Chapter 665 - The Emotional Wanderers Heartless Sword (1/2)

After Yang Ling succeeded, he moved the dying Black-Horned Demon into the dungeon within the Wizard Pagoda's dimension, which had many layers of Restriction Spells. Soon after, he teleported back next to the Corpse Wizard King and others. He did everything in one go, and after he set up several layers of Restriction Spells, the terrifying Abyssal Demon Lord suddenly attacked them.

”Natalie, Natalie!” he cried. When the Abyssal Demon Lord saw the chaos in the Demon Hall and the bloodstains on the ground, his heart shivered, and he realized that he had arrived too late. He called the Black-Horned Demon's name loudly and covered everything with his boundless and peerless Mental Energy. His Mental Energy quickly spread to the whole Graveyard of Gods and Devils, and it was accompanied by a peerless wave of pressure. But it was a pity that he still couldn't detect the Black-Horned Demon's aura, and he couldn't detect her Soul Ripples.

”Ah! You are just b*stards!” he cried.

The Black-Horned Demon tried this repeatedly several times. His Divine Consciousness scanned the whole Graveyard of Gods and Devils, yet he still couldn't find trails of the Black-Horned Demon. He started roaring like an injured beast, and, in an instant, the weather changed, and scarlet flames arose in the air. The flames churned clouds and dyed the sky a blood-red color. The ground's temperature increased, and the air also became more scalding. In an instant, the crowd felt like they were on a volcano that would shortly erupt.

When Borgans saw the malevolent and angry giant face in the air, he shivered, and he shouted as he turned around to escape. ”Awful! Let's leave. Let's leave quickly,” he said.

As a ”sizzling” noise echoed out, he rushed toward the Moon Lake, gritted his teeth, and repeatedly tried to speed up. He badly wished to be far away from the Demon Hall. He didn't give any regard to the Life Soul Bead on the altar. Even though he practiced to the peak of the Eighth Level Divine Duty Stage, and even though his power was high, he still knew that he wasn't a match for the Abyssal Demon Lord.

He knew that the Abyssal Demon Lord had a good relationship with the Black-Horned Demon, but he still didn't expect that the Abyssal Demon Lord, who was in secluded training all year long, would personally come here. He also didn't expect that the Black-Horned Demon would alert the berserk Abyssal Demon Lord.

He was facing the Abyssal Demon Lord, who had almost recovered his peak power, and even an Algernon Divine Lord might not necessarily defeat him, let alone a trifling Divine Duty Expert like him.

”Abbas, let's go. Hurry up!

”Leave this place quickly. Hurry up!”

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The various factions' elites and the numerous wanderers lost their heads from fear, and they dispersed in confusion and rushed recklessly toward the Demon Hall's exit. Even the arrogant Ghost Servants and the old man clad in luxurious clothes from Longbarton Divine Branch with God-Slaughtering Arrows shivered in fear before the Abyssal Demon Lord. Even the Eighth Level Divine Duty Expert Borgans fled in panic, let alone other people.

”Ah, you should all die. You should all die with Natalie,” the giant face in the air shouted loudly, and released a large amount of flames in the sky. The flames encircled the whole Demon Hall, and when Borgans, who was the swiftest man there, rushed through them, he caught fire, and his whole body started burning. He couldn't extinguish the flames, even after using everything up his sleeve.

”Algernon Divine Branch, Longbarton Divine Branch, Hastings Divine Branch, as well as the Chaos Plane's d*mned Lich. Fine. You are really daring, but you will all die.” The Abyssal Demon Lord shouted loudly before saying fiercely, ”Later, I will give your old b*stards a taste of Kansas's power.”

Sizzle!

After the Abyssal Demon Lord roared, a giant palm suddenly appeared in the air. It was different than the Giant Spirit Divine Palm created by Hastings Divine Branch's white-robed Steve, and it was engulfed by purple flames. This palm firmly held Borgans, who was on the ground, and it gradually tightened its grip on him.

”Ah!” Borgans was in pain, and he let out a miserable scream. He crazily attacked the Abyssal Demon Lord's hand, but when his sharp sword struck it, a jingling sound echoed out, as if he had struck a hard meteorite. He couldn't escape, even after using everything up his sleeve, and his body was charred by the flames. The Abyssal Demon Lord twisted Borgans like noodles, and Borgans turned purple as he twisted him. In the end, Borgans's Godhead exploded with a loud rumble, and his blood, as well as his brain's fluid, splattered everywhere. He was killed!

In the crowd's eyes, Borgans, who was at the peak of the Eighth Level Divine Duty Stage, was an insurmountable mountain, but to the powerful Abyssal Demon Lord, dealing with him wasn't any different than stamping a little ant to death.

Even if Divine Duty Experts practiced to the highest apex, there would still be a large disparity between them and real powerhouses, like Divine Lords, Plane Guardians, and Plane Wanderers. The swiftest turtle could show off its skill in front of snails, but it still wouldn't rival even the slowest rabbit. It wasn't even worth mentioning!

”Die, you should all die. Even the Divine Branches supporting you will later pay a grave price for your stupid actions.” The Abyssal Demon Lord's eyes were bloodshot, and he observed the crowd coldly like a Slaughter God that craved revenge. He slapped every person, and he even killed Steve, the Ghost Servants, and other experts. He forcefully shattered their Godheads! A large amount of flames also descended from the sky, and they burned to ashes the wanderers who didn't have a way out.

”Lord, what should we do?”