Chapter 796 Desert Emperor VS Satan's Apostle

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The island is not big, but the scenery is pleasant.

The island is flat, with lush vegetation. There is a narrow and long soft white sand beach on the shore. A few silly white seagulls are looking for shrimps and crabs left after the tide goes out. The scene is peaceful and tranquil.

Many viewers are still praising the scenery of these uninhabited islands, but Emmons on the rostrum is heartbroken.

This is the fifth island used since the quarterfinals.

In the first four quarterfinals, two islands were destroyed, one was cut off by sky fire and wind and thunder, and another was directly smashed by a meteorite falling from the sky.

Tell me, what's the big deal?

These islands are the property of his Star Academy, no, the Super League Association. These uninhabited islands with pleasant scenery and secluded environment are worth tens of millions, and the larger ones are worth hundreds of millions.

But these young men fought without any scruples, which really made him, the president of the Super League who had experienced hard times, feel distressed.

You know, these are all money.

In order to maintain the ecological balance and a lot of repair work after the game, money is still needed.

Where can this old man, who has only a few famous names but has no money at home, collect so much money?

He has learned magic all his life and doesn't know how to make money under the market economy. What's more, the live broadcast income of the competition is not for him alone.

The most regrettable thing is that how great it would be if the rich prophet Saladin joined his Star Academy? All problems can be solved immediately, and the magic knowledge of the Star Academy can be expanded.

If this is true, he will definitely treat this rich prophet as a treasure.

But the rich prophet refused to listen to his advice and insisted on switching from the African Union to China to hang out with the Son of Fire. Tell me, why are these young people so willful now?

Emmons sighed silently on the rostrum. Could it be that he, the president of the Super League and the old dean of the Starry Sky Academy, would have to go back and ask the son of fire for advice?

Alas, his reputation will be ruined. I am so worried.

Emmons's eyes returned to the big screen. Not long after, two powerful air forces instantly fell on both ends of the island.

The falling air force rolled up two air currents, one yellow and one black, which spread out on the island, frightening several seagulls on the beach, and they fled with their wings flapping.

On the small island, all the living creatures that could move disappeared almost in an instant, and the whole island suddenly became quiet.

Only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the vegetation and the sound of the tide caused by the waves hitting the beach were left.

The desert emperor Ganesus stood at one end of the island under the background of a surging quicksand.

He held a golden scepter as tall as a person, wore a solemn golden mask, and wore a white gauze robe decorated with emblems and amulets, which swayed slightly in the wind.

His mighty and powerful aura rolled up streams of air around him and blew towards the entire island. It seemed that at this moment, the entire island had become a territory that belonged only to him.

At the other end of the island, Harrison, the apostle of Satan, condensed his aura and floated above the vegetation.

Wisps of black mist full of dark energy, like thick clouds, lingered around him, making him look like a devil from hell, full of death and evil.

He stared straight at the desert emperor in front of him, full of death and evil pressure, as if he wanted to compete with the other party, and also rolled up streams of air and blew towards the center of the island.

The auras of the two people were exchanged and squeezed in the center of the island, neither of them giving in.

The whole scene seemed gentle and slow, but it completely destroyed the vegetation in the center of the island.

The two air currents and pressures intersected and squeezed each other in the air. All the trees and vegetation, as well as the rocks and soil below, were like being kneaded together by two invisible hands, constantly ravaged and squeezed. Finally, under the huge pressure, they collapsed silently, twisted, and deformed, becoming a pool of rotten debris.

The entire viewing venue became silent and quiet under the silent confrontation between the two. All the audience held their breath and stared at the screen, fearing that they would miss any wonderful shots.

Almost all the audience at the scene were sighing in their hearts. After all, it was a duel between the two favorites to win the championship. They had never seen such a scene in their lives.

These two top powerhouses of the young generation have not yet made a move, but they have caused such a large area of ​​destructive power just by pressure. If they really fight, what will happen?

How much damage will it cause?

The leaders of various countries on the rostrum were also praising them. These two were so young, but their background was so profound. When they grow up in the future, they will definitely exceed the expectations of the older generation.

Many leaders of superpower organizations have lamented more than once that the young superpowers who have grown up in this generation will definitely destroy the history created by these old guys. The superpower world on Earth will definitely create a new era because of their future growth.

At this time, under the rostrum, Wang Yan also looked very focused and looked at the big screen seriously.

The Desert Emperor and the Apostle of Satan, these two people are so powerful that they make him feel pressured.

The two of them, just a mental collision, caused a disaster-like scene. When they really fought, it could definitely be called a textbook of superpowers fighting, and would definitely be included in the database of major organizations and kept as teaching materials.

Now take a closer look, it will not only be of great help to the capture and application of laws and rules in the future, but also of great benefit to the next battle.

He Wang Yan did not want to lose to a Japanese who had repeatedly caused trauma to China. Against Ampe Munehide, he would definitely use all his strength and fight with all his strength!

On the other side of Wang Yan, Ampe Munehide, the young master of the Yin-Yang Dao from Japan, stopped pretending for the first time and watched the game seriously.

To him, the Son of Flame was just a little sly, and he was not his opponent in terms of strength.

The master of the Son of Flame was the only demigod-level strongman on earth at present-Yan Zun, but his ancestor Ampe Munehide, the ancestor Qingming more than a thousand years ago, was also a demigod-level figure.

No matter what, Ampe Zongxiu was confident that he could completely crush the hateful Son of Fire.

In the next game, he would definitely torture the Son of Fire who had repeatedly opposed him to death until he became a useless person!

"Heh." Thinking of this, Ampe Zongxiu couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and reveal a sinister smile.

In his eyes, the real threat and challenge was the finals of this conference. His real opponent was the Desert Emperor and one of the Satan Apostles.

The Satan Apostle had already reached an alliance with him. If he met him in the finals, everything could be discussed. Whether it was giving him a generous gift or giving him the flower and firefly that he was interested in, there was no problem.

It was just that if the person who won this battle was the Desert Emperor, it would be a bit difficult.

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In the venue, everyone's emotions and thoughts were different, but their eyes were all focused on the screen of the game broadcast.

The Desert Emperor was majestic and solemn. After confronting the Satan Apostle for a few seconds, he spoke in a proud tone: "Harrison, turn into a demon, otherwise, you are not my opponent."

After these words came out, the Satan Apostle Harrison's eyes became more ruthless.

He, the great Satan Apostle Harrison, has always been arrogant in any occasion. When has he been despised like this? He is simply unafraid.

"Don't know how to live or die." Harrison spit out a few words coldly between his teeth, but then laughed to himself, "Haha, since you are in a hurry to die, I won't stop you."

"A strong man like you is indeed worthy of my full strength." Harrison's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised an evil arc, "It's a pity that we are in the competition now, otherwise the Demon God will definitely like a powerful soul like you."

Harrison looked straight at the Desert Emperor, and his tongue slowly licked his white teeth, as if he was staring at something delicious.

Suddenly.

The black mist lingering around him began to surge wildly.

The thick, pure dark energy mist, like a living thing, swallowed him up in one go.

"Almighty Lord of Darkness, Ruler of Death, King of Hell... Please listen to the call of your servant, lend me the power of Hell! Please lend me the power to destroy everything!"

Harrison recited a complex prayer spell in a very difficult demon language, and the urgent rhythm caused a strong resonance and vibration in the black mist.

The rich magic power reached its peak in an instant as he recited the spell. The black magic circle with patterns all over his body also bloomed with dark purple light at the same time.

The more pure and dark magic black mist began to flow out of the magic circle on his body, and then flowed into his skin again.

In this dark fog, Harrison's body began to change rapidly in a way visible to the naked eye.

His muscles, skin, bones, even nails and teeth began to grow wildly, and a pair of demon wings behind him began to break through his coat and continue to expand and grow.

Two curved horns and bone spurs began to penetrate the skin of his forehead, spine and multiple joints at a speed visible to the naked eye, and grew out in large spurs.

Finally, his skin began to grow flesh scales, and finally blackened and hardened, becoming like steel.

The intense pain made Harrison roar, not knowing whether it was pleasure or wailing.

Soon, the magic black mist quickly gathered and dissipated, revealing a hell demon who was more than six meters tall, with an extremely strong body, hoof-shaped feet, dark skin like steel, and a pair of demon bat wings on his back.

The rich dark magic, like wisps of black mist, lingered around him.

His pupils had become like those of a beast, and he was looking straight at the Desert Emperor at this time, his eyes full of teasing, contempt and cruel murderous intent.

"Hehehe..." Harrison laughed hoarsely, revealing a mouthful of ferocious fangs. "Ganesus, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"

Before he finished speaking, his terrifying aura, which was infinitely close to S, pressed down on the other party.

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