Chapter 1153: The Death of the Vice President

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This newly appeared figure was wearing a black robe with mysterious and obscure religious symbols painted on it.

If a player came here at this time and saw his face, he would definitely exclaim and say a world-famous name——

soul!

Africa's super master - soul!

This person was the soul who competed with Huang Yi for the last share of heroic aura in the previous Hero Trial of the Royal Academy of Oskan. In that hero trial, the deputy dean marksman Ika gave Huang Yi the last part of hero aura.

But later, the soul became a hero in its own way, and it should have found the mysterious organ on the mysterious island, just like the way the Pope, Thor, and Blade became heroes.

At this time, the aura of the soul is completely different from before. The demonic aura on his body is overwhelming, and there is a blurry phantom behind him, which keeps changing. Occasionally, he can see a blurry face, which seems to be someone from ancient times. an evil god.

Even a demigod who has been famous for a long time like marksman Ika can feel an unfathomable and strange aura from the soul. Especially the blurry phantom, that phantom has a faint feeling like a demon god, it seems to be the remnant soul of a certain god in the demon world. That kind of breath is more terrifying than the sky demon and the blood demon, and it seems to directly affect the soul.

"Spirit Demon, you are too late!" At this time, the Heavenly Demon shouted towards the soul from a distance.

"Recently, my spiritual teachings are spreading in various worlds. I'm very busy. It's good to be here!" Soul smiled indifferently, as if he was chatting daily, and didn't pay attention to the sharpshooter Ika at all. inside.

"It turns out that the three new kings that have been rumored among the demons are you, the Heavenly Demon, the Blood Demon, and the Spirit Demon?" If you can't see through the opponent's strength, you can't act rashly.

"That's right, I'm the tenth demon king—the spirit demon!" Soul nodded swaggeringly, and took two steps forward, and the phantom of the demon god behind him followed him every step of the way.

As the soul walked forward, it stared at the sharpshooter Ika, and his eyes became sharp: "Vice President, do you remember? After I finished the hero test with Killing God, we went to meet you together, and the result You favored Killing God, gave him the last part of heroic aura, and mocked me as a moral model. At that time, I made up my mind in my heart that no matter what, I must wash away this shame. Later, I met Lord King of Hell, and he He looked up to me, cultivated me a lot, and even bestowed on me the remnant soul of the ancient demon god, Lingshen.

Today, I will kill you first, and then I will kill God of Death! Do you now regret your decision that day? It's useless, it's too late! "

After finishing speaking, the phantom of the demon god behind the soul suddenly turned into a phantom, and rushed towards the sharpshooter Ika!

That phantom of the demon god carried an eternal and majestic aura, with a god-like majestic oppressive force, despised all mortal gods, and made people unable to resist the idea of ​​resistance!

Marksman Ika's face was serious, and he swayed sideways, trying to avoid it!

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the space beside him, it was the elusive Heavenly Demon, and the pair of dragon wings hit him in an instant!

At the same time, the cloak on the back of the Gorefiend also rapidly grew larger, like a huge net instantly covering the legs of the sharpshooter Ika.

The cloak had absorbed his blood before, and had a strong restraint effect on him. After it was absorbed on his body, it stuck to his body tightly, absorbing his blood frantically.

Marksman Ika was completely taken aback by the repeated blows, his body staggered and struggled like a headless chicken.

At this moment, the phantom of the demon god in the soul finally hit the sharpshooter Ika, and fell into his body at once!

At that moment, the sharpshooter Ika's body trembled violently, his face distorted and became more and more ferocious, and his face faintly showed signs of turning into that demon god.

"Ah! This, what is this thing!" While the face of the sharpshooter Ika was distorted, he let out a shrill scream, as if he had suffered the cruelest torture in the world! But his voice is no longer the original voice, but with an evil hoarseness, as if changed by the phantom.

The phantom of the soul is the remnant soul of the spirit god, one of the demon gods in the ancient times. Once this remnant soul enters the body, it will be like a parasite, parasitic in the body, quickly exhausting the body's divine power, and torturing the host's soul , A hundred times more tragic than physical pain!

At this moment, marksman Ika's body kept shaking, and he could no longer control himself.

At the same time, the Heavenly Demon and the Blood Demon have been attacking him frantically, and all kinds of violent attacks are pouring down on him frantically.

"Pfft!" At this moment, a heavy blow from the Heavenly Demon completely broke the arm of marksman Ika. A monstrous amount of dense blood gushed out of the broken arm, and quickly spread into a sea of ​​blood, covering a large area of ​​space. .

The gorefiend's cloak, like a sponge, quickly absorbed the sea of ​​blood, and the color of the cloak became more and more strange and bloodthirsty!

The cloak had tightly wrapped around the legs of Marksman Ika, and it seemed to have become part of the body tissue of Marksman Ika, growing together with him, like a huge hemosarcoma.

Marksman Ika, the legendary demigod of the second world, a world leader, is completely different from the original at this moment. His body is covered with blood, and there are tumors that don't belong to him. He has a hideous and terrifying face. It looked more like a monster.

Gradually, the trembling and struggling frequency of Marksman Ika's body became lower, and the screams became lower, and only occasionally would he experience a slightly hoarse life, like a dying fish occasionally flicking its tail, but it was already gone. Nothing practical.

Finally, the strange body of sharpshooter Ika remained motionless, without any screams, standing quietly in front of the three new demon kings like a corpse, allowing them to deal with it.

At this time, the soul looked at the sharpshooter Ika, smiled faintly, and said to the sky demon and the blood demon: "Okay! You can divide his body! I will absorb his soul. His demigod soul can be extremely powerful." The earth nourishes my remnant soul. After absorbing it, my strength should surpass the two of you. At that time, Lord King of Hell should officially canonize me as the tenth demon king! At that time, we will kill Kill God!"

After finishing speaking, the soul walked up to the marksman Ika, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the already deformed head.

A faint blue light emerged from the head, followed his palm, and was absorbed into his body. He closed his eyes slightly, showing a carefree and comfortable expression.

Finally, the light blue light gushing out from Marksman Ika's body became more and more sparse, and finally disappeared completely, all of which were absorbed into the body by the soul.

At the same time, a solemn and solemn announcement suddenly sounded in the world of the Second World——

"[System Announcement: One of the three major demigods of the Second World [Sharp Archer Ika fell, and was killed by the joint efforts of [Heaven Demon, [Blood Demon, and Spirit Demon]. The number of demigods in the Second World was reduced to two."

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Looking at the progress, I can't finish writing before the Chinese New Year, and there is still one month to celebrate the Chinese New Year, so let's continue writing until it is finished. (To be continued.)