Chapter 228 Chapter 118: Victory

The Demon Lord never took this pile of fiery red skeletons seriously. Even when they formed into giant bone giants and tried to stop him, they could not cause any harm to him.

And now, among this pile of skeletons, there is a rather interesting exception.

The Demon Lord could even feel the presence of the demon parasite he had released from it.

Carl at this moment was like an early AI painting work, changing every second. The bones underneath were surging like white waves, constantly beating and climbing up, and finally formed a bone armor that was as big as the demon.

In his right hand he held a PPSh-shaped submachine gun, and in his left hand he held a hideous giant bone shield. Behind him he also had a pair of bone wings that had not been deployed and whose function was unknown.

At first glance, it does look somewhat similar to Gundam.

The Demon Lord watched Carl's transformation quietly, and tilted his black hole head: "Just being big is not enough."

Carl, who was in the central "cockpit", breathed out hot air in big mouthfuls. His hands, legs and head were all connected by white bony hands. A large amount of red liquid was injected into them, exposing the veins in his connected parts and emitting a faint red light.

"In a simple worldview, bigger is better."

The Skeleton Armorer picked up the PPSh, pulled the trigger, and the flaming ammunition poured out.

"The kindness after the essence? What a disgusting thing." The Demon Lord opened his hands in disgust, and a black barrier appeared. Red bullets shot on it, like raindrops falling into a fish pond, causing ripples.

"Then try this!"

The Bopsa moved with Carl's thoughts and turned into a hilt. A red sword beam like an energy beam gushed out and tore open the black curtain in one fell swoop.

The Demon Lord did not dodge or evade, and his black hole head crashed into the bone armor. A terrible suction force came, and in an instant, it directly tore apart a large area of ​​tissue at the shoulder of the armor.

"Since you like sucking, I'll let you suck as much as you want!"

The white bones hugged the body of the Demon Lord, and turned into hot lava, burning fiercely red.

The Demon Lord inevitably absorbed some good thoughts, groaned, and felt uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit. He immediately turned into a sticky mud and rushed straight towards the huge red gate behind Carl.

He now had to admit that although these broken bones could hardly pose a threat to his life, they were indeed disgusting enough, as disgusting as waving a mop covered in shit.

In that case, just unplug the other party's power cord.

How could Carl let him have his wish? He spread out the bone wings behind him, as if forming some kind of protective stance to slow down the Demon Lord's advance.

"Annoying." The Demon Lord's mind moved.

The demon in Carl received the order to self-destruct.

[Demon Lord, this is the Demon Lord's new order! Explosion]

Although the little devil didn't need to breathe, he also experienced what it felt like to be suffocated.

[Demon Lord, I am now imprisoned, and exploding will have no effect at all! ]

This time, the Demon Lord feels that this is really a bit abstract. How could I not know what role you can play?

The parasite, which should have been absolutely loyal, actually disobeyed orders and would even retort?
"Am I influenced by this vast amount of good thoughts?" The Demon Lord convinced himself.

In this case, there is no point in complaining about it being disgusting.

"Very good, you have succeeded in angering me." Before the Demon Lord could finish his words, Carl hit him with his shield.

I'm fighting you to the death, what the hell?

The Demon Lord was furious, and aimed his black hole head at Carl, emitting a black death light.

Carl held up his shield, with the red light flickering, as he struggled to resist this wave of attacks.

"Speaking of which, facing this kind of existence, is there any legendary sealing spell or something like that?" Carl asked the connected comrades with gritted teeth.

"Seal? There's no need to seal it if you kill him!"

"Fire! Fire!"

"Unfortunately, we are not magicians. In fact, we don't even know how we woke up. Be careful!"

The moment the black light disappeared, the Demon Lord was already approaching.

"I am the devil who rules over hell!" A large number of arms grew out of the ground, waving and trying to catch Carl.

The Demon Lord grabbed the shield arm of the bone armor and exerted force suddenly. There was a crackling sound and the left arm of the bone armor was directly pulled off.

"Ah! Your hell is really shabby!" Enduring the severe pain, Carl put the Kindness Howitzer almost close to the black hole's head, "Taste the roar of your human grandfather!"

There were a few bangs of gunfire.

This behavior is tantamount to inserting a tube directly into the throat to wash the demon's stomach, using sulfuric acid.

"vomit--"

The Demon Lord took the initiative to distance himself from the black hole, and lay on the ground vomiting violently. A large amount of black mucus gushed out from the black hole uncontrollably.

Carl took the opportunity to break free from the restraints of his arms on the ground, intending to kill him while he was sick.

Click.

Carl's face froze.

It's over. No more ammo.

This also means that only this much good energy remains in the body and can no longer be replenished.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the huge red door, which was covered with fine cracks and was already crumbling.

“Haha, it seems that you can only take advantage of me with your mouth.” The Demon Lord stood up unsteadily, with black flames burning on him. It can be seen that he still has a lot of energy left. “And I haven’t even started yet—asshole!”

Carl still didn't give him time to finish his words and attacked with his fist.

"Damn it, don't! interrupt! my! speech!" The Demon Lord twisted his shape, and his tentacles tightly bound Carl, then punched him again and again, bombarding the core cabin of the bone armor with pure power.

Carl gritted his teeth, blood oozing from his lips, and said nothing.

click!
The remaining arm of the bone armor was cut off at the shoulder, and Carl's right arm was disconnected in advance to avoid causing pain to Carl.

"I have been through so many years, and I must admit it." The Demon Lord broke the skeletal right arm that had been torn off.

Gulp!

His left leg was shattered, and when Carl came to his senses, the connection there had already been severed.

".Let me also bear the pain."

Carl muttered to his comrade with his remaining limbs.

The right leg remained silent and released the connection.

"You are the best I have ever seen, except for a real angel." The demon lord moved his tentacles comfortably.

Tear it apart!

The right leg was torn off, crushed and turned into white ash.

Carl, weak and panting, looked lost in thought.

The demon lord stroked the bones' raised head with his hand: ".The most disgusting guy."

"Comrade, I must disconnect in advance, otherwise you will not be able to bear it. Remember, before the dawn of victory comes, we don't know whether we can win. It turns out that our pain is also to buy time." The skeleton head said goodbye to Carl. The connection of the head was loosened, and Carl in the core cabin lowered his head and curled up into a ball. Even if he avoided the strongest pain, the first few punches of the demon lord with evil thoughts were not something he could resolve without the supplement of good thoughts.

The eyes of the skeleton head glowed red, and a small ray of light shot onto the Demon Lord's hand.

"Haha, interesting."

The Demon Lord raised his two hands and placed them on both sides of the skeletal head. Then, he pressed them down and crushed them into pieces as if he was slapping a mosquito.

Only the torso of the bone armor remained standing, with the red core swaying unsteadily.

"Remember, the one who killed you is the devil—"

Several missiles hit the Demon Lord, successfully interrupting him.

The Demon Lord looked up and found that the blood curtain had disappeared, but the tiny humans under him had never given up resistance. Guns and cannons continued to pour down, and in the distance, there were dozens or even hundreds of tails of flames rushing towards him.

"Even your proud nuclear bombs have no effect on me. What a bummer."

The Demon Lord flicked his finger and the Black Flame Knights reappeared, breaking up the human line. The army, whose casualties had exceeded 50%, still fought to the death. Everyone was completely bloodthirsty and not even monsters could inspire fear in them.

Feng!
A kind thought came out from the huge red gate behind him and hit the Demon Lord weakly.

"Don't be impatient, you're next." The Demon Lord didn't even look at the gate. Countless tentacles stretched out, piercing through and lifting up the remaining bone armor.

Carl groaned and twitched in pain.

The black hole gathered death light and aimed at the core module.

"Comrade, wake up. Look behind you. There is light coming."

Carl turned his head with difficulty in a trance, and indeed, he saw a light, a pure white light.

boom!
A thick white beam of light suddenly engulfed the bone armor and the demon lord.

"****!"

Carl only felt that his body and soul were enjoying the healing, while the Demon Lord opposite him made an indescribable explosion.

The next second, Carl felt himself being thrown out and fell into a pile of bones on the ground. From now on, he shouldn't have to fight for his life. Even if he was a cat with nine lives, he couldn't stand this.

"You are! This power is impossible!" The light beam dissipated, and the Demon Lord's body was covered with super-dense holes, which are the favorite of the dense horror, and there were some residual spots of light attached to it, which was weird and disgusting.

"I am a battle sister of the lineage of Paladin Demonbad, Yekterina." Behind Ye Jie was Guang Yi, holding an object similar to a vase in his hand. "In the name of the Lord, please ask the angels to come and judge your sins."

"Lord, although I don't know where your power comes from, no one in this world knows better than me that the angels and even your Lord no longer exist. As for the Paladins, they are nothing but wild chickens that no one has ever heard of. It is better for you to abandon the light and join the dark, believe in my Demon Lord, and make you a Death Knight."

The black flame slowly filled the hole, and the Demon Lord retracted his tentacles, returned to his original state, and uttered arrogant words.

"Arrogant." Ye Jie commented calmly, gently reaching out to the vase with his bare hands, dipped a few drops of water in it, and then sprinkled them on the battlefield, repeating, "Please, angel, come."

"Die!" The black hole of the Demon Lord spun wildly, and then a large number of "elves" that looked like evil spirits from hell emerged from it, rushing towards Ye Jie with bared fangs and claws.

Ye Jie's expression remained unchanged and he was even too lazy to move.

On the ground, as the holy water was sprinkled, the fragments of the angel statue glowed, floated up, and pieced together to form a strange shape. Then, holy light bloomed from the connected gaps, and it exploded with a loud bang.

"Squeaky scum!"

The light turned the entire Mo City into daylight, and the holy light hung high without interruption. The little evil elf turned into ashes while struggling and twisting.

Even the black snow that had been falling melted away silently in an instant, not to mention the Black Flame Knights who had been summoned not long ago and scattered all over the ground, allowing humans to finally catch their breath.

"This is." Vic, who was standing on the top of the armored vehicle, gasped and put down the RPG in his hand. His eyes gradually widened. Behind Ye Jie, it seemed that some extraordinary existence was emerging.

"Angels, yes, angels! Yes, this is the Seraphim coming! Lord! We have withstood your test! Evil will eventually be destroyed, and only the Lord's holy light is eternal." The Patriarch's face was covered in black and gray. He jumped and shouted like a child, with his arms open, greedily enjoying the baptism of the holy light, as if his soul had been sublimated.

The Demon Lord's eyes gradually became dull, and he muttered words that only he could hear clearly.

"Seraphim with six wings and four heads, holding a holy fan, impossible! The Lord no longer exists, so where do you angels come from?! Impossible, fake, all fake! Damn Michael, this bastard, bullied me all my life, and now that he's dead, he still wants to deceive me? I won't accept it! Absolutely not!"

From being dazed to being crazy, the Demon Lord's body suddenly swelled up again. He faced the four heads and launched an attack with a roar.

Ye Jie continued to dip the holy water and sprinkle it on the Demon Lord.

The angel behind him immediately waved the holy fan, and a cyclone composed of light hit the Demon Lord. He was blown so hard that he could hardly control his body shape. A large amount of black smoke peeled off from his body, and his body, which had just expanded, quickly fell back in a moment.

"I don't believe it, it's you!" The Demon Lord stubbornly took off the black hole head and threw it towards the angel.

In mid-air, the black hole spun wildly, absorbing the holy light from the angels, causing it to revolve around the black hole like an accretion disk.

"Impossible."

After a few more drops of holy water, the angel behind Ye Jie suddenly burst into brighter light, like a white sun, which could be clearly seen throughout Europe.

"It seems that this partner is going to be gone."

Somewhere in Mo City, the Baron looked at the exaggerated "sun" and shrugged.

Heath stared at the holy light, lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

As for Augustus, he could not wait to enter the void and begin his experiment.

This light is gentle to humans, and even readable, but to demons, it is an unbearable large dose of poison.

The devil's black hole could finally no longer be maintained, and the darkness was peeled off layer by layer. Then, with a scream that reached the sky, a large amount of evil gushed out from the upper and lower sides of the black hole. The black hole gradually dissipated and turned into its original appearance.

It was Ivan with two heads.

"Fake angel, you are just a fake angel! Hahaha, if I were the real Michael, I would have returned to the Lord by now. You can't kill me! Only the Lord can decide my life or death! I am the Lord's appointed Lord of Hell!"

The female leader continued to scream in pain, refusing to accept reality.

"I am willing to accept any punishment." Ivan regained consciousness and recalled what he had done during this period. For a moment, he was in so much pain that he could not control himself.

"Being with her is your greatest punishment." Ye Jie shook his head and pointed the vase in his hand at them. "Endure the eternal burning of holy water, Demon Lord."

"no no!"

With a desperate cry, Ivan, who was in control of his body, gave up all resistance and floated calmly towards the holy water bottle.

"Ivan, no! Don't do this to me! I am the only one worthy of your trust!" The Demon Lord was still struggling.

"Now, Mo City is safe. The Northern Alliance is safe." Ivan smiled at her with relief, turned around to take one last look at his country, and closed his eyes completely.

"You can't trap me! You can't trap me, the devil—"

With a sharp roar, Ivan and the Demon Lord were completely sucked into the holy water bottle.

Afterwards, the angel that was actually different in everyone's eyes slowly disappeared. That's right, this angel actually doesn't have a so-called fixed image. In the eyes of different people, it is the angel image that is most deeply rooted in their minds.

Ye Jie breathed a sigh of relief, and the light wings behind her slowly folded. She looked at her hands, which were still trembling slightly.

The holy water in the holy water bottle has been completely used up. If the Demon Lord has any spare strength, the seal will be difficult to succeed.

But fortunately, everyone tried their best and the Demon Lord did not have any strength left.

This is a victory for the Northern League.

(End of this chapter)