Chapter 59: The Infernal Purgatory

In the martial arts field, there were more and more demon corpses piled up on the ground, but Morea summoned more and more vigorously, because he himself did not know what demon would be summoned next time. This unknown feeling made Moreya interested. exuberant.

Morea now has the feeling of playing a liver-breaking game in the previous life. In the previous life, he had a limit to draw characters, but now, he can summon as many times as he wants, and the number of times is no longer limited.

The demons that are pleasing to the eye are kept and raised, and the ones that are not pleasing to the eye are killed directly. This is how Morea handles it, but so far, there are only three kinds of demons that can make Morea pleasing to the eye, the succubus, the fire-burning demon, and the blood. Lion Demon.

Among them, the blood lion demon is the highest-level demon summoned by Morea. The real upper-level devil, Morea can't summon it yet, or he is joking about the life of his giants.

The upper-ranking demons are at least the best in the Soul Will Rank, but he has only fifteen first-rank Soul Willing Storm Giants. The soul-level storm giants will definitely die more than half of them in battle, and then they can be suppressed.

According to the summoning method of the Book of Demons, Moria re-modified the summoning circle. It is a permanent summoning circle. The demons who come to Erathia through it have no time limit for staying, but there is also a flaw. The magic circle has no control over the summoned demons.

"Your Highness, it's almost enough!" At this time, a storm giant persuaded Morea with a bitter face.

"Huh?" Morea, who was addicted to the game, then reacted and looked back. According to his requirements, this martial arts field, which is enough to accommodate the battle of soul-level giants, is now full of wreckage of demons, and black blood is flowing. .

Many giants who followed Morea had nowhere to go, and could only cast spells and hover in the air. As long as there is nothing around Morea, there is no blood.

In the martial arts arena, there are also seventeen blood demon lions and more than one hundred fire demons who are honestly cleaning up the demon corpses. As for the cleaning method, of course, it is eaten in the stomach. Cannibalism is for demons. The norm, not to mention the dead demons are not of the same kind.

"How many succubus have I summoned?" Morea asked the storm giant beside him.

"Your Highness, excluding the succubus that the red dragon took away, you now have fifty-two succubus." A storm giant replied respectfully.

"It's almost enough." Morea nodded. "Find the giants to teach them how to dance. In a month, I want to see this group of succubus appear in the hall where I live and dance for me."

"His Royal Highness, if you want to enjoy dancing, whether it's mermaids or sirens, they're no worse than succubus, and even a cloud giant girl can dance for you. There's no need to train a group of succubus to dance!"

"Mermaid, siren, and the dance of the cloud giant girl, I'm tired of watching it." Morea looked at the storm giant who turned his head to persuade him, "I want to watch something new now. What? What do you think? Is it wrong?"

"Your Highness, they are demons."

"So what? It's just a bunch of weak scum who can be killed easily. What are you worried about? Will I be confused by them? Then fall?" Morea sneered, "You underestimate me too."

"His Royal Highness, I have never thought of this." The persuading storm giant fell to his knees with a look of panic, sweating like a pulp.

"Hmph, I not only want to form a succubus dance troupe. I also want to summon lust demons from hell to serve me." Morea snorted, expressing her dissatisfaction,

"Your Highness, you can't." Several storm giants knelt down, "Devils are the best at seduction, please don't despise them, the gods in the sky have been tempted by the devil and fall into hell. They are very powerful. evil."

"Evil?" Morea smiled contemptuously, "I will summon a devil to play now.

Take a look at what you call evil, and sacrifice the remains of these demons. "

From the space necklace filled with various books around his neck, Morea took out a black book that seemed to be ominous if there was no black aura, and opened it in front of many giants. A book that summons the devil.

Afterwards, Morea re-arranged a black-red summoning circle full of ominous and strange aura according to the method in the book, and ordered the giants to pile up the mountains of demon corpses on the martial arts field on the summoning circle.

"Muria, what level of devil do you want to summon?" Cynthia looked at the more and more demon corpses on the magic circle in horror, and found Morea and asked him.

"Of course I need to summon a big guy." Morea looked at the three red dragons in front of him who were frightened by his actions, and smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, I won't call too strong, just call a soul-level devil. That's it."

"Soul intent level!" Jessica looked at what Morea said in disbelief: "Do you know what this level of devil means? How many people do you want to die on the island?"

"None of them will die." Morea raised his eyebrows, "No matter what he summons later, I will beat him to obediently surrender. Just watch!"

"But, Morea, you are only at the third rank of gold, not the soul rank." Red Dragon Renata said timidly.

"Even if I'm only at the gold level, I can still overturn the soul level." Morea crouched down, reached out and patted Renata's hideous dragon head, and then got up to instruct the cloud giant to arrange.

"Muria is getting more and more arrogant." Cynthia sighed in a low voice, looking at Morea who was walking away.

"There is no way, whoever makes the entire Taiji Island, he is the strongest, and even the storm giant of the soul level can be defeated. If it were me, I would definitely be so crazy." Jessica said nonchalantly.

"If this goes on, Morea will suffer sooner or later." Renata said after thinking about it.

"But this is the Titan's territory. What can Moria suffer from here? If you really want to summon a big guy, there will definitely be a Titan to come and solve it."

...

"Tarens, have all the giants retreated?" Morea looked at the circle of nearly 100 meters in front of him, which was piled with demon corpses, and turned to the storm giant commander Tarens behind him and asked.

"All of them have left the martial arts arena. According to your instructions, the Blood Lion Demon and the Fire Burning Demon have also been temporarily avoided." Tarens reported in a low voice.

"Are you afraid?" Morea looked around at the fifteen soul-level storm giants around him, this is the result of the influence of the Titan blood since he woke up two years ago, "If you are afraid, tell me that it is too late to quit now. "

"His Royal Highness is joking!" A storm giant held the axe and spear in his hand and waved it a few times, and the air suddenly made a slight crackling sound, "What you want to summon is just a soul-level devil, not a legend. , how could it possibly make me wait?"

"Okay!" Morea laughed when she heard the storm giant's words. Then, his spiritual power spread out, and without hesitation, he stimulated the summoning circle in front of him.

"Om! Om! Om!" The magic circle was activated, and the blood-like red evil aura was reflected from the pattern of the magic circle. When the light hit the corpses of the demons, these corpses melted like candles on fire. It fell, and then turned into pus and flowed into the magic circle, disappearing.

With the disappearance of the large corpse of the demon, the blood-colored aura reflected in the magic circle became more and more bright, and the ominous aura became stronger and stronger, making the storm giants involuntarily clench the weapons in their hands.

"Hey! What an intoxicating breath of the material world!" With the increasingly dazzling blood-colored aura, a huge shadow of black energy appeared in the center of the circle. It took a deep breath and said in an almost aria tone. .

"Call me the humble... huh?" Then, a pair of scarlet eyes looked in the direction of Morea and others, and the words were stuck before half of the sentence.

Because, "You are an idiot who starts to pretend without looking at the surrounding situation." After the phantom said the first sentence, Morea did not hesitate to wave at him with golden thunder and hurricane. Fist, go all out, make no reservations.

"Titan!" The ghost looked in horror at the fist that was smashed in front of him, and shouted out two words with infinite fear and awe. "Pfft!" Black-red blood and broken scales splashed, and the devil was staggered directly by Morea.

"No, not an adult Titan." The devil, whose face was dented by Moria's punch, looked at his body in surprise. He thought he would be wiped out in this punch.

Because he had seen an adult Titan take action as an inferior demon. Even now, he feels that he can't take the fist of an adult Titan, and he will die if he touches it.

"Young Titan." The huge devil looked at Morea, who was only a bit taller than him, with surprise on his face.

"My luck seems to be good." The corner of Moreya's mouth twitched as he looked at the devil he summoned. "The devil with the highest level was actually summoned, the Hell Demon."

What Morea summoned was a 30-meter-tall hell-fiend, whose body was burning with demonic flames that could burn the soul, and under the fiend's feet, there were twenty-seven dark red streaks. The ring of soul meaning with complicated lines.

"His Royal Highness! This is the great devil of the peak of soul power!" A storm giant said in a slightly dry voice.

"It's the pinnacle of soul will," Morea squinted his eyes, the hell purgatory whose face was sunk by his punches, his injuries are recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his bones are in automatic Qiaozheng, Broken muscle tissue grows rapidly.

"However, his state is not right." Morea had calculated before summoning, he was not arrogant enough to die casually, and it was impossible for his magic circle to summon the real Soul Will Peak Great Devil.

"He's injured." Morea stared at the ring of soul intent at the feet of the hell purgatory. Most of the outermost rings of soul intent were dim, as long as the innermost eight circles were still flashing Evil and filthy aura.

"There is only a small part of his strength left. If we go together, we can knock him over." Morea took the lead, with thunder and hurricane all over his body, and rushed up first. When the storm giants saw this, they all waved their heavy weapons and launched an attack together...