Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1249
"Oh, because you don't have the Eye of Darkness in your body, Silent City won't take you as a target, congratulations."

A very cold consolation, Yelin aimed at the opponent's feet, bang~
A piece of gravel exploded. Although it didn't hurt anyone directly, the instinctive desire to survive still made Xia Le Fuzi back again and again.

He stands tall and has been the king of the Harlem area for too long. For Schaller Fuzi, what he fears most is not being defeated, but the mysterious disappearance of his own power.

Because he will become those "slaves" who are kept in cages and slaughtered!
Ugly slave!
A word that hurts the soul, hurts the heart, and vomits a big mouthful of blood.

逃～
Maybe there is still a chance, as long as I can find Dr. Giselle, I still have a chance, and my body will be filled with powerful strength.

However, the speed of mortals is so slow in the terrain collapse caused by the battle, and every movement is full of pitiful and pathetic taste.

The Demon Emperor, who used to be aloof, is now as sad as a mouse avoiding light.

Hiate watched coldly, and made a gesture to Gu Yu, to wipe his neck, to eliminate even the possibility of one in a billion.

"it is good."

Gu Yu was hiding in the shadows, and just as he was quietly approaching the exhausted Xia Le Fuzi, a magic circle suddenly flickered, covering the former Demon Emperor, taking him away and disappearing.

"Not far."

With a movement of Xiaoyu's fingertips, the illusory dragon shadow of the oracle also rushed to a place, pointing out the direction for Gu Yu.

……

silent chapel
It should be said that this is a branch of the chapel under the Ka Xiu sect, and its meaning is to keep all disloyal and unbelievers permanently silent.

Dowhead is the Master of the Chapel and the Executioner of the Silence.

It was her black magic that took away Xia Le Fuzi.

For the rest of his life, after being freed from the gazes of many strong men, Xia Le Fuzi was panting heavily, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his clean eyes were full of horror.

Black pupil is already a thing of the past.

When he saw Duohead, he was relieved immediately. He has a good understanding of Duohead's black magic, is very powerful, and is good at teleportation.

If you deliberately run for your life, ordinary strong people will have no way to do it, and you can avoid it for decades.

"Where's Doublehead, Giselle, and Sisling?"

He stood up and straightened his clothes. After calming down, he seemed to have returned to his previous high-ranking posture, giving orders.

He urgently needs to find these two people and transplant the eyes of darkness for himself again. Power, without power, is a dead thing in the devil world, a slave!
"They all escaped."

Dowhead lowered her head, seemingly still in a respectful attitude, but no one noticed that there was a trace of strangeness in her tone.

"Then quickly catch it for me!"

"Yes."

He agreed with his mouth, but Duoheide's body remained motionless. Instead, he slowly raised his head with fierce eyes.

"Go!" Xia Le Fuzi was displeased and berated coldly.

"Lord Demon Emperor, are you deprived of all your power?"

With a twitch, Xia Le Fuzi pretended to be calm, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I have mastered Yelin's weakness, and the next time we meet again, he will die."

As long as he is not approached by Yelin's ability, his power should not be activated. Damn Taichu, he can actually restore a person to a completely normal state.

Now there is no magic power in his body, and he is a perfect and healthy body, but even an orc can't beat it.

The sense of emptiness is as terrifying as the ebb tide of the sea, flashing a large open space.

"Lord Demon Emperor, how many times have you failed?" Duohead suddenly asked a question, and at the same time, she raised her head.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, she seemed to have fulfilled her duty as a subordinate, and recalled to herself: "In the beginning, during the Battle of Harlem, your arm was cut off. I think you didn't have a heart transplant, and you weren't perfect enough."

"Dorhead!" Xia Le Fuzi subconsciously yelled, trying to suppress him to the knees.

However, the power of emptiness in the body is like a dry sponge that cannot be squeezed out of water.

"The second time, you replaced your heart and bones, but you were still pierced by a sword, and you were forced to ignite the eyes of darkness, and ran for your life in a hurry."

When Dowhead took a step closer, Schaller Fuzzy's eyes widened in shock. His eyes were very energetic and beautiful, but they were completely gone from the endless pressure of the black pupils in the past.

"For the third time, only the brain and spine are left in your whole body, and your whole body is replaced. You have inherited the power from the hell dimension, but you still lost and were restored to the most incompetent appearance."

inability? !
The extremely ironic words instantly made the Demon Emperor angry and his muscles tense, but he had no strength, nothing.

Everything he relied on was reduced to "zero" by Ye Lin!
"Now, Lord Demon Emperor, Xia Le Fuzi, you are weak and bereaved, are you qualified to be called a god, and are you worthy of Lord Herder?"

Duoheide no longer concealed the ferocity of the beast, grabbed the Demon Emperor by the collar, drooling from his fangs, she was both mocking and strongly dissatisfied.

How could the black-eyed demon emperor who once claimed to be "fearful of death", the supreme king of the Harlem area, come to such a miserable end!

Duoheide is the only magic user among the orcs. Her people were easily slaughtered by the Demon Emperor, and died tragically before her eyes. Her eyeballs were gouged out and used to soak in wine.

Her extreme fear of the Demon Emperor turned into extreme worship.

However, what she admires and is loyal to is the dark demon emperor who is afraid of death, sitting on the spiral throne and looking down on all living beings, not the incompetent "loser" who has been defeated three times in a row!
"The prophecy prophesies, your destined fate actually refers to Yelin, right? He is the one who has no fear of death, he is Lord Herder's man, and now you are just a down-and-out...slave!"

When Duohead taunted loudly, tears of sadness and anger flowed from her eyes. She couldn't accept that the black-eyed Demon Emperor, who was admired and feared by her in the past, turned into such a slave.

In the Demon Realm, power is supreme!

This is the eternal iron law!
Extreme fear turned into extreme worship, and extreme worship gave rise to even more distorted psychology.

"My respected Lord Demon Emperor, how could I just watch you become like this? The black-eyed Demon Emperor overlooking the whole of Harlem should become a shadow that will be remembered by time. His ending will either become a god. Launch the ultimate domination, or set off a huge terror, leaving an indelible shadow on the demon world!"

Dowhead grabbed the shoulder of her ex-lover, her eyes were sad and tearful, but in the eyes of Schaller Fuzz, there was an indescribable fear.

"Durhead! Back off!"

He tried to scold the other party with his old prestige, but he didn't understand the other party's extremely distorted psychology, because he had never been so weak, and had never been in such a desperate situation.

The person who sang the song of phantom and demons would be evaporated with the snap of his fingers if he didn't go his way. In his eyes, the life of the weak was no different from worthless.

"Dorhead, I have already mastered Yelin's weakness. As long as I transplant it again, I have a hundred, no, ten thousand ways to defeat him. He controls the silent city, and he is the public enemy of the devil world!"

However, the more Charles Foz struggled to defend himself, the more disappointed Duohead felt. What is the difference between the current Demon Emperor and the slaves who begged for mercy in the past?

"Master Demon Emperor, you respect glory, you are the king of Harlem, and you are afraid of death, please let me leave the last glorious dignity for you, let us be together forever!"

"Dorhead, ah...!"

The screams were terrifying, and Gu Yu, who was hiding at the door of the chapel and watched silently, felt a chill down his spine and climbed up a layer of chill.

People from the demon world are all perverts.

Gu Yu was speechless, and hurried back to the main battlefield. According to the time estimate, Xiaoice's nuclear bomb should have been detonated, and Yelin, Monica and others may have broken into the hell dimension.

Hiate, who was waiting outside, nodded when she saw Gu Yu returned safely, and asked, "Did you wipe your neck?"

Although he completely believed in Gu Yu's power, hearing the news of his death was the most reassuring.

The Harlem area can have another Kashu Sect, but it must not have the next ambitious Demon Emperor.

"No."

Gu Yu shrugged, curled his lips and said, "He and Duohead are together forever."

"Eh?" Hyatt was suspicious.

"He was eaten by dogs."

　I was wondering if I should skip the battle in the Hell Dimension, or use half a chapter to explain it casually.

　　I want to write about my daily life, and I want to drive a car.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)