Chapter IV

(Ask for flowers and ask for a monthly pass).

(I'm going to the supergod world right away.,Eh.,The first three chapters are really time-giving.,Please forgive me.,Any questions and opinions can be raised in the comment area.,I usually read the comments often.。 )

The non-commissioned officer sneered and said

"Lingye, aren't you surprised why you didn't notice our breath? The spatial effect created by the three demon lords with their magic power really obscured our breath."

After saying that, he laughed wildly again: "And here, today is the place where your bones are buried! Your time of death has arrived!".

"Eh, is this your common problem if the villain talks a lot?".

Lingye shook his head, looking unusually speechless.

I don't know who stipulates it.,Every time the villain kills someone, he has to say a lot of things.,Isn't it good to do it directly?

But since the other side likes to be verbose, then simply let him go down and get more information.

"Oh, why? Can't I, the dying man, hear why I'm dying?

He crossed his hands and looked at the demon non-commissioned officer standing on the roof with a smile on his face, his beautiful and delicate face making him look very harmless to humans and animals.

Or perhaps he felt that the big picture was decided, and the leading heavily armored demon decided to tell all the plans.

"Hmph, it's okay to tell you that you're going to die!".

He sneered, and said it very frankly, Lingye felt that there were too many slots but the atmosphere was so serious, isn't it good to complain about it?

"The destruction space that the three demon lords have jointly arranged with the source of their lives that represents their respective duties!"

"As long as you stand within the range of the formation, your body will be completely locked in this space and you won't be able to leave at all!"

The heavily armored demon grinned, the corners of his mouth furrowed to make his countenance even more terrifying.

"It won't be long before you'll be torn to pieces by the pure three strands of origin power! hehehe, you feel it now, right?"

Suddenly, he laughed sadly, his smile full of schadenfreude and cheerfulness.

"Hmph..."

Ling Ye snorted coldly, he had already sensed that his magic power was gradually draining.

Things don't look good...

"It's a pity, it's a pity that Dante wasn't attracted here, otherwise the heirs of Sparta would have been wiped out here! "

The leader of the heavily armored demon looked unwilling, and their original plan was to attract Dante and Lingye to all of them.

Because the only known Spartan heirs are still alive are the two brothers, and of course a certain boy named Nero they don't seem to notice.

Or maybe they didn't know that there was another named Nero, who was also the son of Sparta.

Dante often disappears at every turn due to his perennial movement around the globe.

As a younger brother, Lingye sometimes doesn't see this for a year and a half, let alone these hellish demons who want to know his whereabouts.

Lingye, who stayed in DevilMayCry, naturally wanted to come over to see what was going on after receiving the call.

He expected an ambush, but he didn't expect it to be a killing game that they had jointly arranged.

At this point, Lingye has already understood the cause and effect of the matter, and it seems that there are three demon lords in hell who want to get rid of all the heirs of Sparta.

However, Dante and Lingye, who are the sons of Sparta, are not ordinary demons that can be solved at all, even if some lord-level demons come, they are still cut down.

However, it is inconvenient for them to descend on the earth in their real bodies, and they send their subordinates purely to give away their heads as experience babies.

In the end, the three demon lords combined, gritted their teeth and stomped their feet, divided some of their origin power, and then teamed up to arrange such a killing game.

They can be said to have invested in blood to eradicate the heirs of Sparta, and the origin is the source of their power.

Dividing a part of the power of the source will naturally have an undoubted impact on them in the short term.

Hell is not a peaceful place, and once its strength declines, it is very likely to be swallowed up by a stronger force.

Although they are the Seven Demon Kings, you must know that the Seven Demon Kings are not brothers and sisters who are not friendly to each other.

Each of them stares like a hungry wolf at those who can pose a threat to them, or prey.

At the cost of blood to get rid of Sparta's heirs, it seems that his father posed a big threat to them back then.

To this day, they were still afraid of Sparta's intimidation.

What's more, a few years ago, he and Dante killed their chosen spokesperson of the Demon Realm, Mendes.

These demon kings gritted their teeth with hatred, and finally decided to completely eradicate the blood of Sparta with their blood.

Ling Ye's brows furrowed, he tried all kinds of methods but couldn't get out of the shackles of this formation.

The three demon kings teamed up to strangle him, and with their current strength, there was no way or could not escape this killing.

Even if Dante comes, even if he helps him, he may not be able to get out.

Only, even so

His eyes narrowed, and the long knife in his hand slashed diagonally towards the location of the heavily armored demon in front of him without warning!

Buzz !!

After the long knife roared, countless slashes turned into devastating white light and swept towards the heavily armored demon!

In the latter's frightened gaze, he could only watch as he and dozens of subordinates around him were instantly engulfed by the countless slashes that swept through the sky!

"Heh... Looks like you don't have a chance to see me die before you. "

Fine sweat oozed from his forehead, and he used special means to attack the heavy armor demon outside the formation and a group of demon soldiers around him in this attack just now.

Being targeted by the three demon kings together, it will naturally cost a lot of money to fight back in this case.

And this formation also has a function, which is to frantically absorb the magic of the prey in the formation and quickly reduce the vitality of the prey.

It has lasted nearly an hour since I entered the formation.

His magic is ridiculously exaggerated, and he still hasn't been fully sucked up.

But Lingye was already very weak, and he barely managed to stabilize his body with a long knife.

Even so, his figure began to wobbly as time went on.

In the end, Lingye felt that he couldn't support it anymore, and he reluctantly put it in the scabbard and put it in his personal space.

He found a relatively flat and smooth stone and sat down slowly.

Has it been more than twenty years?

"Tracey, Letty, looks like I'm going to break the promise with you, huh... This is not what a man should be. "

He smiled self-deprecatingly, remembering memories of more than twenty years, and some memories that even he had begun to forget.

Ling Ye's body had been wrapped in the power of the origin that was gradually raging and raging, and he felt that every cell in his body was now shattering and exploding.

It was painful and long, but he didn't care.

He struggled to recall his experiences over the past 20 years, what was his original name? He had forgotten it, but it didn't matter anymore.

"Am I going to stop there?

His eyes dimmed, his breath seemed to fade, and the last sound was as inaudible as a whisper.

"Tsk, I can hold on for so long, and my vitality is really tenacious. "

An emotional voice faintly came into Ling Ye's ears, and this voice sounded somewhat familiar.

He tried to wonder where he had heard it, but his consciousness had blurred and he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"Eh, troublesome boy, forget it, for the sake of you being the seed of the old boy of Sparta, plus you also helped me a lot last time, I will help you, but whether you live or die depends on your creation. "

The voice sounded again, illusory and ethereal, as if in the ear, as if it hit the heart.

Ling Ye remembered who this master's voice was, and he wanted to say something, but his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness had reached the limit.

In the next second, a warm current poured up and down Zhou's body, and the voice became lower and lower, more and more vague and ethereal.

Immediately after, Ling Ye's figure suddenly disappeared without a trace from the spatial formation filled with violent energy, leaving no breath at all.

In the distance, the man standing on the clouds watching all this stares at what is happening here.

His figure was slender and straight, and his long silver hair fell like stars, and his appearance was stunning.

Noble, gentle, evil, mysterious, powerful and elegant, all of which are vividly embodied in this man.

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