Chapter 245:

…As the priest’s farce and equation draws back the last bit of demonic power of their dry corpses, the feet of the dead twitch violently. It turned his body into a melting pot, his bones were burned to shine, and his organs liquefied any impurities found in the blood vessels that were his body. Impurities overflowed from his dissection area. When they overflowed from his pores, eyes, ears, nose, mouth, rooster and bastard, he bathed in them. His body cleared all the incomplete flesh from every opening that might be found, thus creating an existence beyond entropy. A person who no longer needs lung breathing and stool. A person who feeds his own hot substance by himself.
Moreover, when Lucifer landed and prepared to strike, the priest's body exuded a dazzling brilliance. Lucifer covered his eyes, and all other creatures in the house covered his eyes for the Hell Priest, and the Hell Priest welcomed his body. He is still spreading the syllables and number sequences that he started to work. The corpse below him twitched and rolled according to his instructions, but suddenly, the sequence of words and numbers reached the point where it could not be returned. The fierce transfiguration changed in the body of the priest It became a single impulse, and every bright ligament was instantly regarded by Li Huai as a soul, and was stolen from the pile of corpses that the Hell priest prepared for his last authorized display. Then he looked at Lucifer, who was eagerly preparing for the next phase of this battle.
However, when the devil began to attack, the Hell priest stretched out his feet and grabbed Lucifer by the neck. Lucifer stabbed him from the left and right, but the priest's body was no longer vulnerable to this attack. White Fire's tongue emptied from the wound, splashed and knotted around Lucifer's sword and around his hands and arms. Lucifer roared and tried to free herself, but the enemy's ever-changing body spit out fresh flames and was caught by his genitals.
Lucifer made another attempt, pressing the tip of the sword against the priest, turning the target from the torso to the head. The priest responded by bending Lucifer's arms behind his back, grinding the joints into dust, and cracking bones in a dozen places. The sword fell from Lucifer's grip, and the priest grabbed every finger of his opponent in a quick motion to make sure they would never pick up another weapon.
Li Badi panting, expecting Lucifer's revenge. However, to Li Badi's horror, none of them came.
"Is it over then?" Hell priest said.
If Lucifer had any answers, he would have nothing to say. All he could do was raise his heavy head to meet the priest's gaze.
"Death, don't be proud..." the priest said.
When he spoke, many fiery shapes emerged from his body, some resembling incandescent lamp threads, and some resembling the multi-articulated limbs of insects in the fire, all pierced by the flame. The feet leave the owner's body, then turn around and move forward towards the victim.
Li Huai's trembling on his glasses alone was so strong that he didn't notice anything, he looked at the fear of being executed. Now, there are more dazzling extracts on the corpse of the priest, and they are all swaying in the same trend while waiting for instructions to initiate a coup.
Lucifer seems to have no scruples about their existence. He no longer rushed forward to speak to the executioner, but let his head swing back, his eyes curled up under his flapping eyelids, and the crying became louder and louder, all these voices diminished and escaped His open mouth. The battle was won, a coup d'etat was launched when he chose, and the priest investigated the angelic form in front of him.
The acolyte closed his eyes and moved his lips, as if he was praying silently. Then, when he opened his eyes, the execution weapon he called from his own flesh-from the thinnest thread to the cruelest barb, flew towards the morning star.
No part of his body is immune from attack. The priest's biggest weapon pierced through Lucifer's chest, twisting frantically, breaking out between the scars on his back where his wings were once rooted. The attack was merciless: one particle hit Adam’s apple, three flew between his teeth without error, another fixed his tongue to his lower lip, a scalpel head The dart pierced the sac visible in his left eye, and its bleeding fluid overflowed his face.
When the first weapon pierced him, Lucifer felt convulsions and twisting, but the more times he was hit, the less his reaction was, and soon he stopped moving. He was injured about a thousand places, and he was still lying at the feet of the priest.
The priest from scanned the cathedral, which is still illuminated by the energy emanating from this struggle. Despite all the massacres here, there are still many survivors. Many people wear wounds that would kill a mortal, but there are still enough people barely survived.
When he defeated the enemy, all the other eyes were on the priest. The energy girdle overflowing from his anatomy caused Lucifer to hang down, hanging leisurely from his body, still connecting the two, like a napalm. The priest let that hang there, proving to everyone's eyes that he was indeed the author of Lucifer's second fall.
Then, he opened his arms and expressed his eloquence:
"I know that many of you brought ancient enemies to this place. You have enough points to solve it, and you are not here because you care about the people sitting on the throne of hell, but because you want to fight Murder certain enemies under the cover of "Here is a lot of sinful eyes, and even a sense of guilt or two." Asked to speak in their defense, but the priest has more to say. "I am your king now. Therefore, I order you to give up your vendetta, forget the past, and follow me out of this place to do better and more terrible work."
The seconds of silence passed. Then, strong battle confirmation sounds from all directions sounded. It was Morning Star's fleshy skin sticking out and grabbing the feet of the Hell Priest.
"Enough," he pleaded.
After a while, the Hell Priest stared at his opponent in disbelief, and then he started trying to free himself.
But although Lucifer was injured, he had no intention of letting priest. He stretched out his other hand, which was already in a broken state, and the tentacles flowed abnormally, grabbing the clothes he had lay down on to die. Holding them tightly, he lifted his body and stood up. When facing the priest, his body still pierced countless places, blood flowing freely from the wound, gathering in the stream along his leg.
Lucifer stretched his hand to the belly of the priest. When Lucifer grabbed his guts, the Hell priest yelled. The priest recalled the energy that provided Lucifer with defense. The weapon produced by the acolyte's body to make the devil fall is now withered, hoping to defend Lucifer, but the devil now has his power. Without letting go of his wounded. Lucifer went deep into the body of the priest and mocked him.
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