Chapter 1697: Anyaveli II

The light curtain formed by the hot magma immediately submerged Anyavelli's figure.
Covered in magma, Anjavelli's body was full of steam, but he did not feel pain due to it.
"hateful……"
Facing the sneak attack launched by the evil demon, Anjavelli let out a low roar.
Although Anjavelli didn't know what method the demon relied on to eject the magma, his behavior had already aroused the anger of the high-level demon.
"You idiot, how dare you use magma to deal with the pure-blooded demons born in the depths of purgatory! Damn, I will kill you!"
Anjavelli raised his hand and wiped the hot lava covering his face, revealing his dark red eyes.
No matter who sent the abyss demon, no matter what his intentions, Anyavili was not prepared to save his life. His act of spraying magma had deeply angered this high-level demon.
For high-level demons with pure blood, what they cannot tolerate most is the offense from low-level demons. Once this behavior occurs, it will often end in death.
The flames of hatred shot out from Ann Avili's eyes, and in front of his eyes, it seemed that the demon was torn to pieces.
In An Avili's heart, it seemed that he had thought of countless ways to torture the abyss demon. Among the hells, there was no shortage of tools to torture other demons.
However, all those pictures are just An Avili's own imagination. The actual situation that is happening before his eyes will not change in any way because of his imagination.
Under An Avili’s gaze, in front of him, the seemingly ordinary demon suddenly released a dark red mist, and as if he was relieved of a certain disguise, his body became larger and his skin Has also become a dark yellow color.
After the disguise was lifted, the real dark yellow demon was revealed, and his size surpassed Anyaveri. The originally huge pure-blooded demon, in front of the dark yellow demon who revealed its true body, was like a gap between an adult and a child.
With the appearance of the dark yellow demon's body, a dull sense of oppression filled the entire dock hall, and even the outward passage was blocked at this time.
Looking at the immensely huge demon and the dark red mist he released, Anjavelli was taken aback. Before saying anything, the whole body was enveloped by the mist.
"This is... the power of the epidemic?" Something seemed to have come to mind, and he made his own judgment for this red mist.
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Anyavili, who has the ability to detect lies, knows that what the evil demon originally said is true, and he has not deceived at all in language.
According to the demon, among the demons who entered the magic dock first and have now escaped, there is indeed a powerful demon who can use the power of the disease.
According to what Anjavelli felt, the demon who used the power of the plague was probably the dark yellow demon in front of him.
Anyavili didn't know the purpose of this dark yellow demon, but judging from his spraying magma, it was obvious that the demon was not good at coming.
Under the cover of this dark red mist, it belongs to the blood of a high-ranking demon, allowing An Avili to see through the obstacles in front of him and look directly at the enemies outside the mist.
Anjavelli raised his hand, and several small red dots appeared on his arm. Compared with the size of his body, the red dots were so small that they couldn't be found if you didn't look closely. In addition, He couldn't feel any strangeness.
Feeling the killing intent emanating from the dark yellow demon, Anjavelli let out a cold snort, and his eyes also showed some disdain.
"Is this the power that belongs to the epidemic? It seems that this power will not have any effect on a demon with pure blood like me."
Looking at the red dot on his arm, which can hardly be seen, Anjavelli said contemptuously.
The blood of the high-level demon brought him strong resistance, similar to the power of this level of disease, and there was not even a decent spell that caused him high damage. He did not understand why the dark yellow demon To release this red mist, but judging from the results, this red mist did not have any effect.
However, for some reason, from the calm and calm eyes of the dark yellow demon, Anyavili faintly felt something abnormal.
Maybe it was because the dark yellow demon was too calm, maybe it was the faint perception of danger in his heart. Although he was not harmed by the disease, he always felt that something was wrong.
Raising his hand, Anyaveri was just about to show off the power of the pure-blood demon and attacked the dark yellow demon, but felt weak all over, unable to exert any strength.
He lowered his head, but saw the red dot on his arm, which had spread. He tried to touch these red dots, but only felt a soft touch. The tough skin of a high-level demon was undergoing a special change at this moment.
"What did you do?" Anjavelli asked, but did not get an answer from the dark yellow demon.
Perceiving something wrong, Anyaveri opened his back wings, and just left the ground with his feet. He was planning to directly break through the possible blockade by relying on the powerful power of the high-order demon. Suddenly he felt his whole body heavy, and the next moment he went out of the air. Falling to the ground, in front of the dark yellow demon.
He didn't understand what was going on. He tried to slap the huge bat wings behind him, but there was no response from behind him. He turned around and looked at his back in disbelief. The bat wings that belonged to him were clearly intact, but there was no perception there, as if the bat wings did not exist.
Anyavili had never heard of this kind of power, and even the bloodline of the great devil who was able to discern the abilities of other demons had not recorded this unique power.
This may be a unique spell, or something else, but at this time, Anjavelli felt the fear of the unknown under the limitation of this power.
Even if the bat wings behind him were unusable and his arms were faintly abnormal, Anjavelli did not give up. He stared at the dark yellow demon, and a dark flame ignited all over his body.
What awaited him was the sneer from the dark yellow demon and the slightly raised hands.
The next moment, dark liquid spouted from Anjavli’s body. The red dots that appeared on the surface of his body at this time became the catharsis of the dark liquid. His body was rapidly melting, and the power in his body was also Passed quickly.
"Your devil bloodline, I will accept it."
Just as Anjavili was unconscious, the dark yellow demon's low voice came in his ear.
The next moment, his body exploded, not blood, but dark green viscous liquid spewed out from it.