Book of Gods and Demons

The battle continues.

The whispers in the void became denser and louder.

These ancient guys didn't care if their whispers were heard, their whispers followed strange ripples and spread throughout Medland. Whether they are wise or not, they have heard their conversation.

They talked about Joe, Indoran, and Hillman.

They commented on the foundation and strength of Hydra's blood, and they discussed enthusiastically how to deal with Hydra.

There is no doubt that even among these ancient existences, Heilinger is the one that is extremely difficult to deal with, and these existences don't mind discussing some means to deal with Heringer.

Heilinger lay on Margaret III's shoulders, squinted, and looked at these ancient guys unkindly.

At the corner of his mouth, there was saliva flowing.

Master of chaos and devour, Helingel was never a kind man.

It's just that he can't do it, otherwise, he is happy to swallow these guys in front of him... so, how powerful he can become!

High in the sky, the thunder flashed wildly, and the thunderstorm blew up.

Indoran and Hillman joined forces and beat Joe back step by step. Thunders blasted on Joe's body, making him bloody, and there were also large pieces of black scales constantly falling off, and a lot of flesh and blood fell from the sky like a landslide.

Indoran and Hillman acted mercilessly, and several wounds on Joe's body showed squirming internal organs and glazed gleaming bones.

Occasionally, Dorran and Hillman had dozens of heads set on fire, hitting a certain part of Joe's body, this piece of flesh and blood instantly vaporized, and the bones below were also punched with countless cracks, making a terrible cracking sound.

"All Hydras are Heilinger's dependents..." An ancient being hid behind the clouds and screamed hoarsely: "I also need dependents... So, old ghost number one, where's my dependents? "

"Ah, we all need family members." Behind a cloud of dark clouds, a huge, hideous snake head with seven sharp horns on top of its head slowly came out. He gave Heringle a fierce look and said The weird laugh of'chichi': "Let those human beings speed up the fusion of my blood..."

"In the beginning, you **** human beings killed all of my dependents...you owe me, and pay your own people back...this way, it's fair!" A huge dog head with flames and smoke in his mouth. Peeked out of the void, the corner of his mouth kept ticking down with black saliva.

Every drop of saliva on the ground will turn into a twisted and ferocious black snake scurrying all over the ground!

"I have no demands for the dependents... But, according to our agreement, I can use my abilities wantonly... This feeling is very good." A thick yellow-green cloud fell slowly from the dark clouds, his laughter It was erratic and gentle, full of disturbing and dangerous atmosphere.

Joe was beaten back and forth, and he kept backing down.

He stepped into the void step by step, and gradually approached a thick dark cloud.

The blood gleams in this dark cloud, and a **** pattern is inlaid on the edge of the dark cloud. In the dark clouds, a full-body black carapace, the upper body is in the form of a bald man, and the lower body is the eight-armed foreign body of the spider's body, sitting lazily on a blood-colored spider web.

This burly man with eight arms holds eight weapons, including knives, swords, axes, and spears. In the spider web under his seat, wisps of **** smoke surround him, and countless twisted faces are looming inside.

Witte, master of conspiracy, traps, and assassinations.

This is one of the most infamous among all the ancient masters of the Medland world.

The meaning of his existence is to kill, using all kinds of conspiracy and shameful means to kill.

Whether it is a mortal or a transcendent or high god, it is possible to become his prey...His character is twisted and cruel, and you will never understand what he will do next second and why.

Joe stepped back in front of him.

The eyes of Werther, who had not said a word, were sitting in mid-air watching a good show suddenly turned red.

He licked the corners of his mouth, and there was viscous saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.

His body trembled slightly, his eight arms began to wave up and down, and the spider feet of his lower body moved slowly on the huge spider web, his eyes locked on the back of Joe's heart.

Joe stepped backwards step by step, step by step closer to Witt.

Witte raised the weapon in his hand.

The spectators on the side all showed subtle smiles...

"Oh, oh, there's a good show to watch!" Mu with a large group of **** servants, surrounded by strong golden light, smiled in a low voice: "However, I don't think he can succeed, what do you think? Dear sister!"

Muteste smiled coldly: "What if he succeeds?"

Mu curled his lips: "What you said is really unpleasant... Witte, in the legend, he has never successfully hunted down even a real master... but those god-level dependents were killed by him. Quite a lot."

"Crimson, but far more terrifying monsters than those ancient existences!"

Mu Qing sighed.

Joe's body was squirming violently, and under the thick scales, strong and powerful muscles undulated like tides.

His two legs have merged into one, becoming a stout snake tail.

The eight sarcomas on the back of his neck were full of blood, and the heartbeat of ‘bang bang’ was constantly heard from inside.

He stepped back step by step, and kept retreating, and he had retreated to a place less than ten miles away from Werther.

Witte's body sank slightly, ready to be culled.

The next moment, Dorran and Hillman's fire-focused attacks hit Joe's waist fiercely, and the large scales and flesh and blood instantly vaporized, and Joe also let out a cry of pain, and was blown out to fly backwards.

Witte let out a joyful roar, he rose into the air, and the eight weapons burst out with dazzling blood, stabbing every key point in the back of Joe's heart fiercely.

The eight sarcomas on the back of Qiao's neck burst open suddenly. Accompanied by the terrible stretch of flesh and blood, eight huge snake heads, like the heads of giant dragons, grew out suddenly with blood.

As soon as Qiao's body shook, just like Dorran and Hillman, he also turned into a giant Hydra that was hundreds of miles long.

He did not respond to the attacks of Indoran and Hillman, but opened his mouth wide, and the nine snake heads bit at Witt at the same time.

Witte let out a hoarse roar.

In Joe's big mouth, a black whirlpool appeared out of nowhere, and Werther's body was instantly torn apart and swallowed greedily by nine snakeheads.

There was a terrifying loud noise from all over the Medland world.

Witte completely disappeared...

The smoke disappeared completely...

Just as Joe had swallowed Varis, the lord of war with similar authority to him before... At this moment, Joe had swallowed Witt, the lord of conspiracy, trap, and assassination.

Witte, there is no chance of resurrection anymore, he is completely annihilated.