Chapter 505: Decisive Battle! Satan's City!

Amid the cheers and roars of countless demons, Belial, Baimon, and Astaros took action.

The three of them looked at each other tacitly, and then raised their hands at the same time, casting the same magic to break the magic. Three magic circles with different colors and the same patterns were hooked out in front of them.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, countless halos burst out from it, transformed into countless skulls, and then gathered together in unison, converging into three beams of ghostly howling.

When these beams touched the defensive chains of the City of Satan, they attached to them one after another, opening their clanging jaws to bite.

For a moment, dense and crisp waves echoed between heaven and earth, causing the demons to tremble.

Baimon glanced around, frowned slightly, and said in a cold and neutral voice: "Aini, Lelakin and the others have not arrived yet. I'm afraid something has happened."

"Hmph! A bunch of rubbish, can't even handle a small thing properly." Astaros opened his eyes and pulled the corners of his mouth coldly.

"It's come to this. No matter what happens, we must capture the City of Satan." Belial spoke, his voice was cold, revealing the arrogance that others dared not question, and the expression between his eyebrows and eyes vaguely revealed the majesty and murderousness of the former King of Hell.

The two stopped talking and concentrated on breaking the boundary.

As time went on, under the continuous offensive of the three top demon gods, the magic pattern chains that formed the black pentagram began to crumble, like silk threads that were pulled against each other and were no longer tight.

"Dark Secret: Decay of the Dead," Belial motioned the other two to stop with one hand, raised his other hand and chanted, "Dead Soul Flame!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flame chariot under him ignited the surging fire of dead souls. In the black flames, endless dead souls twisted and twitched. They clung to the chariot and then drove the chariot down.

During the descent, the black flames of the chariot became more and more violent, and instantly expanded into a pitch-black giant dead soul, roaring and crashing into the center of the black pentagram.

Boom——

The black flames were like thousands of maggots gnawing at the chains, and the places where they crawled were filled with decayed and festering smoke.

It was not simply acidic substances or special energy, but time!

These dead souls have the terrifying effect of accelerating the passage of time. Only a wisp of dead soul can turn an ordinary human into a dry bone that has been dead for a hundred years in one second. What's more, there are countless dead souls at this moment. The thickness of time applied to the defensive barrier cannot be described in words, and its time span is as long as hundreds of thousands of years.

The defense barrier, which had been torn open by the seal-breaking magic and attacked by such terrible black magic, only lasted for a dozen seconds before it was broken and melted.

The city of Satan, which had only a vague outline, also revealed its true face, including the demon army that had been waiting for a long time.

The leaders were the two Satans of the Trinity: Beelzebub and Azazel.

The latter was an extremely ancient and low-key demon, who was a half-beast demon with dragon wings on his back. His burly torso was covered with rock-like muscles. His ankles, knees, waist, fingers, chest, shoulders and other parts had armor-like exoskeletons. Rough dragon scales covered his whole body, and he had huge and sharp claws on his feet.

Behind the uneven face of the wild beast, there was a pair of dark horns that were winding and curved, and his face had two pairs of golden round vertical eyes. His mouth could be split into three petals, which were full of sharp teeth.

The former is the first of the seventy-two pillars. Compared with the name Beelzebub, the nickname "Fly Lord" is more famous.

However, his image at the moment is an unfathomable old man, wearing a gray robe and a simple magic wand, which looks a bit like Gandalf.

He was originally a member of the Seraph Choir. He failed in the Genesis War and fled. Later, he became the Canaan Sun God Baal, ruling the East with a hammer in his right hand and thunder in his left hand. Finally, he entered hell and became one of the current Satans. He is the prime minister of hell who follows Lucifer and is the real power figure in hell.

At present, the Satan City, which is as large as the entire island of England, is occupied by equally incalculable demons, including the seventy-two pillars of demons.

Originally, the number of demons in the city was not as many as the rebel demons, but thanks to Chu Xin, he slaughtered five of them, including Aini, in one fell swoop, and the number of demons on both sides was evened out.

"Everyone, while there is still room for recovery, turn around and leave. You will still be the devil when you go back." Beelzebub said hoarsely, and all the demons could hear it clearly.

"Why tell them this? Once you come, don't even think about leaving alive," Azazel stepped forward, and it seemed like a rolling river was rushing in his chest and abdomen while he spoke, "When Lord Lucifer comes back, everyone outside the city will perish physically and their souls will be annihilated, including you three!"

One white-faced, one red-faced, sounding the alarm for the rebels~

"Times have changed, and the throne should also be rotated, right? You two just hugged Lucifer's thighs to get the name of Satan for nothing, why are you so arrogant with us?" The hot-tempered Astaros didn't tolerate it and directly retorted.

"Baimon, even you are making trouble with them? With your status and position, when we abdicate, the probability of you taking office is very high." Beelzebub stared at the beautiful face meaningfully.

"As you can see, I won't explain." Baimon replied, his calm tone showed no trace of his thoughts.

"When did the dignified Lord of the Flies become so indecisive? My army cannot return empty-handed." Belial spoke.

As soon as he spoke, the scene suddenly froze, and a strong smell of gunpowder spread, ready to boil at any time.

"Okay, okay, we old friends haven't sparred with each other for a long time, right?" Beelzebub chuckled lowly, while shrugging his shoulders, a terrifying change occurred.

Puff puff puff——

I saw Beelzebub's human skin bursting violently, and a thin stream of blood and high-heat steam splashed everywhere.

Flesh and blood grow, and tentacles dance wildly.

The Fly Lord reveals his true form!

The head of a human male, with an angry and hateful face, scarlet eyes glowing with blood, dark brown messy hair and beard connected in a circle, ears covered with rusty ornaments, and a pair of dark yellow horns.

The short and thick neck covered by the beard connects the upper body to the torso. Outside the burly and well-developed muscles is a layer of green mold-like hairy skin. The skin on the back is torn, and a pair of almost transparent fly wings that reflect colorful light are revealed. What grew out of his shoulders were not arms, but sticky and flexible dirty tentacles. At first glance, they looked like dense long worms coming out of them.

In fact, Beelzebub's upper body is not the most terrifying. Compared with the lower body, it can be described as pleasing to the eye.

Because of his lower body, the taste was so strong that even the demon gods felt nauseated.

From the waist down, which is full of sarcoma tentacles, there is a giant fly!

An extremely ugly and huge fly head stood high from the part that originally belonged to Beelzebub. The big eyes were composed of densely packed compound eyes like two fluffy plums. It seemed to have thinking, and it kept roaring with its big mouth open, and it was sticky. Dark yellow saliva and gastric juices spurted out in all directions.

The insect's jointed limbs are waving in all directions, and the ends are as sharp as blades, and there are many tentacles extending from the back of the buttocks, and the ends are jagged mouths that can be opened and closed.

If it was just like this, it would be fine. It was just a curiosity at most. Even Chu Xin was dumbfounded by the lower components, and finally understood why Beelzebub was called the Lord of Flies by the world.

The fly's abdomen is swollen like a sarcoma, but the bulge is still soft. The dark yellow flesh membrane squirms from the inside out from time to time, much like the belly of a pregnant woman.

Yes, this is Beelzebub’s womb!

Directly in front of the uterus, that is, at the bottom of the front of Beelzebub's body, is a dark red exposed hole. At this moment, dozens of round white maggots several meters long are emerging from the egg-laying channel. They are veritable offspring of the devil. , each one carries bacteria that can destroy the human world, bringing death plagues to various planets and planes.

On the left, right and back sides of the uterus, there are eight thick tentacles, which are like an octopus, and the inside also looks like a sucker with sharp teeth.

Suddenly, with the spawning channel twitching, hundreds of giant maggots fell from the sky, and then, small maggots in units of "100 million" poured out in a violent storm.

Bang——

Beelzebub is really good at spraying, and this time he sent a rain of maggots directly over the rebels.

Facing the pouring white rain, every demon felt his scalp numb and his skin tight. This kind of attack would be extremely explosive in the whole hell!

Belial was not a dumb fool either. Astaroth immediately patted the Hell Dragon sitting below him.

"roar--"

The evil dragon roared, its chest and abdomen burst into glory, and the fire at the root of its throat shot up into the sky, forming a rolling barrier of sea of ​​fire, burning all the rain of maggots that fell down.

Baimen's 25 fallen angel legions all took action. The pitch-black holy swords they held high shot out turbid angelic light, rushing into the sky like anti-aircraft missiles to intercept and block the attack.

Belial did nothing, because his demon army was either dead people or ghosts, and they were not afraid of the rain of maggots at all. Pure physical attacks had no effect on them. After all, their living environment and Beelzebub's body were It's the same style of painting.

"attack!!!"

Azazel raised his head and howled angrily, setting an example by taking the lead in attacking. He struck with both fists in the air, and invisible air waves trembled and fell, crushing thousands of enemies to death in the blink of an eye.

Rumble~

At this moment, the entire city of Satan was in chaos, and this catastrophic battle was bound to affect the entire hell.

Like a torrent of demonic armies clashing with each other, colorful black magic flew all over the sky. In just a few seconds, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and countless ravines and canyons were blasted out of the earth.

When ordinary demons fight against ordinary demons, the legion commander will naturally seek out the opponent's legion commander, and the few demon gods will also face the demon god in a tacit understanding, and no one will shamelessly fry fish ponds and abuse vegetables.

Except, of course, for a certain heretic among the demons.

"It's great, it's great..."

Chu Xin was so excited that he transformed into a bulldozer and traveled across the wilderness, covering the ground with demon flesh wherever he passed.

Although pure quantity has no effect on proficiency, the joy of cutting grass and pushing horizontally is genuine.

Chu Xin clearly felt that the cruel genes belonging to the Doomsday were reveling because of this. The breath of death overflowing from blood and flesh and blood was sucked into the pores, and the cells rushed along the blood vessels to every inch of the body.

"Sure enough, it is easy for Doomsday, who can grow while sleeping, to become stronger quickly, and fighting and killing is undoubtedly the shortcut."

Bang!

The demon who fell to the ground looked at the enemy that exploded in front of him in shock. The joy of surviving the disaster welled up in his heart. He hurriedly expressed his gratitude to the savior: "Thank you brother for your help, another day~"

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Xin whipped his legs and kicked him into powder.

The two legion commanders who were fighting on the side were dumbfounded.

Is this guy crazy about killing?

Sensing his gaze, Chu Xin turned his head and looked at them.

Bang bang! (End of this chapter)