Hell's Code of Conduct

arm, but the momentum has long been completely different from before.He kicked away the demon's attacking fist, as easily as a ball of cotton oncoming.The fallen man lowered the corners of his mouth to hold the sword with both hands, and the whole person calmed down. His posture seemed to be holding an indestructible sharp blade, and he swung the sword very quickly——

The audience erupted in an uproar and then fell silent. The severed demon head hit his own shoulder and rolled to the ground. A column of several meters of blood burst out bright red like a fountain. The executioner stood full of anger in the blood rain, It took more than a minute for this huge body to fall to the ground.

At the same time, around the executioner, crisp glass shattering sounded in chains, and a circle of strange sound waves burst out around the entire execution platform.Karl knew it was the sound of the engraving failing. He didn't have time to think about why the executioner chopped off the head as hard as a steel plate with a blunt sword. He saw Corian stretching out his hand and casting a spell, aiming directly at the executioner's back.

And amidst the audience's renewed excitement and overwhelming shouts, the executioner seemed to have eyes behind his back, turned his body sideways and pressed his hands to the back of his neck, and glanced over.

There was a bang in Carl's head, and he couldn't help taking a step back.The executioner was indeed looking at them, as if he had already controlled all the movements in the stands, which should be impossible.

Karl looked at Corinne for help, the latter was sullen, still reciting spells silently with his arms raised.At this time, the executioner had completely turned to face them, and after such a distance, Karl could read what the other party said from his mouth:

"Knowing that I have a bad temper, I came to seek death."

The executioner's face was filled with tyrannical and cold anger, and death was reflected in his eyes.

——This is, this is the fallen among the fallen...

A chill rose from Karl's feet, and he couldn't control his body and wanted to turn his head to escape immediately, but the invisible pressure nailed his feet in place and couldn't move.

He had no doubt that he would be killed.

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Your friends, who are not happy to see anyone, bad temper, bulldog out of the cage, and grumpy brother are online.

Both deputy CPs have finally appeared...

27. In hell, there is a fallen person whose name is Black Death

Even the spectators who were bewildered by the strange movement just now knew that the executioner was no longer a prisoner in the cage at the moment when the executioner stepped onto the stand with his sword in his hand.

"He's here!"

They changed from spectators watching the fight to prey themselves. The blond degenerate seemed to have unsheathed the blade, leaving a field of corpses wherever they passed. The crowd seemed to be separated by an invisible force, and they rushed to make way for the executioner.Almost his whole body was soaked in the blood of demons, with scars and wisps of smoke, he threw away everyone who stood in his way and walked straight towards Corleen and Karl.

Corrien had only one thought, that the executioner must not be allowed to leave here.

When the executioner stepped up another step, a fiercely burning ring of fire rose from under his feet, and at the same time, several shadow thorns pointed at the back of his head.He stopped his unstoppable pace, looked down mockingly at the flames surrounding him, and put one hand in his pocket.

Carl thought that the other party was finally afraid, and his tense body collapsed and almost fell on the seat.But immediately the breath he was trying to breathe suddenly froze again. The executioner's hand in his trouser pocket didn't mean he would submit obediently, but he took out a pack of deflated cigarettes from his pocket, lit it with the tongue of the fire ring, and held it in his mouth. in the mouth.

Even amidst the obvious disadvantages, the blond degenerate has a tyrannical aura.He asked, "Collian, are you going to stop me?"

Corian didn't dare to take it lightly at all, he drew another circle in the void, and a ring-shaped light cord wrapped around the opponent's defenseless neck. "Grey, have you forgotten your promise to His Majesty?"

"Norlin is just your Majesty. And my promise is to kill ten thousand demons here." The executioner's voice became a little hoarse because of the light cord around his neck, "The one who died just now is the ten thousandth lucky demon, and I should go do something else."

Corian's face darkened, "No! You must stay here."

The fallen man in front of him was very dangerous, and Corrien couldn't let him take a step here no matter what.He shook out his staff with his right hand and knocked it to the ground, a purple halo turned into a bird with wings and flew towards the sky.Karl on the side recognized the spell and knew that Corian was asking for help from other magic generals.

The executioner also saw the purple rune bird, licking his trousers with its tongue of fire, but he didn't seem to feel the heat, so he raised the corners of his mouth leisurely: "Aren't you going to kill me, a rare opportunity."

Corian's expression relaxed, revealing a hateful and weird look. "Your Majesty's order is to keep you alive as much as possible. And I have no grudge against you."

"Really." The executioner said sarcastically, "I thought that all the human beings in hell should have a little hatred against me. It's a pity that you don't kill me." After that, he stamped out the cigarette and took a step sideways , as if it was about to attack.

Corian's staff hit the ground again, "Stop acting rashly!"

The shadow thorn moved forward another half an inch, the next time it would be able to penetrate directly into the executioner's head, the light cord around the neck was also tightened immediately, and the sound of teeth grinding against bones could be heard.But the other party still took another step forward provocatively, his brows were raised, and he didn't take anyone seriously at all.

He's crazy!Carl had to think this way, which guy with a clear mind would dare to approach when he was locked by three spells?

Seeing that the other party had no intention of submitting, Corian's face was dark, and finally made the judgment to kill the fallen man in front of him on the spot, and manipulated the shadow thorn to stab the executioner.

Predicting his movement, in the blink of an eye the executioner lowered his body and dodged forward like an erupting cheetah. The shadow thorn barely brushed his hair and cheek and pulled a long and narrow wound.He took this opportunity to touch his own neck, broke the tight light cord with something hidden in the palm of his hand, and coughed heavily after regaining air.

Carl saw that the shiny little thing was actually half a fingernail of the demon just now, with a natural ability to break magic.

"Oh, you don't move when you are told to do it." Half of the executioner's face was covered in blood, and there was almost no clean place on his body. He stuck his sword into the burning flames.An astonishing thing happened. After the blade was quenched, layers of rust peeled off, and the original sharpness of the sharp blade was revealed. The complex dark lines appeared on the spine of the sword and then disappeared quietly. When the executioner picked it up again and swept away the When the fire was lit, what appeared in everyone's eyes was a magnificent sword.

Corian turned pale with fright, and said in disbelief after seeing the shape of the magic sword: "This is impossible... your sword should have already..."

"Forged by Theresia?" The blond fallen man smiled contemptuously. "There are so many things you don't know."

The executioner slashed at Corian with his sword, and the latter raised his hand to set up the mana shield. There was a loud bang, and the shield couldn't resist the force at all. Corian coughed up blood, and his whole body flew instantly. out.

Carl on the side lost his voice, "Lord Corin!"

The unsightly mana shield disappeared, and the executioner wiped off the blood from his lips, stood up and said coldly, "I hate mages the most. I usually know how to hide behind and throw missiles. There are more spells to save life than to fight. "

Corian was caught by the levitation technique. He coughed wildly, supported his swaying body with his staff, and said with difficulty through his teeth: "Grey! Even if you can defeat me and escape, you are by no means a match for the two majesties. Just grab it!"

The executioner narrowed his eyes in displeasure, "You should worry about yourself first, can your accomplice come to support you before you run out of magic power?"

Corian stared at the executioner angrily. He had a teleportation rune hidden in his hand and could easily leave the battlefield. As for the attendant boy, he didn't plan to care about it from the beginning to the end. It would be better to fend for himself.Although it is difficult to explain to the Lord of Hell by retreating like this, he used magic to detonate the entire execution platform as soon as he left. Even if the executioner did not die, he would be seriously injured.

He made a decision in an instant, crushed the rune in his palm, and the teleportation circle appeared from under his feet. At the same time, he waved his staff, and shot a thunder net in the void to pounce on the executioner, blocking his approaching steps.

Corian said harshly: "Goodbye, Executioner, no, Black Death!"

But there was a voice in his ear that shouldn't appear beside him.

"See you again, let you go."

Corian froze on the spot, the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen in his body instantly, a white light flashed, his palm holding the teleportation rune left his body completely, the supply of magic power was cut off instantly, and the magic circle disappeared under his feet.

Corian fell to his knees and yelled at the top of his lungs. The person in front of him had dried blood on his trousers and was looking down at him like he was looking at a dead object.

"You, why are you...!" Corian was out of breath due to the pain, and his throat roared, "Monster, Black Death, a monster that deserves to be hacked!"

Instead, the executioner laughed out loud, licked his lips viciously, and said, "This is the normal reaction to me, hahaha." He lowered his sword and grabbed Corian's neck with one hand to lift him off the ground. Lifting it up is as easy as picking up a dying lamb.

"If Teresia or Nolin were here, they would never get close to me easily, nor would they give up the best chance to kill me just now. You are too close to me, mage."

The blond degenerate said that he didn't want to hear the other party's answer, he tightened his fingers, listened to the sound of Corian's neck bones breaking piece by piece, and said with a sneer: "The light cord just now made me very uncomfortable. "

The executioner was tall. After lifting Corinne up, his legs kicked half a meter off the ground in vain. His only remaining hand waved in the air, and he could only make a dying sound. No matter the spell at this moment Still, the runes were gone from his mind, and the only thing left was the evaluation of the executioner by the Southern Sovereign: that man was a lunatic who valued pennies and pennies.

In the end, the consciousness faded away, and Corrien finally heard the cold voice of the other party. "Don't be so arrogant in the next life, no, there will be no next life for the fallen."

Karl fell down on the ground of the ruins, staring wide-eyed as the executioner snapped off Corin's neck bone with his hands.He was shaking, his legs were so soft that he didn't even have the strength to escape.He saw the executioner throwing Corin away and walking towards him with a big sword in his hand.

I will be next, and I will die!Carl struggled desperately and crawled a few steps away from the blond fallen man, when he heard a suppressed angry voice from behind, "Hello."

Carl hugged his head in his hands and curled up into a ball.

But the executioner didn't raise the knife to harvest the life of the attendant, but asked, "Where is my armor?"

Karl let out a weak exclamation, and turned his head while keeping his head in his hands, "You, your armor...?"

His rusty brain didn't understand what the other person was asking him, and it took him a while to search for a message deep in his memory, "In, in..."

The executioner stared at him incredulously, "Where is it?"

"In the Black Crystal Palace! The showroom! The 500th anniversary of the completion of the palace was sent to the Black Crystal Palace as a congratulatory gift, your armor!" Carl said incoherently.

"Black Crystal Palace..."

"Now the Black Crystal Palace is holding the meeting of the Four Kings, you, are you going..." Karl asked tremblingly.

Instead of answering, he asked, "How did you die."

Carl was stunned, his face turned pale and he said, "The Black Death destroyed my hometown..."

The executioner laughed, "So you have a grudge against me. Well, anyway, if you want to get revenge, you can go up anytime, I don't need to queue here."

He got the answer he wanted, put the big sword behind his back, put his hands in his pockets, and left.

The executioner of the blood sand, the Black Death Demon Gray hummed a song, with a mocking expression——

"King of the Quartet, Black Beast."

"Ferris!"

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