Frost Wings

As for the origin of Asmodeus, the Lord of the Nine Prisons, there are many theories in the multiverse, such as the origin of the plane, the fall of angels, the theory of the same origin of the gods, etc. If Asmodeus allows multiple The Cosmic Learning Group uses this topic to write a dissertation, and it is estimated that thousands of Ph.D. and master's degrees can be successfully graduated.

The Lord of the Nine Prisons obviously does not like others to study his privacy that much. Anyone who is smart and wise and who has researched results in this area will be cursed by him across hundreds of planes, die within a day and then hand over their souls to hell. Become the loyal servant of the Devil King.

A small number of geniuses are either strong in the background or strong enough to survive the death research, but they will keep quiet about Asmodeus' information and dare not say more.

But no matter what, there are two things that can be confirmed about the news about the Lord of Nine Prisons.

Number one, he's old, and number two, he's strong.

The history of Asmodeus's fortune has long been submerged in the long history of the multiverse. No matter what age he was born in, the pantheon that first saw Asmodeus' existence may have long since changed in the pantheon. It is very common in any plane. It is unknown that after tens of millions of years, the diligent change of the gods has changed hundreds of crops; the slow ones have also changed a dozen times, nine The Lord of the Prison is still the Lord of the Nine Prisons. He can be said to be the ninth of the gods of the running water. His age has also become a mystery of the universe.

As for how strong Asmodeus is... a long lifespan is sometimes not equal to great strength, but more often it is equivalent. In such a long time, even a mediocre person will become extremely powerful ——You can have no IQ and no awareness of cultivation, but how huge will the luck capital accumulated over tens of millions of years be?

Just the accumulation of time cannot be underestimated, and the 'capital' that Asmodeus itself has is even more imaginative. In very exaggerated rumors, Asmodeus is equivalent to the Nine Hells itself, and the personality is the same. to dominate.

Such a statement may be a bit overestimated, but when it comes to strength, Asmodeus will definitely not fear any gods.

In terms of time accumulation and spellcasting ability, Asmodeus can be regarded as a powerful root spellcaster; according to the latter, his soul essence is the protoss of the Nine Hells.

The combination of these two will first produce an extremely terrible chemical reaction. Each layer of the Nine Hells has the size of a planet. The lower the plane, the stronger the energy. As the incarnation of the Nine Hells, Asmodeus The total amount of source power that can be controlled is at least fifty times that of Bai He.

This huge size is far from being comparable to an ordinary **** system. At this level of Baihe, he has dug into a deeper essence through phenomena.

The Lord of the Nine Prisons has such a powerful and terrifying power, and he would have broken free from his shackles and flew away when he put it on Bai He; with such a total amount of source power, which **** system is not an invincible existence?

The Lord of the Nine Hells is bound in the Nine Hells, and his influence has never been greatly expanded in the material world, penetrating through the fog, Baihe's sight is deep in the source of Asmodeus, and he can smell a A taste of trauma.

Great trauma deep into the soul and body.

Just a glance, he was rejected by Lao Jiu, but Bai He was still able to make a rough estimate that the power displayed by Asmodeus was at least 95% suppressed by this heavy injury. result. Perhaps it was such a heavy blow that bound its body in hell.

Bai He couldn't help but feel more terrified.

What kind of monster is this guy? The source power of the body can be compared to several star systems.

It's just okay, fortunately, this old ninth is a grasshopper after the autumn, and his prestige will not be long.

Bai He vaguely felt that the scar on the Lord of the Nine Prisons was a real fatal wound, and it kept making this terrifying existence weaken and die at a very rapid rate. Maybe after a while, this The Lord of the Nine Hells is about to weaken to the point where he has to resort to other powers to continue his life.

It’s just that the problem at hand still cannot be solved. The Lord of the Nine Prisons in front of him is still at the height of his power. It takes dozens of white rivers to be tied together to reluctantly go back and forth with him, otherwise he will only be crushed. Son - fortunately, this dragon has comprehended the root magic, otherwise there would be no chance of running away.

So scary, so scary.

Bai He secretly sighed and thought about it, what should he eat, drink and drink? No matter what Asmodeus thinks, the ability to run is quite invincible. The Lord came to the door, just to increase the convenience of customs clearance.

Bai He looked at the talisman in his hand that claimed to be able to summon the army of **** at a critical moment, and thought that this was a scam. He clearly had to use his root magic power to open a passage, otherwise, what was the difference between waste?

Boom!

Baihe was sitting in the tavern, drinking tea and eating tomatoes, when a few loud noises suddenly broke out in the city. The roar of explosions and shouts of killing came violently. Just as Baihe put down the cup, the adventurer in the tavern ran away. Seven, seven, eight, eight, he picked up a tomato, just took a half bite, the roof cracked, a thick siege ballista shot through the ceiling, flew over Baihe's head, and rumbled the bar counter into a bang. shards.

what the hell?

Bai He hurriedly crouched down, his body at the moment was nothing but a mortal body, and this siege weapon was just like giving up this beacon.

However, with protective magic, there is no need to be afraid. Relying on the consciousness of splitting, he is still a very high-level legendary spellcaster, completely worthy of any mortal powerhouse.

"Quick! Run! The rebels are attacking the city!"

The owner of the tavern had already taken his family into the basement. Seeing that there was another guy who didn't know who was alive and dead in the restaurant, he hurriedly raised his hand and shook it around. A rocket fell from the sky, and the owner hurriedly closed the lid. Then there was the sound of chains.

Bai He shook his head, covered with a number of magic, he flew in mid-air and returned to the office of hell, but saw the people inside were also arranging the parcels in a panic. Seeing this, Bai He grabbed a petitioner, He asked, "Why are you running in such a hurry?"

"The situation is urgent." The priests opened the secret passage and signaled Baihe to follow: "The rebels have broken through the city."

"There was no warning when this city was attacked?" Bai He was a little confused: "All the nearby garrison troops eat shit? No blockade of large-scale teleportation?"

"This is a combination of inside and outside, and there are shouts of killing from inside. In short, we must continue to run. The rebels are a group of religious lunatics under Elmera~www.wuxiahere.com~ The royal family of the imperial capital is Mahuda. The rebels will not spare heretics like us.”

Elmira?

The **** of evil judgment under Mallock?

Familiar religious conflict of all evil. Bai He thought silently.

Boom!

Suddenly the superstructure collapsed with a loud noise, and the devil priest was caught off guard and was sent to **** by a large rock.

Bai He was unhappy in his heart, as soon as he came in, he encountered chaos, how could he still develop? Do you have to adapt to the situation and create a plot?

He floated into the sky, and his eyes searched in the city. In this kind of war, there are often plots that can be triggered, such as the royal family in distress, the princess waiting to be rescued, and so on. This is the key to getting things done.

The city is very large and the palace is quite gorgeous.

Bai He carefully searched for the plot, and sure enough, in a corner of the palace, he saw a few burly men surrounded by a wretched old man, chasing a ten-year-old loli;

This Lolita was dressed in a maid's clothes that didn't quite fit. Obviously, she was hurriedly changed into preparations to abscond and was blocked. The two sword-wielding servants and several female officials guarded her in the middle with pale faces.

A large wave of soldiers blocked the passage. In the back room was grabbing a few female officers and pressing them there to output frantically. The wretched old man in front was defended by a group of soldiers, and he was looking at the shivering little girl with serious eyes, kindly. lol:

"Princess Amisa, you are surrounded, surrender to us and repent to our great God, and we will keep your life safe."

"You, you... you traitor, you can never sully the honor of the royal family, I, I, I will not yield to you!"

Bai He watched from the wall, listening to this familiar line, calmly took a bite of the apple in his hand.

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