Chapter 1746

Devotion to righteousness that inspires reverence said so, but in fact, Mordo Baron's heart trembled again.

There are so many demons appearing in front of him. Looking at thousands of them, it’s like a big mountain weighing on his heart, making him have it in his heart. A sense of powerlessness. He is still insisting that the dead duck has a hard mouth, completely because of the guarantee that Ancient One had given him before, and because of racial defense considerations.

After all, he is a human, and the opponent is a devil, even if oneself wants to surrender, the opponent may not accept his surrender. So instead of lowering oneself and surrendering, it is better to be hard-headed and see if you can usher in a turn for the better before things get the worst.

This is his determination after all kinds of considerations, and he has never been a vacillating wall, he naturally unswervingly acted according to his own ideas.

He is very hard-spirited, which can be seen by anyone with open eyes. Faced with the hard-heartedness he showed in this situation, the black heart as the commander of the devil's army could not help but stand up.

If you don't agree, you can do it. That's something that only a idiot with muscles can do. He claims to be a smart person, especially since he has always thought that oneself is the best successor to Mephisto, of course he is impossible to let oneself and that kind of muscle stick become the same thing. Therefore, he stood up and planned to use his own words to shake the Mordo sorcerer's mind.

The devil is probably the most confusing group of guys in the world. Of course, this refers to the big devils, not to those idiots who only shout and scream to kill and hunt everywhere. The big devils no longer have the need to eat humans. If they want to eat something, they will have a better choice. They are still indispensable for the needs of the soul, so in the case of overwhelming majority, the big devils will use a more tact and more thorough way to plunder what oneself wants.

Lies, fraud, this is definitely a very profitable method. And in these thousands of years, the big devils who have already played this method out of use, of course, have their own way of deceiving people's hearts.

The first thing the black heart that stands out from the crowd must change the image of own. When facing the devil, his hideous and terrifying nature is naturally the best deterrent. But for human beings, it shows him The original form will only make people feel fear and hostility. He doesn’t care about this hostility, but since he wants to confuse people, he certainly cannot appear in this image. Therefore, the most accustomed appearance of human beings is as it should be by rights.

Small vest, black suit. From the point of view of clothing alone, Black Heart is almost completely imitating his father Mephisto. But he is not Mephisto after all. This depends on how he dresses. I can’t even pretend Mephisto’s elder Chunchun’s appearance.

The big shiny back and the cold smile on the face that can’t be hidden. Apart from being rebellious, there is only the indescribable hypocrisy and viciousness. He himself did not feel this, but tried to pretend that I was very talkative and open his mouth to Mordo Baron.

"You are Sir Mordo, the guy who has been against us from start to finish?"

"Bah, if you guys squat obediently and honestly in hell and wait Die, do you think I will be bored and waste my time on you?"

Mordo didn't take this stubbornly, but just followed the black-hearted words and started to lose them. The unfavorable situation of this finished apprenticeship is of course that it makes the black heart ugly, but since it is going to play, of course there is no reason to give up halfway. So he barely suppressed oneself's unhappiness, and continued to speak to Mordo.

"hmph, we have watched the scene of hell for countless years, and we have long been bored with it. Now the door of the world has been opened, tell me why we don’t come to a better world, and must nest What about ghost places like hell?"

"Because the world is ours, not your damned things can be coveted!"

On this question, Mordo answered very positively . Only for his affirmative answer, Black Heart couldn't help but sneered.

"Earth is yours? This is the best joke I have ever heard. Don't forget, in Antiquity Era, you humans are us and the slaves of those hypocritical Gods. At that time, you and Earth’s Wild beast makes no difference. If it weren’t for the war between God and us, plus the intervention of those Outsiders, do you think this World has the qualifications for you to call the shots?"

"We ruled this World For thousands of years, neither those Gods nor you despicable demons have been able to take Earth back from our hands. Isn’t that enough to prove who is the owner of Earth? If you don’t agree with this view, You can try again to see if human beings have the ability to send you demons back to your hometown in hell!"

The two people are tit-for-tat, fighting each other. And soon, Black Heart had no interest in continuing. After all, he is not Mephisto's existence that can gain the upper hand by language, so after realizing that oneself could not take advantage of this aspect, he could only divert the topic and come up with some dry goods.

"Don’t think I don’t know what human beings are doing now, Mordo sorcerer. I’m making trouble here right now. What do you think those humans who are only busy fighting inside can do to me? Don’t say anything else, If I want to kill you now, do you think the humans in your mouth have the ability to stop me?"

Seeing the poorly, and coming up with words that are almost threatening, the black heart obviously wants to use the present The situation, come fiercely to oppress Mordo. And this time he didn't miss it, because Mordo was indeed a little timid about the situation. However, there is no more retreat for him to choose. And he is absolutely impossible to choose such a thing as surrender. Therefore, he can only persist and yell at the black heart.

"If you want to kill me, you can try it. I'm here to see if you have this ability!"

"Of course I will try. But doing Before such a thing, I can give you a chance."

It seems that I have already felt that the initiative is in the hands of the owner, and the black heart has already sneered and said the bottom line of the own.

"You commit suicide. After you die, I will extract your soul. If your soul can withstand the hardships in hell, I will personally take action and transform you into a big Devil, then serve me exclusively."

When it comes to this, even people who have already wanted to surrender will probably resist to the death, let alone Mordo, who is unwavering in his fight at first. He didn't want to be so embarrassed to die, even after he died, he would have to suffer so much. So the only thing he can do now is to stretch out his hand to Black Heart with a solemn expression, and then yells heartbreakingly.

"The devil of a bitch, I am here, you have the ability to come here!"

If you can make a nobleman scold such things, obviously they have already There is no room for transfer. In the face of Mordo's "cannot tell good from bad" statement, Black Heart really turned black, revealing a pair of interplaying fangs, and already issued the most terrifying roar.

"Come on to me, get him over. I want to live!"

He has not been dazzled by anger yet, knowing that Mordo has arranged After countless hands and feet, of course he was impossible to rush into the trap because of his anger. Although he was sure, Mordo's traps might not do him anything. But he is not sure whether oneself will get a covered in dirt because of a momentary miss.

He came here to show his muscles, like all the demons to show how wise and mighty oneself really is. If gutter overturns the ship, let alone how dull oneself's face is, the good name passed out alone may be enough to make his ambition bear a huge blow.

He didn't dare to bet on this kind of thing, so it was inevitable to urge those cannon fodder men to explore the way for oneself.

And when he said this, the demons who had already been unable to restrain themselves were of course impossible to restrain them again, almost screaming frantically, they were already changing for the billowing black smoke, Like the rain cloud before the rainstorm, the darkness was crushed to death.

The war has begun, and Mordo naturally started to challenge with solemn expression. He was chanting the Vajra Sutra in Sanskrit, but his hand quickly filled oneself's spell on the gate with gold paint.

In the end, his speed is faster than the demons and ghosts outside. Before these demons rushed in, he was finally about to finish the spell. And as these demons continued to approach, the originally dull golden lacquer immediately became brighter like a fire, followed by bursts of Sanskrit sounds, suddenly releasing thousands of lights.

Radiance is like a sharp sword, instantly sweeping away the black clouds approaching in front of you. The magic power of Buddhism has an effect even on these Western devils, but when it is swept away by the divine light of this Fudo King Curse, all the devils will fall down like a fire.

They wailed in pain and struggled constantly, but they were useless. Because in the blink of an eye, they were already turned into ashes.

This is considered a disadvantage of finished apprenticeship, but the black heart does not mean to stop it. He only cared about letting the demons under him continue to rush to kill, and did not care about the casualties in front of him. This makes the Fudo Mingwang curse more prominent, but everything is relative. Under such constant consumption, Mordo can already clearly perceive it.

The golden paint he scribbled has already dried up.

This kind of golden paint scraped from Buddha statues that are enshrined all year round is very rare, and Mordo did not expect it to be so badly worn out. Seeing the spells continue to weaken, the demons are still powerful, he is clenched the teeth right now, and retreats toward the deeper part of the base.