Chapter 110

After getting rid of the blade of sin, Camus, I came to the real city of the soul. The black tone of the town made me a little depressed, but now it's not the time to look at these buildings. I opened the demonization with anger

Obviously feel their own changes and the emergence of strength. In order to deal with Camus well, their wings also extend directly. Shaking the sword of victory in his hand, the dark blue flame emerged. At the moment, the sword is called the cry of frost.

Touching the devil's horn on my head, I smiled, and Camus ran out with an angry face.

The angry expression on his face turned into surprise and less obvious panic at the moment he saw me.

"Devil, devil king? What about the human mole ant? "

"I ate it. It tastes OK, but it's too sweet."

Camus looked at me with a frown. His hands still had bone blades.

"The evil devil, he eats people! You are guilty! "

"The third brother of the hermit, do you want to smoke me? No, don't you try? I've just eaten it. The man's life and soul are delicious! "

Camus's face suddenly twisted after listening to me. It seems that the hatred between these soul wizards and the demon clan is really like what the old rogue kolomir said. It should also be true that soul wizards killed the demon clan thousands of years ago.

It's just that Camus is too arrogant and allows him to kill people and not allow others to eat people. Such robber logic and self righteous words are simply a gentleman among hooligans.

"The blade of crime -- wind stab for crime!"

Camus repeated his old skill, but I didn't know I had seen his move. Now, it should be by waving his arm quickly to form a sword Qi to wrap his body and shoot at the enemy like a sharp arrow.

I didn't panic. Now I want to know whether I can resist his attack after demonization.

I took a horse step, secretly lucky, with green tendons on my arms and a loud drink.

Camus is a little different from last time. Maybe he did his best. Camus was spinning fast, and the whole man had become a sword. I have to marvel.

"What a special swordsman!"

The sword Qi around him has become real, and even lightning flows faintly. This move always reminds me of electro-optic dragon drill.

I didn't move. I raised the moan of frost in my hand and let Camus attack me.

The sparks generated by the friction between the sword and the sword man are as gorgeous as fireworks.

I let out a loud drink, and then I used my energy again to transmit it to the moan of frost. Suddenly, I pushed Camus out.

Camus retreated from the electric light dragon drill and looked at me breathlessly, "what a cunning demon! Your sins are unforgivable! "

This Camus, what I do is unforgivable. I will be unreasonable. Can I have a good solo.

I spat. I'm the demon king now, and I advise you to bully yourself with the cry of frost and fight with Camus's bone blade.

It has to be said that Camus's ability is still very strong. There are no flaws in the whole block. Whether it is stabbed at him, there are bone spikes like a blade to resist the cry of frost.

My sword and his arms were intertwined. They were secretly struggling. Camus suddenly smiled at me. How evil and evil the smile was. I had a bad secret in my heart. This little sword man will play Yin moves again. I don't know where to stab bone spikes this time.

I just wanted to step back, but I saw Camus. His eyes turned into a black hole like a starry sky.

A creepy feeling surged into my heart. I didn't know my future reaction. Two sharp bone spikes flew out of his eyes and shot at me.

"No!"

I felt bitter in my heart. I didn't dare to hold it up. I jumped back and opened the distance. Behind him, the bat wings suddenly enlarged and wrapped themselves at the moment when the bone spurs hit.

A very crisp feeling came from the bat wing. This bone spur is absolutely poisonous!

Then there was an endless sense of weakness. At this moment, I didn't even have the strength to stand.

"Devil, you are guilty! Is this punishment bone spur very suitable for you? "

Camus Yin's evil laughter sounded in my ear, and I was distressed. The toxin didn't seem to kill me, but now I don't have any strength, how should I fight?

I struggled to get up and took back my wings.

"Even the devil, you are an ant."

"The weak are all evil. Why! Why do the strong protect the weak! Why, those weak people are willing to accept the protection of others! Hide behind his wings and watch the strong die in front of him in order to survive? To live for such a humble and weak? But what is the meaning of such a life! "

"Even if I become strong now, I am still weak... I am also guilty... I still can't forget that scene, that sentence to live well..."

Camus began to cry. The man who kept saying that the weak was guilty even admitted that he was also the weak?

"So I hate weakness, I hate the weak, and I hate myself even more! I want to kill all the ants in the world! Mole ants should live in dark and humid land! "

"Die, demon king. Your life is over, you and I are weak, but you are weaker than me... "I shouted at Camus“ What for? Say less of your self righteous words! What weakness is sin. The real sin is the heart of the strong that doesn't know how to protect, and the real sin is the soul of the weak that doesn't want to become strong! " Camus was obviously crazy. He roared loudly“ Shut up! Shut up! Weak is weak! Pity is also a sin! Unforgivable, all unforgivable! You're guilty, you're all guilty! The world is guilty“ The blade of sin -- punish heaven and earth! " Camus was crazy. He roared wildly. Countless bone thorns pierced through his body and pierced into the earth under my feet. For a moment the whole earth trembled“ The blood moon cries! " I strongly struggled to release the blood towards Camus, and the moon cried. I couldn't stand because of my weakness, so I had to sit half on the ground. Feel the vibration of the ground under your feet, and use your last strength to gather the armor energy in your body around your wings at the moment. In the unknown darkness, I feel the roar of the wind in my ears. I don't want to pay attention to what happened. At the moment, I just want to have a good sleep“ Easy! Easy! " Her voice is a little soft, and my body is a little warm. I opened my eyes, and lanstya's beautiful but tearful face appeared in front of me“ I knew you didn't die so easily. " Lanstya burst into laughter. I felt her hair and didn't know how to speak for a moment“ hold it! I'm treating you. You're poisoned! " The white light on lanstya's little hand suddenly rose, and there were faint green light spots beating in the white light. Not long ago, I felt much better, and the recovery ability brought by the demon king's armor was still very strong“ Where's Camus! Why are you here! "“ Camus is dead. Look around! " I looked around in surprise, like a prison turned into bone spurs. I was surrounded by bone spurs with serrations. Camus lay on the ground. In addition to the obvious transverse wound on his chest, a dagger tip was exposed in front of his chest. Black blood was dripping on the tip of the dagger. It seemed that this was the cause of Camus' death“ Did you do it? "“ Well... "But you are a God..." but you will die... "I looked at lanstya. There was no dirt on her beautiful face. She was pure like a snowflake just falling... I struggled to stand up and walked to Camus. His body had no bones, just a pool of flesh and blood. It was disgusting“ Isn't it nice for the weak to support each other and become stronger? Why bother about strength... "Lanstya, do you say weakness is a sin?" Lanstya put the black mask on her face again. "The arrogant strong is the sin, isn't it?" I smiled and stopped thinking about strength. Even though I was a mole ant, now the mole ant stood up... "Let's go, the war inside is not over yet..." I want to tell them that their demon king is back! " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.