Abyss Demon of All Realms

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A hall decorated with various precious magic gemstones on the top, and countless crimson fire snakes hovering around the walls. There are also several large cracks on the edges of the two sides that go straight into the center of the ground, and continuously seep into the hot lava. in their eyes.

at the same time.

With their appearance.

Inside the hall, those pairs of interested eyes also focused on them.

There are no exceptions.

The owner of these gazes, even the weakest one is stronger than Valkyrie.

As for the powerful ones among them, Valkyrie and Tibal only felt that the other party was a hot source of fire that they could not touch.

This sense of threat instantly made both of them stiff!

But compared to these factors.

The existence that really scared the two of them was the red phantom sitting on the throne in the deepest part of the hall, calmly watching them both.

The moment you see each other!

It was as if they had seen a great thing that could not be seen directly, those powerful summons that surrounded them, before they even had time to resist, they automatically dissolved into pools of indescribable fuzzy objects, Continuously sending out invisible ravings like nightmares.

And when the other party's gaze slowly shifted to him.

They couldn't help but have a biting sense of danger that they might be cut alive by the other party at any time.

"..."

Perceived this.

cold sweat.

Immediately flowed off of them...

His face twitched a couple of times rather stiffly.

It was Valkyrie who was the first to show a smile uglier than crying under the gaze of all the demons...

Chapter 711: Fineness

Surprises are sudden.

In the same way, as an affix with the word "shock", the shock is also very sudden.

At the very least, Valkyrie and Tibal felt very sudden at this moment.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

After secretly puffing himself up.

Varky asked the crucial question.

And as the person being questioned, Orshaga did not disappoint him.

Answers the question very directly:

"No orders."

After finishing speaking, he turned Valkyr's head and threw it on the door outside, intending to add some embellishments to it.

It is also at this time.

Through the corner of his eye, looking at the familiar body lying on the ground next to the dumbfounded Tibal, Valkyr gradually realized something.

I seem to be dead?

It was quite sudden indeed.

How did you die?

Before he could figure out this somewhat serious and profound question.

Valkyrie, who was inlaid on the gate, felt the vicious scorching from the flames attached to the gate.

Those infinitely high-temperature flames, like the fastest razor, burned off Valkyrie's skin, flesh and hair with divine protection in an instant.

The brain matter hidden deep in his skull also turned into something similar to water vapor, gushing out from the eye sockets...

Just a few seconds.

A skull, in which only the soul is constantly being roasted, just appeared on it.

Afterwards, Valkyrie's wailing, like an insignificant tributary, gradually converged with the wailing from the billions of other skulls, becoming a part of it...

And Tibal, who is Valkyrie's plastic-level friendly companion.

At this moment, he has no intention of caring about the little problems the other party has suffered.

As one of the witnesses present.

Even if he was well-informed, he still couldn't judge how big a gap in strength existed between himself and Orshaga.

from start to finish.

He also didn't see the other party move even a little bit, and he didn't feel any power used by the other party.

I just saw the other party sitting on the seat and raising his hand.

Valkyrie, who was standing with him just now, was talking.

Instantly lost a head!

Even as a victim, Valkyr didn't react until he was thrown out. His head was being held by others, and he still thought he was standing there...

The frightening gap between them and that red phantom beyond the cognition of strength.

It was completely like a nightmare that could not be faced, and broke all of Tibalt's psychological defenses in an instant.

If possible, Tibal wanted to kneel down immediately, begging the other party to let him go.

But the self-esteem and pride of being a [Planeswalker] made it impossible for Tibal to make such a cowardly move calmly!

and so.

He forcibly controlled his emotions and managed to maintain his last decency.

Finally, trembling, he called up all his courage.

Facing Orshagan's calm gaze, he used his strongest spell!

That is the culmination of all the achievements he has made since he studied [Pain]!

It can instantly make all those hit feel the invisible pain that the soul and consciousness are torn into thousands of pieces!

Even a powerful [Planeswalker], after being hit by this trick, may fall into madness without reason on the spot due to the severe damage to consciousness!

this moment.

Under that raging mana tide.

Even those [Devil-level] demons who were not the targets of spells felt an inexplicable tingling.

It was as if someone was stabbing their brains with metal needles!

It was undoubtedly an unbearable feeling!

Many demons immediately wanted to attack instinctively and counterattacked!

As the target of this spell, Olshaga directly showed an inexplicable smile.

He didn't even have the thought of blocking it, so he took the blow with his face!

Seeing that Tibal, who was the caster, was a little astonished and puzzled.

He didn't understand.

What kind of mentality does the opponent have to have in order to take this blow from him.

But what made him even more incomprehensible was why the opponent didn't respond after being tricked?

Not even the eyes have changed!

It was as if the blow spell just now was just a breeze.

'Could it be that when I didn't realize it, he directly blocked it with a spell instead of hard-wired it? '

In such perplexing thoughts.

He gradually felt that he was far away from that unknown figure.

The distance seemed to suddenly become much closer.

subconsciously.

Tibal wanted to take two steps back.

But he couldn't feel it in his legs.

He wanted to lower his head, but found that he was being held by Orsha Gati.

This reminded him of what happened to Valkyrie before.

'I'm dead too? '

In such thoughts, after a while.

Tibal mustered up his last strength, and said unwillingly:

"How could it be useless? How could my spell be useless?"

As a [Planeswalker] obsessed with [Pain].

What I have learned all my life is useless.

This brutal answer.

Far more unwilling than death.

And hear this.

Orshaka, who originally wanted a simple snack, also felt the thirst for knowledge.

He barely looked at the guy in his hand.

He was not very repulsed to answer people's doubts. He held the other person's head in one hand and rested his chin with the other casually, and said casually:

"Too immature.

The [Pain] you have mastered is still too mediocre.

But your talent is not bad, if you torture dozens of trillions of intelligent creatures to death, then the [pain] you use should have a little taste. "

Confronted with his answer.

Tibal's dissatisfaction deepened.

In this regard, Olshaga just smiled indifferently:

"It seems that you are still a little bit unwilling, so I will let you experience [pain] with a slightly better quality."

Follow the words from your mouth.

From Tibal's perspective, Orshaka's eyes were like a vortex that devoured everything.

Among the countless bloody flames, Tibal vaguely saw a distorted human-shaped shadow...

just.

Has not yet seen the existence of the other party.

The extreme mournful cry was reflected in the depths of Tibal's soul.

Those howls reached countless levels.

are infinitely overlapped.

As a result, a terrible curse-like influence that cannot be touched, perceived, and thought is formed.

Just the moment you hear it.

Tibal felt an unparalleled [pain], which was reflected on himself along an unknown trajectory...

Countless distorted faces with different appearances suddenly appeared on Tibal's face.

Subsequently.