Different World: The Devil's Coming

A magic sword appeared in his hand, which was transformed by Qianbian, and it was the same as the one his father Molang had. After all, Mo Fan had seen it. Although it was fake, in the eyes of the troll, it was the magic sword that truly belonged to the Demon King, so it became real.

Mo Fan approached the troll and started fighting, while silently calculating the gap between the two sides.

The stick and the magic sword clashed, the troll chased Mo Fan and attacked him violently, while Mo Fan just used the magic sword to test him.

"He's better in both strength and defense, but not as fast as me. It seems he understands that his speed is his weakness and he can't be stronger than the Demon King. He knows nothing about magic, but it's impossible to defeat him with magic... And the most important point is that this is his dream. How can I make him think he will lose?"

Mo Fan pulled away. The troll roared not far away, as if to tell Mo Fan that he could only run away. Mo Fan calmed down and suppressed the impulsiveness and irritability brought by the violent magic. The most important thing now was to survive.

In order to make the troll admit defeat in his dream, he must feel from the bottom of his heart that it is impossible to win. Then the answer is: fear.

As long as he could make the troll feel fear, a fear that he could not escape no matter what, Mo Fan would have a chance to defeat him. If he used a sword... Devil May Cry!

This is a profession in the game. Mo Fan has played the game and knows the skills, but he can't use them. But this is a dream, and the troll's sesame-sized head hasn't realized this yet, so Mo Fan can do some imaginary actions.

Black mist rose from the magic sword, and rich dark elements spread on the sword's edge. Mo Fan did not flee, but chose to fight head-on. Ghosts and phantoms appeared behind him, bringing great psychological pressure to the troll. But the violent troll was able to overcome these fears and turn them into more powerful strength.

The two fought again, but this time, the offense and defense were different. Mo Fan had not yet broken through level 30, so he could not understand the fighting methods of higher levels, but Mo Fan knew the domain. And in Devil May Cry's skills, there were formations composed of ghosts and gods one after another, and the combined effect should be no weaker than the domain.

"Kazan, Keja, Pulmon, Saya, Rakshasa"

Mo Fan called out the names of the ghosts and gods one by one, and their shadows burst out with their own power.

Five huge formations spread out with five ghosts and gods as the center. The power of the ghosts and gods slowly descended upon Mo Fan and the troll, making the battle even more intense.

Kazan's power surrounds Mofan's magic sword, making Mofan's power even stronger. Kaija surrounds Mofan, blocking the troll's attacks for him and redirecting the powerful attacks. Pulimon's power attaches to the troll, allowing Mofan's magic attacks to penetrate the troll's skin. The negative effects of dark magic also cause the troll's condition to decline.

Saya's power was released in the formation. A biting cold wind blew, and the troll's movements slowed down a lot. He was frozen from time to time. Even if he could break free quickly, this moment was enough for Mo Fan to hit him hard.

The troll was completely furious, and a heavy force descended from the sky, pressing down on Mo Fan. It was the domain. Sure enough, this troll also knew the domain, otherwise how could he dare to challenge the Demon King.

Mo Fan was not surprised when the power of the last demon descended on the troll. It was the Plague Rakshasa. The troll's attack power became weaker. Not only that, the troll's defense and speed also decreased a lot. Mo Fan could even feel a force eroding the troll, making him weaker.

But the troll still did not give in, and fought with Mo Fan tenaciously, and it seemed to be getting braver as the battle went on. Mo Fan used the skills in the game to consume the troll.

"Moonlight Slash, Ghost Whip, Three-Section Slash, Death Tombstone..."

Mo Fan recited the names of the moves in his mind and used them in his hands. Judging from the injuries alone, the troll was already at the end of his strength. The two wounds on his chest almost cut him in half, and the wounds on his back were countless. Not to mention the arms holding the big stick and the legs that moved slowly.

But even such a troll was still fighting, which gave Mo Fan a headache. Logically, he had already won. Anyone with a bit of brains would feel the fear under the double pressure of strength and bloodline. But the raging troll was just like the red-eyed monster in the game, it didn't care about that at all and kept rushing towards Mo Fan.

In desperation, Mo Fan could only use the Seventh Ghost God.

"Carlo of the Dark Flame, the Seventh Demon God: Bharash of the Evil God"

Before summoning the seventh ghost god, Mo Fan summoned the sixth ghost god Carlo, because the more ghost gods present, the stronger the power of Brashu will be.

The swamp of Brashu begins to expand when Brashu is summoned, and the trolls in the swamp have reduced movement speed and hit rate. At the same time, six ghosts wail and drown in the swamp, contributing to the appearance of Brashu.

A huge pressure appeared in the swamp, and even the violent trolls stopped and began to tremble in fear.

What can make a sane troll feel terrified is not only the powerful strength of Brashu, but also the origin of Brashu.

The source of Brahma is the negative, pessimistic and dark heart of human beings. He is a demon that embodies all the evil, anger, resentment, revenge and arrogance of human beings and aims to destroy everything.

The powerful force made the trolls instinctively afraid, and the negative emotions caused the trolls' state to fall into a trough again.

The troll wanted to escape. He stretched out his legs to get away from here. The terrible Laxu swamp sucked him in tightly. He couldn't break free, let alone escape. The troll threw out a huge stick and smashed it hard at Mo Fan. This is the skill of the Demon King. As long as the Demon King dies, then I can live.

But now in the troll's heart, he had already lost. In his own opinion, this attack could not defeat Mo Fan. Mo Fan raised the magic sword, gathered strength, and chopped the flying giant stick in half with a soul-devouring ghost slash.

The troll roared, his feet sucked into the swamp and unable to move, he struggled desperately with his hands but couldn't escape. He could only feel the breath in the swamp getting stronger and stronger, suffocating him more and more.

Finally, the swamp of Brashu stopped expanding, which also meant that Brashu had arrived.

A huge head appeared from the swamp. It looked like a demon dragon. It opened its mouth and bit the terrified troll fiercely. Then, it slowly sank into the swamp, and the huge pressure disappeared with its departure.

The swamp receded, and Mo Fan collapsed to the ground. The troll had been eaten, and judging from the gradually collapsing dream, the troll should be dead. Thinking back to the horror of Brashu just now, Mo Fan couldn't help but shudder. He didn't know how big Brashu was. The swamp that covered nearly half of the city was only big enough for him to show his head.

But it might be due to the gaming skills in the previous life. After all, the game did not show the full appearance of Brash, so Mo Fan could not imagine what he looked like.

"But anyway, this dream is over."

The world in the distance gradually dissipated, and white light spread from afar until it covered Mo Fan.