The bloody light blocked out the sun, and continuous afterimages flashed in the sky and the ground, leaving only an afterimage for a moment of pause, and then disappeared again.

The black and white energies collide, and the surging aftermath squeezes the air and spreads outward, frequently creating vacuum zones.

Amidst a loud explosion, strong winds raged across the sky and earth, causing ripples in the barrier, as if it would collapse in the next second.

Russell raised the Holy Light Sword high, swung Asmodeus away, retreated to the top of the barrier, changed his shape into a javelin, and threw it downwards.

As fast as lightning and shaped like a shooting star!

The brilliance left his hand and poured out boundless holy power, illuminating the entire sky.

"Vain!"

Asmodeus sneered, waved his black flame sword, and a coquettish bloody flower bloomed, blocking the holy spear. Instead of confronting him head-on, he used clever tricks to change the trajectory of the holy spear's fall.

Russell saw this scene in his eyes, and the suppressed golden light in his eyes spread suddenly. The holy spear was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight... In the blink of an eye, arrows of light were released from the string.

It fell like a torrential rain, like stars falling from the sky to the ground, incalculable.

The light points at the arrow tip are connected to form a line, and then countless lines form a plane. Looking at the sky and the earth, it is white, and the momentum is overwhelming...

The change came so fast that Asmodeus was completely unexpected. The moment he woke up, there was no way to escape.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The light and shadow penetrated the barrier and fell on the bloody continent. Carpet bombing spread out, bright white lights lit up, the bloody sand blew across the sky, and the roaring sound was endless.

The earth was shaking, the sky was dark, the River Styx was flowing backwards, and the continuous demonic castles collapsed one after another, leaving the bloody world in a mess.

After the invasion of the Holy Light ended, the Blood Purgatory was devastated. Asmodeus's face was filled with frost, and he drew the power of the world to repair his 'seriously injured' body.

The torso, limbs, and head were severely injured by the lightsaber, and the body was riddled with holes, almost turning into a ball of minced meat.

This kind of serious injury is only superficial. It is not enough to cause death before his energy is exhausted. But the arm summoned by the sacrifice is different. It was taken away by the contract and the law. If it is broken, it is broken. It can only be cast by drawing the blood of the Styx.

A fake is too far away from the level of a devil's body.

The broken body had not yet been repaired, and Asmodeus felt a chill in his heart. He clenched the black flame sword with both hands, turned around and slashed backwards.

The Holy Light Sword struck, and two weapons with completely different properties collided. Asmodeus was prepared for it, but was still knocked back by the surging force. The arm made of blood evaporated and melted in an instant.

Hiss!

Russell took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack, suppressing it with both arms, and the sword blade fell from Asmodeus's neck, slashed out from the abdomen, and split him in half diagonally.

Thick blood overflowed from the wound, and Asmodeus's body was severely injured again. The holy light adhered to the wound and could not heal itself quickly.

"asshole……"

Asmodeus cursed secretly, and the two halves of his body fell into the air and disappeared into a strange vortex of black mist.

Russell did not pursue rashly, and his golden eyes swept across, looking beyond the barrier in the distance.

The power of angels is still at the level of the four archangels. The feeling of squandering it wantonly is really great. Unfortunately, the experience time is limited, so you can only enjoy it for a while.

The angelic power that had been stripped from the cross necklace could not last forever. Russell kept doing nothing and burned it all into the power to strengthen himself. Only then did he suppress Asmodeus and gain the upper hand.

However, what Russell didn't know was that his ability to burn the power of angels came from Gabriel's tacit approval. Otherwise, just like the original cross necklace, he would not be given a spare chance.

…

Outside the Holy Light Barrier, Asmodeus looked ugly. The majestic Demon King of Hell was actually taught a lesson by an unknown person.

It is true that he is just an incarnation of will, and his strength is not worth mentioning compared to the complete Demon King of Hell. But the Demon King is also a shameless person, and he does not bother to use this excuse. The usual style of Hell is to be beaten.

There is no reason to fight back.

After the repair of the broken body was completed, the blood spread over it, and an arm was reorganized. Asmodeus waved his hand, raising a sea of ​​blood and pouring it on the barrier, using endless filth to consume Russell's turtle shell.

With a summoning world behind him, Asmodeus was fighting at home, with inexhaustible energy. He said in a cold voice: "Despicable angel, I recognize your strength, but..."

But you look so annoying!

Asmodeus was confident that he could force Russell to become a fallen angel, but he was not prepared to do so. As he said before, he would not feel comfortable unless he killed Russell.

Russell didn't care that the barrier was broken. When he learned that the Blood Purgatory belonged exclusively to Asmodeus, he was thinking about how to maximize the benefits.

First of all, one thing is certain. Burning Gabriel's angelic power can show off its majesty for a while, but it will never defeat Asmodeus.

Secondly, the angelic power in the stigmata is a consumable. It is not endless like magic power, but it can be replenished.

He couldn't take away the Blood Purgatory, but the pure angelic power in Asmodeus's body was different. It came from the same source as the stigmata on the back of his hand. Planning carefully was equivalent to getting one more skill card.

Thinking of this, Russell put on the official expression of Zheng... the evil nemesis, intending to anger the other party: "Nothing but, I am an angel, you are the devil, we are destined to live and die."

"I can't tell you, you are quite brave!"

"It has nothing to do with courage. Since ancient times, evil has always prevailed over good. As a devil, you will only end in defeat."

"Hmph, that sounds really nice..."

Asmodeus asked for trouble, shut up and said no more. Bloody energy spurted out of his body desperately, turning into several threads and shooting into the void.

Boom!!

A large area of ​​dazzling red energy was pulled out from the void, with Asmodeus as the center. The energy was like a pot of boiling water. The pressure at the center suddenly increased, rolling and condensing into an energy stance.

The huge energy ball rose into the sky, its action field distorted the world, shattering crystal fragments, and rushed towards Russell with a turbulent momentum.

The space froze, Russell's whole body stiffened, and he could only watch helplessly as the energy ball swallowed him up.

"Hahaha, you arrogant guy, when the army of hell captures heaven, I will definitely kill you again." Asmodeus felt relieved when he slashed Russell with his hand, and his depression dissipated. Even the depression of the gate to hell being destroyed was gone.

Much lighter.

This shows that he was really disgusted!

Whoosh!

Asmodeus felt severe pain in his chest, and a black flame sword broke open and stabbed out of his chest. He turned his head in disbelief and saw a very familiar face.

His own face!

"You...who are you?"

"I am Asmodeus! Now answer my king's question, who are you and why can you summon my bloody purgatory?"

Asmodeus: "..."
Chapter completed!