Chapter 244:

…The battlefield inside the cathedral has naturally changed several times. This battle was initially initiated by demons who seemed to neither understand nor care about which side they were on. Now it has become bloodletting and entered the final stage of determination. In that final stage, two central figures are above each other’s heads. Circling each other. A large number of abnormal demons, their weapons will throw a layer of hot air every time they collide.
Seeing Li Huai this creature, he thought it was a little seducer in the pantheon of hell, changed by the ending of his crimes (his murder, his theft, etc.), and now he is meeting with Li Huai, which still makes He was surprised. Fight with Lucifer himself as if they were equal. The two forces of nature have no words. They just simply clash, hover, clash and hover again. Everyone seems to have a clear desire to eradicate each other, and get rid of another life in such a brutal way, as if the other does not exist at all.
As a result, the cry of war disappeared. The only sounds that can be heard are the voice of the acolyte and the angry blow from the dark prince. The priest’s new recruits have been reduced to a core of about a thousand demons, who silently watched and defended the work. The rest disappeared because they were either fatally hit by Lucifer, or just lost their stomachs to fight and fled the arena. Even the complaints and pleadings of the dying are reduced (demons, like humans, often end up not inviting their mothers).
The reason for all this is not difficult to understand. The energy wave released by the conflict between Lucifer and the Hell priest is greater than most people can bear. Now, there are only a few survivors in the distance of the cathedral. The waves of euthanasia have not broken, and their strength is getting weaker and weaker even when their blood and breath flow out of the pierced body. The huge space was originally empty and primitive, but it turned into a dilapidated slaughterhouse a few hours ago, with two immeasurable forces fighting on the ground surrounded by corpses below.
Li Huai very doubted whether the pastor of cares about or remembers him or his rake at this time. The battle with Lucifer completely consumed the attention of the priest. Of course, the swords they wield were not the only weapons available to them. Lucifer’s eyes, skin, breath, and sweat are tools of strength in itself, while the syllable summoning energy of the Hell Priest continues to expand, surging through the armor design, spitting out the tricky ropes of black lightning wrapped around Lucifer’s limbs, tearing it apart seriously. Wounds.
There are now enough corpses that have been felled so that their departure is not noticed. The priests of and the fallen are still angry, and there is no more complete life than now.
"Okay. It's time to move," Li Huai said. "Li Huai must leave here before they complete the comparison of the size of the . Is everyone ready?"
"I'm ready," Maisha said. "I can't stand the smell of this place."
Lana said, "I totally agree."
"Listen! Hear!" Dell said. "Let Li Bai complete this business so that Li Bai can go home."
Li Huai and his rake walked around the broken ground raised by Lucifer and steadily moved towards one of the walls of the hole, without attracting attention. Li Huai kicked a corpse away and opened a way for Mai Xia. When they moved forward, a deep and roaring sound rushed towards them.
It said: "You will witness the end of this process!" They all turned around and saw the priest's gaze watching them. More precisely, it was bad for Li. "This story is about to end. You can't leave now. The story is not over yet."
Li Badi felt his body freeze. Not accompanied by terror, but a physical reaction to the unheard. He acted and yelled to save his friend from the same fate, but he could do nothing. He could only feel that his body violated his will and turned to face fierce battle. The pastor trapped Li Badi. His nose to the orders of the acolytes: witness.
Li Huai opposed the pastor's request, but he was directly involved in it from the beginning, and he realized it now. He has witnessed the great migration and resurrection of the priest, and is now forced to watch the final victory. Obviously, before the end of this terrible story, the pastor will not let go of Li Bad. Dale's foresight seemed futile. Now, when the will to look away was the strongest, Harry was powerless against his body's instructions.
Then he heard the voice of his friend in the distance.
"Fuck the duck," Dell said.
"Fuck him!" Mai Dong shouted. "Let Li Huai go on. What will he do to stop fighting the devil?"
"Kaz!" Lana shouted.
"Don't look back! This is what he wants."
"No! Mai Dong!" Mai Xia protested. "It's Lee Bad!"
"Li Huai must keep-" Li Huai escaped after hearing Mai Dong's words, and then, "Harold! What the fuck?"
Li Huai put every ounce of staggering power into his muscles, screaming to listen to his body. All he asks for is the last benefit, and then he will be content with a programmatic bid. His muscles twitched and tightened, but he felt them move slowly and painfully. Finally, his eyes met Mai Dong. Tears slipped from Li Badi's eyes, and his lips struggled to find freedom to speak. During the torment, Li Huai said one word:
"go."
"Damn it, Harold!" Mai Dong began to protest.
"Promise me!" Li Badi begged.
Katz stretched out his hand to find him, and sent a shock wave from Li Hui's body, causing Katz to fly back to the ground. Li Huai apologized with his eyes. He will have the power to change this, but he only has enough power to say one more sentence:
"promise."
At that time, his head returned to the required position, and they watched as the blades of the priest and King Kong hit each other again. Li Bai was exhausted, ready to watch the plot to the end, and in the distance, he heard his friends continue to run away, crying sadly when they left the sanctuary and escaped.
Lucifer and the Priest of Hell are still trapped in the battle, although it is obvious from the slow blow of the weapon and the way their heads hang between the two blows from head to toe that they are fighting with the last energy resource. of.
The priest from has begun to say what sounds like a cross between a chant and an equation: numbers and words are intertwined. When he spoke, he bypassed the enemy at an alarming speed, avoiding Lucifer's blade, and falling down until he stood on the corpse below. The combination of his language and numbers is causing some unusual changes in the dead and dying. The decay process seems to have accelerated. Their muscles boiled, as if a fly had put it there.
Even though Lucifer hovered above him, he threw the sword away, ready to dive and deliver a fatal blow. Then, the priest extended his arms to him, palms down, and raised his hands to his chest. No matter if he died from the Death Seed on the killing field where he is now standing, he would take it back and plant it on himself.
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