Vol 8 Chapter 88: Hell King's Sword

Accompanied by the arrogant snoring of Azmodan, the dark light of the group of the Hell Kings hit the body of Honglang like a raindrop, and the whole body trembled.
With the death glory hitting the Hong wave, he even caused more than 400 points of damage to him, and then the sword of the Hell King once again burned a raging flame.
Azmodan issued a second horror vibrato: "The Sword of the Hell King... The Purgatory Inflammation!"
"Hey!" Honglang made a painful roar, his right hand swelled, and the heavy axe that flew out of the air flew out. In the middle of the sword of the Hell King, he smashed the raging flame into countless sparks.
The inflammation of this purgatory failed to be sent out, and was interrupted by a flood of water. The fire burned back, swept through Azmodan, and turned him into a fireman.
"Prison inflammation...extinguished!" Azmodan shouted in pain.
The flames disappeared, and Azmodan, who was already in extreme anger, was about to attack the Hong Wave, and a figure flashed in the air.
"Cracked vacuum cut!"
A cross light pattern flew to Azmodan as if it were an X-shaped laser in the Resident Evil.
Azmodan put his sword of the King of the Hell as a cross, as if the shield was in front of him, and the vacuum was cut on the blade. Azmodan waved his left hand: "Get out!"
A huge punch was hit on the comer, which was the dark injury he had previously used against Honglang: the long-range single skill, the damage was 160 points. This is the weakest of all the skills of Azmodan, but one of the benefits is that the cooling time is extremely short and can automatically pursue the target.
It was the Ancestral Hall that cut the vacuum. When he was shaken back by Azmodan, his right hand had already played a little crystal light and flicked his opponent. This time, the sword of the Hell King did not stop Azmodan from attacking. The light passed through the body of Azmodan and directly penetrated a transparent hole in him.
"Hey!" Azmodan made a painful call.
Calling all the soldiers to help, although the Devil's Gate has formed the opportunity, but also attracted other adventurers, so that they are no longer alone.
The point that Zongtang played was the strongest double C-class special skill abyss: the power of a throwing weapon, with an additional 240 damage, and the hidden weapon itself. This skill can only be used by the throwing type, which consumes 10 points and requires expert level throwing specialization.
The so-called penetration characteristic is to ignore the external defense. For example, the armor like the T1000 changes does not have any effect on this skill, but the target's own defense is still effective.
This attack caused a lot of damage to Azmodan. He did not expect that there were strong players among the adventurers besides the Hong Wave.
This can completely irritate him.
The sword of the Hell King slammed into the ground, and Azmodan yelled:
"The ten parties are extinct!"
The ultimate power of the Hell King's Sword is extinct: Creates a Death Shockwave for all enemy targets within a range of 100 meters, dealing 300-120 points of damage and reducing damage by 20 points every 10 meters.
The sword was first raised with a blazing radiance, and then the light group spread rapidly around the violently dancing posture, as if the nuclear bomb shock wave, smeared the entire hall space.
All the adventurers, including some of the undead creatures made by Lao Meng, were swept by this powerful wave of light. Two adventurers who were closer to Azmodan and whose life was not full were directly killed. Many adventurers were hit hard. Among them, Sansasa was just hit by two ghost knights at the same time. They died on the spot. The rest of them shunned and took medicine. They looked at the horrible tall demon and their eyes were exposed. The color of horror.
Honglang, Zongtang and the gentle three were the closest to Azmodan, so they suffered the most. Fortunately, at this time, the frenzy of Honglang has ended, and the high defense has regained its role, only suffering more than two hundred points of damage. Gentleness and ancestrality are directly hit by life.
As the king of hell, the commander of the regiment, Azmodan knows best that it is better to break the enemy than the enemy. The right hand big sword is horizontal, cut to the ancestral hall, while the left hand boxing is put out, and it is gentle.
As long as the two hits hit, even if they drink medicine, it is too late.
Seeing this horrible demon king as the tide attack came, the gentle eyes suddenly flashed a line of fine mans. She sipped her lips: "Do you think that this is enough? Come on!"
"The Twilight Angel Bloodline Skills Comes: Fully motivate the body's bloodline power, making yourself a Twilight Angel for the time being, raising your own life by 400 points, increasing attack damage by 20 points, defense power by 10 points, bringing the Holy Aura, taking itself as the center, acting 50 meters in diameter. All members of the team in the aura range increased their resistance to undead creatures by 50%, the speed of life and spirit recovery increased greatly, and the resistance to control cursed skills increased by 3. It has the ability to fly and lasts. Three minutes of time. Using this skill does not lead to mental confusion and madness, and can be used once per mission world."
Behind the gentleness, a pair of white wings suddenly emerged, and the whole body gave off a sacred radiance, like a sun-like mask.
At the same time, Luo Wei raised his hand against Zong Yi, and his mental armor was released.
His mental armor has been raised twice with a skill-raising scroll, which is already a C-level skill.
C-level mental armor: Create a mental power armor with a vitality of 350 and a defensive power of 6 and increase the life of each level by 50 points and 1 point of defense.
The fat man's mental armor has been upgraded to level 5, so this armor has 550 life and 10 defense.
At this moment, the sword of the King of Hell and the mental armor almost simultaneously acted on Zongtang. Zongtang was shocked by dozens of meters, but found that he was not dead. It was a shock to say thank you to the fat man. The fat man is still A thick smile.
With his growing guts, he has become more and more aware in the battle. Coupled with this guy's keen sense of danger, he always grasps the most critical moments. Therefore, in the past, regardless of the usefulness of using a mental armor, it has gradually turned into the most critical moment. The required goals are used.
The significance of this transformation is so great that he can always play the role of a savior once and for all...
Azmodan’s two blows failed, and he couldn’t kill the gentle and awkward scorpion. He was surprised and snorted:
Angel?

However, he soon discovered that the pair of white wings behind the gentleness did not seem to be pure white, but with a faint red bloodshot, as if the snakes were wandering around...
Azmodan screamed and laughed: "It turned out to be an angel polluted by Andalil's blood... Unfortunately, Izul is not there, otherwise he will love it very much."
Gentle and cold: "It's enough to deal with you."
The bloodline skills of the Twilight Angel are indeed greatly weakened by the blood of Andariel, but it is not the power effect but the time.
Gentleness only feels that the blood of Andalil in his body is beginning to wreak havoc again, and it may not be long before he will once again fall into the position of losing his ability to act.
She made a decision and leaned over to Azmodan. Her back wings were originally best suited to use speed and dexterous guerrilla warfare, but this moment was straightforward and rushed to the opponent. The samurai sword turned into a round of Changhong flying against the opponent, Azmodan screamed with a fist, and the fist and the sword intersected, and a wave of power surged and exploded. Just at the moment when the gentle offensive was blocked, the gentle arms suddenly burst out of silver and went straight to Azmodan, which is the shadow beast.
The ice wind biplane smashed the throat of Azmodan with a cold current ice tide.
This violent raid made Azmodan dodge, and was suddenly caught in his throat by this little thing, leaving a long five blood marks, while the long tail was like a whip, and he sucked on his right eye. .
Just as he was eager to avoid, a series of starlights flew out of his gentle hands, forming a long star chain that ran straight into Azmodan, hitting his eye socket, and blowing his right eye with a blur.
Meteor hit!
With this blow, Azmodan screamed and screamed: "Beria! I know this is a bad guy!"
As the king of sin, he naturally knows who this little thing belonged to in front of him. At this moment, he suffered heavy blows, one eye was almost beaten, and his anger had risen to the top.
The left-handed flashlight was as eagerly stretched. At this time, the moment when the little thing was raid, I didn’t expect him to catch it. It seemed to be predictable. He grabbed the direction of the shadow beast and just sent the movie to the door. Grab. This time, the little guy was scared and screamed.
"Go to death!" Azmodan smothered his hand with a hand, and he was so aggressive that he smothered the movie beast. A figure in the air flew past, it was Zhou Yiyu driving a motorcycle, and he flew directly from the top of the temple. His right hand was raised: "The body of the magic!"
As a red light flashed, the body of the little thing suddenly rose a big circle. Azmodan couldn't pinch it because he couldn't pinch it, but the little thing slammed his head and took a bite on Azmodan's finger. This time he was not so painful, his hand was slightly loose, and the little thing had been thrown out like an emergency, flying back to the gentle side, watching Azmodan's eyes still full of panic.
During the period of following Beria, he had fought with Azmodan more than once, and he knew the strength of this guy.
It is very eager to tell everyone that the really terrible place of Azmodan is not the powerful skills it displays, not the ability to form a legion, not the sword of the Hell King who has a powerful attack power. And it was just the one he had just caught himself...
Unfortunately, it can't be said, so it can't give the adventurers a warning.
At this moment, under the strong attack of a large group of adventurers, the life of Azmodan has fallen to half. However, he did not worry, but instead made a low smile.
"Ignorant human beings, you have succeeded in inspiring my desire to fight, let you see what is the real art of fighting..."
Saying, Azmodan suddenly lifted his left foot and gently stepped forward.
This step, stepping out of the seven-meter distance, just escaped the full blow of Honglang, avoiding a gentle knife, and also stood next to an adventurer who was fighting the undead creatures of the Hell Legion.
The adventurer stayed and saw that Azmodan’s right-handed sword had roared toward the other. The adventurer was surrounded by Hell soldiers and could not escape, but he was quick to move, and a volley jumped to the rear. Unexpectedly, while the big sword was kneeling, it suddenly turned to the edge of the blade.
This time, he jumped up and hit the blade. The big sword slammed into the body of the adventurer and slammed him back to the ground. At the same time, his right foot stepped on the road and avoided the flood. While chasing his knife, before he left, the right foot of the advance was kicking on the adventurer, kicking him into the air, and then the guy did not attack, the tall body suddenly turned, and even let Adventurer.
At this time, Zongtang’s one-click skill attack just came out. I saw that Azmodan’s figure was swaying. He did not say it when he flashed the attack. He even sent an adventurer to his finger.
The adventurer was the ancestor. He never dreamed that he would be attacked by the captain. He was just hit by a sniper death and screamed and fell into the air.
He was even hit hard by two things, but he was seriously injured although he was not dead. Azmodan smiled and his left hand suddenly pointed to the adventurer. The cold accent spit out: "Wars...!"
A huge sickle in the void suddenly appeared, and the brushed squatting toward the adventurer, the adventurer could no longer avoid it, the sickle swiftly passed, and the man was cut off.
The king of sin, Azmodan, is the ultimate power of war: a defensive attack that inflicts 160 damage to the target. When the target life is less than 50%, double damage is dealt. When the target life is less than 25%, it deals four times the damage. When the target life is less than 12.5 percent, it deals eight times the damage of the attack.
"Zhao Xiang!" Zong Yi madly screamed: "Ivy... Ivy..."
The figure of Ivy flew out of the crowd~EbookFREE.me~ She seemed to want to rush to save people, but was hit by a elemental mage, and was shocked back. When the time comes again, the rescue time has passed.
Zong Yan’s eyes are red.
He never dreamed that he would accidentally hurt his team members, but he did not even think that Azmodan had such a terrible blow. He madly rushed toward Azmodan, but Azmodan continued to step, once again avoiding the Honglang and the other two adventurers chasing, while using a foot hook, a Styx doll has He was kicked to Zongtang as a shield. The Styx doll had previously lost a lot of vitality in the battle. At this moment, it was hit by a tyrant, and immediately died.
In the process of Zongtang’s return to the flight, Azmodan had already punched a punch behind Zong.
His punch is so clever, just like the previous attack, the opponent just happened to hit it. Zongtang hit another shot and rolled into the crowd. Azmodan is no longer chasing, but he is rushing back. Just as he retreats, gentleness has already rushed up, and the skill star has broken!
However, Azmodan has already withdrawn from the biggest area of ​​starburst damage at this time. This powerful skill has not caused much damage to him. Instead, the right-handed giant sword brushed it, and it was anxious and fast, as if it had long been Knowing that gentleness will have this blow.
This series of changes has seen people horrified.
If the previous Azmodan’s performance in combat is still very ambitious and brave, then this moment he behaves like a battlefield artist, the combat method becomes very delicate, and every step is calculated. Precise and at the right time make the right choice.
Looking at the performance of Azmodan, Shen Yan’s eyes flashed a little bit of fineness, and he muttered a word in his mouth: "Precision... Talent!"