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The light of the four spirit beads shone brightly, surrounding the entire Los Angeles, and then rushed directly into the sky and began to respond to the Fire Spirit Bead, trying to incorporate it into the Five Spirits Locking Formation.

The light of the spirit pearl rushed into the sky, first surrounded Martin, and turned into four-colored auspicious clouds, enveloping him.

The endless magic that flew out from the hellfire was all aimed at Martin who was wielding the sword to wipe out the gate of hell, but when it was brushed by the auspicious clouds formed by the four kinds of spiritual energy, the magic disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

The demons were stunned. They had never expected that the advance of Hell could be easily blocked by a human being.

The low-level demons are now completely useless. They can only risk their lives on the pitifully small probability of being able to pass through the shaky gates of hell and come to the human world.

Although the middle-level demons had a high probability of passing through the gate, this sudden accident made them hesitant, and they lost their enterprising spirit in the blink of an eye.

The demons under the devil king finally couldn't sit still anymore as they watched a war being strangled in the cradle by humans before it even began.

They are interested in Los Angeles, but they care more about how to end the war quickly and win decently.

Only in this way, they will not be embarrassed the next time they meet those birdmen coming down from heaven.

Otherwise, when the demons wreak havoc on the human world in the future and run into their old angel rivals, before they can even start talking trash, the angel rivals will say, "You guys can't even deal with ordinary humans because of these scum."

That kind of scene was so exciting that the high-level demons felt ashamed just thinking about it and were determined not to let that possibility come true.

"Human, don't be so arrogant!"

"We're not taking action just to follow the rules. Don't be so presumptuous!"

"You have a good soul. I have decided to collect it and hang it in my palace!"

The high-level demons have perfectly simulated the human body. They appear in different forms, tall or short, fat or thin, old or young, male or female, and they rush out directly from the flames of hell.

Their first target was Martin, who was chopping off the heads of the demons frantically. Few demons cared about the shaking Fire Spirit Orb.

The high-level demons did not directly obey Abaddon's power. They just saw the gate to the human world open and subconsciously rushed towards the gate without any hesitation.

As such, they naturally had no way of knowing what the Fire Spirit Pearl was, let alone its importance.

The devil either opened his mouth wide or waved his arms. The sin that erupted from hell turned into the power of the devil, taking on all kinds of strange shapes and smashing directly at Martin.

The devil's power comes from sin, which God has determined at the beginning of creation.

Many demon kings like Lucifer are simply the embodiment of sin.

As a typical modern metropolis, Los Angeles contains countless sins, whether viewed from the perspective of the Ten Commandments or from the perspective of modern law.

Even if the highest form of violence, war, swept across the entire city, it could not make the sins stored in the city disappear directly.

Under the instigation of high-level demons, pride, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony and lust emerged from the city, transforming into various kinds of magical beasts, attacking everywhere, and being omnipresent.

Martin frowned, not paying attention to what was happening on the ground, he transformed into a dozen different clones, waving the magic sword in his hand. Sword light flew out from the sword edge, crisscrossing like an interwoven chessboard, pulling all the demons to his side.

"You guys were so boastful before, weren't you? You all wanted my head, why are you so cowardly now?"

Martin stopped the demons from running to the ground.

You can't believe a word these high-level demons say. Before, these guys looked like they were going to fight Martin to the death, but they turned around and rushed to the ground, trying to pick on the weak.

This was indeed a very good decision. Even if the Archmage was entangled in something as close to a rule as sin, it would be a headache, not to mention that most people on the battlefield had no knowledge of magic.

But the greatest function of the Zhaodan Spring in heaven is to judge criminals, to clearly see their past and future sins, and then to punish them.

So, when these demons met Martin, they really hit a wall.

The divine light swept in all directions, and the sins of the demons turned into specific events. After being stretched, they hung in the air. Then, in the same way that the demons dealt with mortals, they turned into monsters and entangled those demons in turn.

The demons were so surprised when they saw the wounds on their bodies that they were even so shocked that they forgot to fight back.

They were born out of sin; how could they be harmed by sin in turn? This is as absurd as fire extinguishing itself.

What is the origin of this mortal in front of me, and why can he control sin?
Moreover, after his control, sin became strange and seemed to have become something else, something that even the devil did not recognize.

“This is the trial!”

Martin gave the confused demon an answer, which was a final act of mercy.

"God is indeed powerful. I have no way to destroy your origins. But after these judgments are handed down, you will have to wait thousands or tens of thousands of years if you want to be resurrected!"

"For demons, this punishment is a form of death in disguise."

Hell is also very inward-looking. Although humans are constantly creating the sins that demons desire, there are only a few demons who can obtain such sins in the human world.

If you fall behind for just a few days, you may be trampled underfoot by other demons.

If they fall behind by thousands or tens of thousands of years, no matter how advanced these demons are, after successful reincarnation, they can only become nameless little demons, and no one will recognize them anymore.

The hot-tempered demon immediately shouted: "I would rather die than do that."

Before the demon finished speaking, Martin swung his sword and chopped off his head. The demon's internal organs were clearly visible under the divine light. Then he pulled out the sins of the beheaded demon and turned them into swords of sin. He tore the demon's body and soul into pieces and fixed his position in hell.

When it comes to queues, it's extremely difficult to jump forward, but it's a breeze to step back.

The other senior demons looked at what happened to their colleagues and were stunned and at a loss, turning from the brain that was in control of everything into a panicked ant.

The other high-level demons no longer thought about how to take Martin's life, but instead began to find ways to get rid of the sword light entangled around them and tried to return to hell.

These demons thought: I have worked so hard for so many years and finally saved up some wealth, I can't lose it all because of a mortal.

Go back to hell, and go back now.

Whoever wants to take this human city can take it away. I won’t bother you anymore.

Driven by this idea, the high-level demons ran faster than each other, and they all wanted to throw the demons around them to the back to save themselves from trouble.

If you must have a feast, it is better to eat at a friend's table than at your own.

This demon worked hard to climb to this position, it was not easy. Second-generation demons like Mammon can become demon princes without doing anything, and don't have to worry about anyone competing with them for anything, but these ordinary high-level demons can't do this.

They just wanted to return to hell as soon as possible and get through the trouble of being chased behind them. As for what Abaddon's plan would be, they didn't care at all.

Abaddon did not ask for their opinions before taking action, so he certainly would not specifically inform the other party if they were to escape now.

Martin watched these high-level demons return to hell through the flames without stopping them. Instead, after the demons passed through the gates of hell, he used the Sword of Illumination to wipe out the gates made of flames, cutting off the demons' path back to the human world.

After clearing the obstacles in front of him, Martin flew straight towards the Fire Spirit Orb suspended in the air.

The flames are fierce, bringing not only destruction but also vigorous life force.

But no matter whether it is the front or back, the Fire Spirit Pearl exudes tremendous power, repelling outsiders from approaching its body.

Even though Martin had the Zhaodan Divine Sword to protect him and used the Shushan magic technique created specifically for Lingzhu, he still made slow progress in the face of the flames.

What was even more terrible was that when he was fighting the flames, a locust flew in from nowhere, landed on his shoulder, and bit him with a big bite.

Martin's body was covered with auspicious clouds transformed from the spiritual power of the spirit pearl, and he was protected by the Tiangang fighting spirit, but the locust still suddenly appeared beside him.

The armor formed by the Tiangang fighting energy was as fragile as white paper under the locust's mouth and was torn into pieces easily. The Taoist robe he was wearing did not provide any protection at all.

"hiss--"

Martin felt a slight pain coming from his shoulder, as if something was taken away from his body and something was injected into his body.

He frowned, and sword energy burst out of his body, not only tearing the locusts on his shoulder into pieces, but also expelling the epidemic energy that the locusts had injected into his body.

Locusts, as one of the most common and most threatening pests and diseases, not only symbolize famine, but also catastrophic diseases.

Abaddon is coming!
Martin stopped approaching the Fire Spirit Pearl.

He watched as more locusts flew out from the locust powder that he had torn into pieces, and soon it turned into a dark cloud of insects that pounced towards him.

He could even see the insects' mouthparts opening and closing, and a chill ran down his spine.

Martin had no doubt about the power of the locusts released by Abaddon.

Once these bugs get close, they will eat up all of your flesh and blood, leaving only a bare white skeleton.

So, he took the lead in launching an attack, and the sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling white light, directly cutting off the past and future of these insects.

Some bugs that escaped from hell are far less complicated than human beings' past and future.

Martin also became ruthless. Abaddon releasing the locusts meant that he would intervene in the battle, and the final decisive battle was about to come.

At this point, there is no need to hide any weakness anymore. You should pull out all your cards and give the enemy the most ferocious blow.

The Sword of Illumination sensed the determination of the sword holder and burst out with unprecedented light. The light was so strong that it almost covered all other colors.

The locusts released by Abaddon, under the light of the Sword of Illumination, illuminated the past and the future.

There is little information available, and these bugs are just tools, they act on orders and have no ability to perform miracles.

In the dazzling light of the Zhaodan Divine Sword, the ferocious locust cloud began to become transparent, and their bodies disappeared bit by bit, as if they had never appeared.

Then, the light that could illuminate the past and the future began to look for the source of the locusts, directly illuminating the void in the magical sense, grabbing an extremely fragile silk thread, climbing over, and looking for each other.

Martin didn't know Abaddon's true strength, and didn't know if the other party was hiding anything, so he didn't focus all his attention on Abaddon.

"You are such a stubborn bead!"

He looked at the Fire Spirit Orb that was slowly spinning and steadily releasing flames and tremendous vitality, and said through gritted teeth, "Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Choking!

Martin raised the Zhaodan Divine Sword in his hand, and a majestic sword energy emerged from his body, rolling and spreading like a sea of clouds, and finally rushed into the Zhaodan Divine Sword, making the power of the sword even greater.

But Martin did not swing the sword. Instead, he used the sword as a baseball bat, clenched his hands, and swung it directly at the slowly rotating Fire Spirit Orb.

Boom, boom, boom
The Fire Spirit Pearl seemed to have sensed that something was approaching it, and it spewed out flames at an even faster speed, forming a sea of fire that occupied half of the sky, burning so fiercely that it turned the sky red.

Ding!
The clear sound echoed throughout the sky of Los Angeles. Everyone looked up and saw the bright sword being held in someone's hand.

Then, countless locusts rushed towards the earth from the sky. It was so dark that it seemed like the night sky was falling towards the earth, pressing down on people's heads. They couldn't breathe, and they were filled with fear and even wanted to retreat.

Boom!

Thunder exploded on the ground, and thousands of bright lightning bolts were like spears cast by gods, piercing through the fierce locust cloud.

"Bah! You can't do these disgusting things in front of me!"

Rachel rushed out first. She spread her magic wings, with thunder beads surrounding her, and shouted loudly to the people in the sky.

Under Rachel's control, the Thunder Spear that fell from the sky spread out dense roots, spreading in the air, piercing through the locusts one by one and preventing them from approaching the ground.

Immediately, strong winds and heavy rain blew down from the sky, sweeping away everything and making the locust army fall into disarray.

"Do you have any other means?"

Martin looked at Abaddon standing in front of him and was not surprised by the other's overly normal appearance and clothes.

The demon kings are like this, each of them looks like a human being, completely different from the lower-level little demons.

Abaddon had a smile on his face, but he was not as relaxed as he appeared. The light from the Sword of Illumination shone through one of his hands, trying to erase the existence of that hand.

"I have only one thing to say."

Abaddon looked at the troublesome Martin and didn't notice anything wrong.

He said in a deep voice: "Los Angeles is already mine, and no one can change that!"

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