standing in front of him, he still didn't feel that his side would be safe.

Alais shook his head. It was okay that the one from the Desire Sect had his trading contract, but Asmir Clift from the Disaster Sect was not something he could command.

"Then you think about it yourself..."

Mubarak kept silent, secretly regretting his involvement.

At this time, on the observation deck of a sailboat next to the port, a figure slowly emerged, with pink light flickering slightly. Looking at Salvatore in mid-air, he covered his mouth and smiled: "Sorry, sorry, I'll be out right away." Already~"

"Amisha Bangura of the Desire Sect?" Salvatore glanced at her, not being affected by the origin of desire in the other party, and smiled lightly: "It seems that the last one is not planning to appear. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the two pairs of bone wings behind him gently fanned twice, drawing four light arcs, and led him directly to land on the high wall of the city.

"Cechel, add Biardini!"

There was a faint, terrifying wailing sound - like a sound coming from another world, centered on the high wall and spreading to all sides.

"etc!"

In the shadow under the high wall, a man in black robe suddenly appeared, looked at Salvatore above, and said fearfully: "I have no intention of being your enemy!"

"Unintentional?"

As he spoke, the original body behind Salvatore's head chanted spells at the same time, and dozens of spells poured out.

The light of elemental spells shone, and the undead spells were even more strange and dark. From time to time, huge white bone claws stretched out from the magic circle and killed the black-robed man.

At the same time, Salvatore's body floated, and the huge bone wings were light as if they did not exist, bringing him to the side of the black-robed man in an instant.

"I said that those who hide and attack will fall first!"

The black-robed man flashed and avoided the spell pursuit. He looked at him with a gloomy face and sneered:

"Wizard, you don't think your spell can hurt me?!"

The strange black breath rushed into the sky, and the stirred clouds became darker. Two black lightnings came in an instant and hit Salvatore directly.

"Lilith, Tru, Wo!"

At the same time, the black-robed man had two more black daggers in his hands and roared.

Two crosses were slashed out, and his figure followed closely behind, dancing up!

"Disaster?"

Salvatore raised his eyebrows, and the spell rune imprint on his forehead rotated and froze.

His hands turned into two crystal bone hands, without dodging at all, and faced the two black slashes with straight claws.

Crack, crack!

Two crisp sounds rang out, and the slashes shattered at the moment of contact.

Even the two black daggers broke together--

"You, demigod?!"

The black-robed man flashed away, his eyes faintly filled with fear.

"I saw it wrong!"

Salvatore's cold voice sounded, and his figure followed closely behind, attacking again.

At the same time, the rune patterns on the two pairs of bone wings emerged, and the gray fog origin condensed into a huge sickle, which was held in his hand.

Horizontal slash--

"Death Scythe!"

"Don't be slashed, otherwise your origin will be corroded!!" Mubarak saw this and shouted a reminder.

At the same time, he pulled Ales beside him back.

The black-robed man was also aware of the power of the sickle. His sinister and thin face became more serious, and the origin agitated the black robe on his body, making a ringing sound.

"Wall of Sighs!"

A black door fell in front of him, and the withered and hideous faces on the door opened their eyes at the same time, staring at the sickle madly, opening their mouths as if to tear it apart and devour it.

"Heh!"

Salvatore chuckled and disappeared in an instant.

"Huh?" The black-robed man was startled. The terrifying aura behind the wall disappeared?

The next second——

"Be careful!" Amisha, the legendary follower of the Desire Sect who was watching, suddenly widened her eyes and shouted.

She didn't even have time to remind anyone to be careful.

"It turns out to be from the Disaster Sect."

Salvatore's slightly lazy voice sounded from behind the few people, and the sickle in his hand seemed to be slow but actually fast.

"Roar——"

"Damn——"

The gray sickle blades scratched their huge bodies without any injuries, not even a single scale was broken.

But as they wailed, the dark red abyss origin was stained with two blurry grays.

"You!?"

Salvatore appeared, glanced at the ruby, and chuckled: "Now, it's your turn to choose."

"Choose to continue to invest in the origin and let the projection of the reptile god continue to condense, or choose..."

"Death!"

Before the words fell, the death sickle struck again.

"You-you deserve to die!"

The big demon with two horns on his head stared at him and roared: "In the name of the great abyss master, the abyss is coming!"

He actually ignored it and took advantage of the fact that only part of the origin was eroded, wanting to speed up the arrival of the Lord of the Abyss. A beam of light shot from his forehead and went straight into the ruby.

Without waiting for Salvatore to continue, another tall demon glanced at Ales and said in a low voice: "The Abyss will find you."

After saying that, he shattered half of his body, and the dark red origin directly merged into the ruby.

"Oh?"

Salvatore was a little surprised by the choice of the two demons. He looked up at the gradually solidified head in the air and frowned slightly.

"This is a bit troublesome."

Bang!

At this moment, a series of gunshots rang out.

In just one second, dozens of bullets flashing with dim black light fell on the injured body of the thin demon.

The bullets exploded instantly when they landed on it, breaking it into a bloody mess.

The strange black light entered his body along the blood that looked like magma, and then, one pus bag after another emerged, and burst under the burning of the hot magma, and flowed out dark green pus.

Not only that, as the disease spread, his body was further withering, his muscles were shrinking, his skin was drying up, and his scales were falling off...

"Roar-this, this is-"

The skinny demon screamed in pain, the origin of the bullet made his already corroded body even more fragile.

"The origin of death?!"

"Eh?"

"Who's there?"

"Wayne?!"

At this time, several legends who were watching looked at the place where the gunshots came from-it was the "abnormal wizard" Wayne Loft who disappeared for a moment.

He was holding a strangely shaped long-handled gun, aiming at the demons, and kept shooting and reloading.

"This little guy...is he trying to kill him?"

Salvatore laughed dumbly, but didn't stop him.

The two demons were going to be killed anyway, so wouldn't it be the same who killed them?

But what he didn't know was that Wei En was planning to kill him quickly and replenish his body's consumed attributes and origin——

[You hit Andreas...Johnstone with a sniper rifle, triggering the burst rune, triggering the death characteristic - disease, and the death progress is 882/121342. Special rewards: +200 survival points, +10 marksmanship, +5 toughness level, +5 spiritual level. 】

【……】

[You hit Andreas...Johnstone with a sniper rifle, triggering the burst rune, triggering the death characteristic - aging, and the death progress is 33240/121342. Special rewards: Survival points +180, marksmanship +8, toughness level +4, spirit level +4. 】

[You hit Andreas... Johnstone with a musket, triggering the death characteristic - disaster, instant death progress 121342/121342... Special rewards: survival points +50, gun skills +2. 】

[Andreas... Johnstone triggers the death characteristic - death, dead. Evaluation: Head-stealing, right? I have to say, you seized the opportunity! Special rewards: +500 survival points, +20 marksmanship, +10 spiritual level, +10 toughness level. 】

In just a few seconds, Wei En emptied five magazines and took the opportunity to take the skinny demon away.

He was about to die, but dying in his hands would bring him a lot of rewards!

"Hoho, the little guy is really capable." Salvatore shook his head with a smile, glanced at the other big demon, and said with a smile: "How about he give it to you too?"

"That's best..."

[You are targeted by Asmir Clift’s murderous intent. Rating: Run! Reward: Survival Points +300. 】

Wei En's expression changed, he put away the [Explosive Sniper Rifle], and used Shadow Step to enter the kingdom of death.

At this moment, the man in black robe appeared, and the black dagger re-condensed in his hands slashed across Wei En's original position.

"Huh? Ran away?"

He was surprised, glanced around, and frowned.

With his original strength reaching the middle stage of the legend, he didn't find anything...

What kind of spell is that?

"careful!!"

Just when Asmir was confused, he heard Alais's voice in the distance, and he quickly ducked to the side.

"Well--"

The gray shadow streaked across his arm, directly shattering the original power in his arm.

The origin of black is mixed with a hint of gray——

"Who gave you permission to attack the little wizard!?"

Salvatore appeared next to him again, with huge gray scythes surrounding him, and dozens of original daughter spells reappeared.

"Damn it."

Asmir cursed secretly, tore off his arm and walked away.

at this time!

"Roar--"

The Lord of the Abyss stared at Salvatore with his blood-red eyes and roared in a low voice: "I, in the name of the Lord of the Abyss, command - Purgatory!"