Chapter 216 The Cruel Truth Behind Two Beliefs!

Buzz——

With the Lord of Sin as the center, a field full of oppression and death is unfolding, and all colors disappear wherever it goes.

In the heart of the Lord of Sin, there should be no color in hell.

The range is very large.

Almost covers the entire safe haven.

When the Lord of Sin temporarily evolved into the King of Hell, his battle with Corey has become the focus of this war.

Everyone is looking here.

It can be said that whoever wins between Corey and the Lord of Sin will be able to influence the direction of this battle.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

Corey has reached his limit.

And the Lord of Sin... is at his peak!

With the help of the Queen of Psylocke, the Lord of Sin temporarily broke through the eighth level and entered the ninth level of the King of Hell.

The eighth-level Lord of Sin was able to tie with Corey.

The ninth-level King of Hell, just with the momentum and the released hell field, has directly crushed Corey.

At the same time, the most devout believer of the old god, the old man of the god, prayed.

A not too dazzling but somewhat gentle light appeared from the old man's body, and the light instantly connected Corey and the old servant of God.

"I predict that you will enter a lingering old age, just like me."

The old man's voice was full of kindness.

But he used the kindest voice to speak out the curse-like prophecy.

"I predict that you will die with wounds all over your body, just like me!"

The second prophecy appeared.

The prophecy is the power of the old man.

The first prophecy made Corey fall into a weak state, and the whole person seemed to have aged by dozens of years.

But at the same time, the old man aged more rapidly.

And when the second prophecy appeared.

The old man's white robe, which was stained gray by the wind and sand, was covered with large patches of blood, and Corey and the old man's skin had inexplicable wounds.

Some wounds were bleeding.

Some wounds seemed to be decades of old scars, and had long become old diseases that hurt to the bone.

Zheng Yu: "..."

He had to admit it.

What a strong prayer technique.

This is not a prayer, this is clearly cause and effect!

The old man predicted aging, but aging is something that everyone must experience, and this is a 100% prediction that can be predicted.

The old man predicted that he would be covered in wounds.

For Corey, who is called the God of Desert War, injuries are inevitable.

But once aging and decades of scars appear at the same time, even the strongest God of War cannot withstand it.

However, looking at the old man's dying life, Zheng Yu knew that this unbreakable cause and effect skill was exchanged by the old man with his life.

"Hurry up and kill him."

Zheng Yu said.

The old man's state can't last long.

This is why the old man asked Zheng Yu's opinion before releasing this prayer, if Zheng Yu and his team did not take Corey away in a short time.

Even if the old man continued the prayer with his life, Corey's recovery ability would still be able to hold on.

"Ling——"

The Queen of the Psylocke flew into the air.

The wings spread.

At the cost of blood volume, more young butterflies emerged than before.

The young butterfly seemed weak, but it completely ignored the vortex of sand and dust around Corey that was scorched by the scorching sun, and stuck directly to Corey.

Like a blood-sucking parasite, it stuck to Corey's body and sucked away his recovery ability.

The wound suddenly expanded!

But Corey had no time to care about these annoying fluttering moths.

Because what he had to face now was the strongest opponent he had ever met in his life, a ruler from the hell world who regarded death as nothing.

On the black sickle, countless dead souls screamed, and those dead souls... each one could make Corey shudder from the bones!

Unlike before, Corey was not angry or hysterical, and new wounds kept appearing on his body, but his expression did not change at all.

When the old man's servant released the prayer spell.

When the Lord of Sin and Punishment temporarily evolved into the King of Hell.

After the Queen of the Psylocke could release the Ten Thousand Butterflies Dance...

Corey seemed to have seen his own end.

In fact... he was not afraid of death.

When death really came, he could accept this ending more than he thought.

At least... dying at the hands of opponents as powerful as the old man and Zheng Yu was not unjust...

Corey ignored the aging of his body and the future wounds that appeared in advance, picked up the axe, and took the initiative to find the King of Hell.

But the King of Hell did not do it himself.

He waved his right hand lightly.

The black fog of hell turned into dozens of... redeemers holding sickles!

The ninth-level demon had long become the king of the hell he hated. Facing Corey who had given up defense, he disdained to do it himself.

"Humiliate me?"

Corey casually killed a redeemer and questioned.

The King of Hell's eyes were full of indifference.

He floated in the air, raised his hand to the safe haven behind the battlefield, and countless black dead souls flew from the safe haven to the black fog of hell in the sky.

The voice of the King of Hell was low but majestic.

"I saw your sins."

"Unforgivable."

"The crime is extremely serious."

"The name of your bravery is as worthless as the remnant souls living in poverty in my opinion. You are not worthy of my personal punishment."

"You will die from your evil deeds."

With the voice of the King of Hell without any emotion, the black fog composed of hundreds of dead souls in the sky enveloped Corey.

Corey looked at the King of Hell.

"You don't understand..."

After saying that, Corey led down the scorching sun in the sky, trying to use the scorching sun to block the black fog of dead souls.

Unfortunately...

The power of the two is not at the same level at all.

Tsk——

When the scorching sun came into contact with the black fog, it made a sound like ice falling into boiling water, and the scorching sun... went out.

Along with the extinguishing, their hope of victory also went out.

As the black fog of hell swallowed the scorching sun created by Corey with divine power, the war came to an end, and many believers of the new god began to turn around and flee.

But in front of the professional, there is no escape at all.

The only one who is still fighting is still Corey.

As the God of War in the Desert.

Even if he knew that he would lose, he would not let himself become a deserter and disgrace the name of the God of War.

Under the influence of the aging prayer, Corey's temples began to have white hair, and there was no intact skin on his body. Blood flowed all over the ground.

He held the axe handle tightly with both hands.

Facing the King of Hell.

He roared.

"I, damn... but the God of War!"

"How can I lose to you?"

"For the God of Desert!"

"For the new world!"

After saying that, Corey rushed towards the King of Hell regardless of everything... But the black fog of the dead souls also swallowed the scorching sun and fell in front of Corey.

In the black fog,

the dead souls were wailing.

Corey was roaring.

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