Chapter 1200 Absolute Crush

Panic? The Lord of No Flame didn't know why he had such an absurd and ridiculous emotion.

But the violent throbbing of his eyebrows and the sudden panic seemed to indicate an ominous omen of some disaster that was about to come.

"No matter who he is, there is no doubt that he must have come from a distant time and space." The Lord of No Flame forced himself to suppress the panic in his heart and kept persuading himself: "And it is definitely not the real body that came, but only a wisp of consciousness."

"Even if his real body is strong, the energy carried by the consciousness that comes is definitely not much! So, nothing will happen."

The Lord of No Flame said so, but the appearance of "him" even made time and space stagnate.

And this stagnation even implicated himself.

This clone cannot form a complete domain, so in this case, it seems reasonable that it cannot break free from the "time and space stillness". But his demon god spirit actually came from the bottomless abyss, and even the demon god spirit cannot move at this moment, which is a bit incredible.

The Lord of Flameless didn't dare to think too deeply, as this would make his panic worse.

"It's just this moment. If the origin rules are affected, the will of the world will never sit idly by." The Lord of Flameless comforted himself like this. But he forgot that when fighting against the enemy, pinning his hopes on the will of the world is already a sign of weakness.

Just as the Lord of Flameless thought, this feeling of time stagnation only lasted for a moment.

After a blink of an eye, the wind continued to whistle, and the sparks and fireflies continued to move with the wind.

When the Lord of Flameless breathed a sigh of relief, the phantom on the opposite side suddenly moved at this moment.

The Lord of Flameless hesitated for a moment before he began to react. The reason why he hesitated was actually analyzing his previous panic mentality, and hesitating whether to immediately summon the demon god's true spirit back to the bottomless abyss.

But in the end, he did not choose to recall the true spirit, but wanted to test the attack strength of this golden-haired phantom.

If its attack method is almost the same as before, he can actually stay and fight.

While the Lord of Flameless was thinking this, the blond figure suddenly disappeared, as if teleporting, and appeared in front of the Lord of Flameless without any signs!

"Not good!" The Lord of Flameless cried in his heart!

He immediately turned on the flameless fire, and strange fire patterns appeared around him, and collided with the blond figure.

The opponent was very fast, and it was too late to turn on the defense, so he would attack instead of defend!

The Lord of Flameless thought that if the opponent did not dodge, it would only be a situation where both sides were injured. If he dodged his attack, the attack opportunity he created would disappear.

He had a good idea, but when he attacked with the fire pattern, he found that nothing was touched, just like hitting the air.

When he was confused, he saw the opponent pass through him from the corner of his eye.

Pass through himself?

The Lord of Flameless was stunned for a moment, and before he could react to what was going on, a thick red fog suddenly flashed in front of him.

When the red fog appeared, the sound of the wind suddenly became very light, and time seemed to be slowed down, and everything was extremely quiet. But the Lord of Flameless's mind was not affected, and even his five senses became clearer. He could hear the sound of the fierce wind, the sound of Greywood's intestines moving in the distance, and the sound of Bobota's body collapsing... All kinds of sounds, smells, and images were highly resolved.

When his attention returned to the red mist in front of him, he finally discovered the truth of the red mist.

This was an illusion of sight when blood gushed out.

Blood? Why was there blood?

The Lord of Flameless suddenly thought of something and looked down. But he saw a huge through wound on the porcelain white chest. The wound was connected from front to back and empty inside.

The heart inside had disappeared.

When the Lord of Flameless's mind came back, the delayed pain instantly invaded his mind, and the slowed time returned to normal at this moment.

"So fast!" It was so fast that the Lord of Flameless had an illusion of time slowing down, and it was so fast that everything was over before he could react.

He thought the other party would use the green pattern, but he didn't.

The simple and brutal speed and the extremely terrifying energy burst instantly broke through the defense of the real body!

Even when the Lord of No Flame was unaware, the battle ended.

The energy source of this clone is the heart. When the heart disappears, this demon clone will completely lose its function.

The eyes of the Lord of No Flame changed from chaos to clarity, from panic to calmness, and finally slowly turned into viciousness.

Since the clone has lost its function, while the brain can still be controlled, He decided to make a final counterattack.

Using the body as a medium and the blood as a fire, to detonate all the flesh and blood, as well as the remaining energy!

The Lord of No Flame made such a decisive decision, and he did not think about severely injuring the golden-haired phantom. He also knew that it was impossible. The reason why the body exploded was just to hide his own blood information.

However, before the Lord of No Flame started to move, he felt a tingling sensation on the back of his head.

Before he realized where this numbness came from, he felt that his mind fell into endless darkness.

The Lord of No Flame didn't know what happened, but Greywood beside him saw it clearly. The figure with long golden hair slowly stretched out his hand after passing through the Lord of No Flame's body, and aimed his palm at the Lord of No Flame's head.

There was a loud bang.

Greywood's eyes were pierced by the intense white light, causing it to close its eyes unconsciously. When it opened its eyes, the head of the Lord of No Flame had been blown into pieces.

A large amount of red and white liquid, as well as broken bone fragments, burst out.

In the backlight, the headless body of the Demon God's clone bent its knees, made a plop sound, and slowly knelt down; blood gushed out like a spring, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"The Demon God's clone... just died like this?"

"Just two hits, or just one hit, and He has no chance to turn over?!"

Greywood was stunned.

The last second was still a desperate mood, but in a short moment, the situation reversed again. And this time the reversal was an absolute crushing!

It was so easy that it didn't seem like fighting against the Demon God's clone, but like crushing an insignificant ant.

Greywood looked at the blond figure in the backlight in the distance, with fear in his eyes, but also with a kind of longing and respect from the bottom of his heart.

This scene was like a deep steel mark in Greywood's mind, which would never be erased.

...

When the Demon God's clone fell, a roar full of rage suddenly sounded in the dark void of the bottomless abyss.

And the source of the roar was the true body of the Lord of Flameless.

With the roar of the Lord of Flameless, countless believers in different worlds knelt down in front of the mark of the Flameless Fire and trembled.

His roar once again attracted a lot of attention, some of which were even ancient beings.

They were very confused, what happened to the Lord of Flameless?

Before, he was extremely happy and spread the gospel to his believers. But in the blink of an eye, he was furious?

For the Demon God, their emotions had long been slowly worn away in endless time. The Lord of Flameless's great joy and anger naturally made them feel curious.

At this time, in the library where the cruel scholar was, a conversation was heard because of the Lord of Flameless's emotional changes.

"The Mirror of Desire tells me that you may know something." A voice came into the ears of the cruel scholar. The voice was extremely gentle, like a feather falling into the heart, making people feel itchy for no reason.

"I was wondering who would come to me at this time, it turned out to be the evil desire demon." The evil desire demon, also known as the "ominous evil play", is best at playing with desires and human hearts.

The cruel scholar did not look up when he replied. He knew that the other party was just sending a voice through the void, and was actually very far away from him.

After a low, heart-moving and numb laugh, the ominous evil play continued: "What's going on with the Lord of No Flame, you should know, right?"

The cruel scholar looked back and glanced at the bottomless abyss where the Lord of No Flame was, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

The Lord of No Flame went from joy to anger in a very short time.

Before, the cruel scholar thought that it might be that the Lord of No Flame defeated the existence outside of time and space and gained some benefits from it. But now it seems that He seems to have guessed wrong?

"Since the Mirror of Desire told you to come to me, why not ask directly about the Lord of Flameless?" The Cruel Scholar asked back.

"It can't sense it, saying that it is covered by a strange energy." The tone of the Ominous Evil Play was full of curiosity: "It can block the sensing of the Mirror of Desire without knowing it, which makes me very curious about what happened to the Lord of Flameless."

After a long silence, the Cruel Scholar said lightly: "I don't know the specific situation. However, I believe that your Mirror of Desire will tell you the answer soon."

The Cruel Scholar is now unable to descend his will into the fallen objects, so what he said is not wrong. He does not know the specific situation.

"By the way, since you are here, I also want to ask a question. Look at this coordinate. It should belong to the surface of the abyss, right?"

When the Cruel Scholar talked with the Ominous Evil Play, the Lord of Flameless, who was focused by the ancient eyes, slowly calmed down from his rage.

Since the clone is dead, it also means that the road to Asgard is closed again.

But it doesn't matter. At most, he can wait until that terrifying existence leaves before looking for Orusia's soul. Now the most important thing for him is to get the demon god's true spirit back immediately!

After all, the true spirit is his origin. It shouldn't be difficult to recall it, but with that person's obstruction, it may be damaged.

But it's better to lose it than to disappear.

However, just when he wanted to recall the demon god's true spirit, he suddenly found that he couldn't feel the true spirit? !

After a while, a torrent of emotions came from the bottomless abyss.

Anger, panic, regret, and... despair!