The Emperor’s Angel of Death

The demon princes of Tecchi are usually those wizards who are extremely obsessed with knowledge or mana. They have extremely powerful psionic spells and can summon any demon at will, and because of the identity of the sect of the ever-changing, the demon prince of Tecchi is physically The degree of distortion is no less than that of the demon princes of other evil gods.

Sometimes it's even worse.

They have strangely colored feathers on their wings, and faces with different expressions often appear on their bodies.

Most wizards or warriors who believe in Tecchi can gain the favor of the God of Tecchi through crazy learning psionic spells and peek into the secrets of subspace, but to be promoted to a prince of the demon, they need to completely discard humanity. And peek into the secrets of the entire universe.

Many wizards or warriors have been corrupted in this process and become monsters that are neither human nor ghost, and those who succeed will experience unimaginable pain and eventually become a prince of strange demon.

Such an existence cannot be described in terms of terror in the physical universe.

As long as they appear, it means that an unprecedented disaster is imminent.

"Fool! Die!"

More lightning and flames were released by the huge demons that appeared, tearing more than ten warriors to pieces.

The explosive bomb couldn't keep up with the changes in its flickering. Although the plasma hit its wings, it was randomly reflected away.

An armor-piercing rocket rushed toward the demon, hitting the monster's chest, detonating the huge energy contained within.

But the flare just makes it take a step back, and it has no other effect.

This result surprised the soul drinkers and hurriedly reloaded the rocket.

But this time, the demon prince only stretched out one hand.

Energy is condensed between its palms and circulates at the fingertips, like a miniature storm. At the same time, its head is slightly arched, looking at the cloud of energy.

Suddenly, the pupils of the demon prince shrank suddenly, turning his head to look at the soul drinker warrior who attacked him, and relieved the restraint on energy.

"Uh!!!"

The soldier immediately let out a scream, his body was enveloped in darkness, blood vessels and arteries were squirming, blood slowly flowed out of the seven orifices, and then he fell softly and could no longer move.

With a weird smile, the demon prince's eyes scanned back and forth in the cabin, craned his neck as if he was hungry and thirsty for something.

Suddenly, a wave of turbulent forces swept across, shattering the resistance of the interstellar warriors.

Sol and others were thrown into the air and hit the wall or fell to the ground.

Stretching his body fully, the demon prince looked at Saul.

It looked relaxed, with one hand gently stroking the flame on the robe.

When he was stared at by the magic eye, Saul felt that something was in his brain, much like the feeling of jumping in subspace, like a sharp needle constantly stabbing in the center of his brain.

He tried to block this feeling with his fingers, opened his mind and skills, and found out the pain inch by inch. He could not stop the mental impact of this creature.

After a moment, Thor's limbs were numb, and he stood up like a walking dead.

Around him, other interstellar warriors have just awakened from the shock released by the monster.

"Cursed one, come and embrace your destiny."

The demon prince stretched out his hand and motioned for Thor to move forward.

"Go back to the subspace!"

Soshyang stomped and exploded the twisted Fire Demon on the ground, and then took a step forward, swinging his long sword, and chopped a demon trying to escape into three segments, and the colorful juice of the Fire Demon suddenly splashed over the deck.

He paused for a while to evaluate the surrounding environment. There were no enemies around. He could hear the fighters fighting behind him, and the return of explosive bombs echoed in the tunnel he had just left.

Although he knew that the soul drinkers were facing a terrible dilemma, he had to focus on his goal-to eliminate the threat of the fire monster first.

At this time, the communication channel rang out, and Soshyang heard Mark's voice. The other party sounded very nervous, as if he had gritted his teeth.

"Captain Soshyan, here are some...some things that we can't eliminate."

"I'm coming right away!"

Soshyan rushed to the passage as fast as he could, and got there in a moment.

Dozens of soul drinker fighters were stationed everywhere. The weapons in their hands were pointed at a bird-shaped monster, but none of them opened fire. There were more than a dozen soul drinkers scorched on the ground.

Standing in front of the creature was Sol, a few meters apart, his arms hanging so straight on his sides.

It seems to have lost consciousness.

"Stop attacking, or he will die."

These words sounded directly in Soshyang's mind, did not pass through his ears, and the voice was soft and pleasant, in sharp contrast with the ugly and harsh creature that issued them.

Soshyan stopped, he noticed that the other fighters didn't react at all, so he guessed it was said to him alone.

He didn't know whether the soldiers' slow actions were voluntary or forced, but he knew they were in serious danger.

"demon!"

Soshyang took a step forward towards the monster.

"If you think you can challenge me, then I will make you pay a heavy price! I have killed a nasty plaything, don't mind killing another strange freak!"

"Hahaha! Everything you do on Valledo is under my control. Who do you think helped you defeat the chant?"

Sosh raised his brows and frowned, but the demon raised his head and laughed.

"It's me! A great planner! The embodiment of wisdom and lies!!!"

"Devil, no matter what you try, I will let your efforts go to waste."

"Let my efforts go to waste? I have put in a lot of hard work to get here. I have been looking for you for a long time, Soshyan of the Astral Knight."

Suddenly, the monster's voice became a little familiar, like a babble from an unknown source in a half-dream and half-awake period, but I don't remember where I heard it.

Soshyan can be sure that this is not the first time he has heard this voice.

He searched vague memories in his mind, hoping to find related things.

"You don't know that your destiny is a great and eternal wealth."

"Get out of my head!"

Soshyang stepped to the left, focusing on blocking the invasion of monsters in his mind, and the power of the gray marrow shaped a shield.

The demon prince Abrasis looked at him with a deep and inexplicable gaze, as if to penetrate this barrier.

"This is my domain. If you want to ignore me, it's impossible."

"I don't deal with the devil~www.ltnovel.com~ Soshyang calmly moved a little to the left, bringing himself closer to the demon prince.

"Devil? Devil?"

The voice was full of disappointment.

"I am not comparable to the simple creatures in your mouth. I am the key to fate and the ferryman of time. The past and the future are all in my eyes. Force may defeat me, but it will never defeat destiny."

"I heard enough of your fatalism."

Soshyang moved slowly behind the monster, while the other's head was not hurriedly staring at him.

"Do you think I'm tempting you? You guessed it wrong. You don't want power or power. This is obvious, but you are being guided by a force that you can't control. That force will reshape the galaxy, but also Bring destruction, you don’t know what path you are going."

As Soshyang continued to circle, the demon prince slowly turned his neck.