"Whoosh!" At this mont, the Wings of Freedom of Huang Yi’s clone flapped slightly, transforming his body into a rapid phantom, rushing towards Crippled Eye.
The Wrath of the Godslayer cut through the air, emitting a sharp piercing sound. Every groove on the axe glowed with dazzling Divine Artifact red light, and the dragon head carved at the tip of the axe handle blinked quickly, containing a terrifying power.
This clone can only last for one minute, and every second is incredibly precious!
Crippled Eye let out a soft chuckle and also flapped his own black flesh wings, blinking to the back of Huang Yi’s clone!
With a wave of his monk’s robe, a black mass of demonic qi was instantly shot out!
This mass of demonic qi is very strange, revealing a face twisted in agony, mouth wide open, emitting a sharp wailing, almost instantly biting onto the back of Huang Yi’s clone.
But the next mont, that mass of demonic qi dissipated directly, without causing a bit of damage!
Huang Yi’s clone also possesses the Nefalem’s Bloodline talent, allowing complete immunity to demonic damage, the true nesis of the Demon Clan!
"Hmm? Interesting!" Crippled Eye retracted his previous disdainful expression, flicked his hand, and took out a dagger, seriously starting to battle Huang Yi’s clone.
Both of them had wings, greatly increasing their speed, exchanging blows rapidly in the air, forming phantoms that were dizzying to behold.
The dust from the ruins rose, making the sky appear hazy and gradually obscuring their figures, only revealing two shadows clashing continuously and then quickly splitting apart.
Amidst the ruins, the young boy clenched the broken sword in his hand, raising his head to look expectantly at Huang Yi’s clone, seemingly placing all his hope on it.
Behind a broken wall, Huang Yi’s body observed for a while, discovering that the clone summoned by the young boy had roughly 70% of his body’s attributes, far less agile in combat, frequently getting hit by Crippled Eye, and lacking certain special talents and skills.
Crippled Eye’s strength is approximately at the Senior Heavenly Domain Level, similar to Huang Yi’s level, and is an incredibly powerful expert in the Central Continent full of strong individuals. His strength originally surpassed that of the clone, but his strongest demonic ans were exempted, making it very hard to cause harm to the clone even if attacked, gradually falling to the disadvantage.
If Crippled Eye were not from the Demon Clan but a normal advanced Heavenly Domain Expert, then Huang Yi’s clone would definitely not stand a chance!
"Boom!" At this mont, one shadow with four pairs of Wings of the Demonic God fiercely struck another bald-headed shadow with an axe!
The bald-headed shadow spat out a mouthful of black blood, his body flew backward, crashing heavily into the ruins, dragging out a long trajectory and splashing stone fragnts.
Crippled Eye was defeated!
"Damn it! Just a replica of the God of Slaughter, and it completely ignores my demonic powers!" Crippled Eye stood up from the ruins with difficulty, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, choosing to ignore Huang Yi’s clone and rushed swiftly towards the young boy.
Huang Yi’s clone flapped the Wings of Freedom again, appearing before the young boy in a blink, gripping the Wrath of the Godslayer, and slashed backwards!
"Boom!" The next mont, Crippled Eye was once again struck by Huang Yi’s clone, crashing onto a wooden chair in the ruins, shattering it into pieces of wood.
Huang Yi’s clone showed no expression, revealing sharp eyes beneath the flowing hair, void of any emotion, yet assuring.
It was like a wall, firmly protecting the believers behind him.
"I knew it, the God of Slaughter never disappoints !" At this mont, the young boy’s dirty face showed an excited smile, raising his little head, gazing worshipfully at the clone in front.
In that instant, Huang Yi’s body seed to sense that the young boy’s gaze penetrated the hazy dust, staring directly at him.
Montarily, Huang Yi felt an illusion as if such gazes ca from every direction in the world!
In every corner of the world, countless believers of the Heroism Religion face danger every day, summoning the God of Slaughter Replica in monts of despair. At this mont, maybe thousands of God of Slaughter replicas are heroically battling various enemies across the world, protecting the Heroism Religion’s believers behind them.
Perhaps, many players who haven’t joined the Heroism Religion also anticipate his performance. He is the representative figure of the world’s ten billion strongest players, and whether the world can resist the Seven Archdemons depends on his performance!
What an overwhelming trust this is!
"If that’s the case, let show you the true power of the Pain Acolyte!" At this mont, Crippled Eye stood up again from the ruins!
He no longer attempted to breach the defense of Huang Yi’s Replica, but instead, with a solemn expression, he plunged the dagger in his hand into his own chest!
"Puff!" The dagger pierced straight through his chest, black demonic blood splattering out, soaking his monk’s robe and gradually gathering towards the black flesh wings behind him.
Crippled Eye’s body trembled, his face twisted, displaying a look of pain, then transford into a smile as if he was imnsely comfortable, enjoying it. The blood-red patterns on his bald head began to shine with a crazed red light, scattering through the hazy dust, appearing from afar like a bright red beacon.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!" Crippled Eye repeatedly stabbed the dagger into his own body, madly self-harming, with demonic blood continually spurting out like a ruptured water pipe.
So of the demonic blood scattered on the surrounding ruins, corroding everything, whether brick or wood, all lted by the demonic blood, turning into a black fluid like a black swamp.
"Taking pain as faith, then death is heaven, the wounds I suffer will transform into immortal power... infuse into my wings." As Crippled Eye self-hard, he chanted an evil incantation, his voice trembling slightly, intertwining pain with comfort, weaving into a bizarre lody.
The blood flowing out enveloped the entire pair of wings on his back, forming a pair of eerie blood wings, whose mighty power could be felt even from a great distance.
Just then, the Replica seed to sense a threat and rushed fiercely towards Crippled Eye, the Wrath of the Godslayer in his hand slashing a dazzling golden light, crashing hard onto his head, intending to interrupt this skill!
"Clang!" The next mont, a grand bell sound rang from Crippled Eye’s head, as if struck on a temple’s golden bell, while blood-red sound waves rippled through the air.
Crippled Eye’s head remained unscathed, whereas the red sound waves repelled Huang Yi’s Replica, sending it flying out!
"Next, I will show you what true pain is!" Crippled Eye laughed evilly, flapping the black blood wings behind him, sweeping fiercely towards the Replica sent flying!
Imdiately, the Replica was enveloped by those flesh wings, lifted into the air as though a person had been choked and lifted.
The Replica struggled incessantly, trying to regain freedom, but the power of Crippled Eye’s wings seed unbeatable, completely trapping the Replica.
As Crippled Eye laughed evilly, he gathered the power of the wings, compressing the Replica fiercely towards the center! The blood on the wings also perated into the body of the Replica.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!" Instantly, the sound of bones being crushed emanated from the Replica’s body, its head congesting with blood, its eyes blood-red, seemingly on the verge of bursting, devoid of any strength to fight back.
A little boy nearby turned pale with fear, clenching his small fists tightly, gazing nervously at Huang Yi’s Replica.
Even Huang Yi himself, behind the broken wall, clearly felt the formidable power of Crippled Eye’s wings, deed invincible; even if he personally intervened, it would be hard to handle.
"Boom!" Finally, the Replica could no longer withstand the crushing force, exploding and disintegrating into a cascade of flesh and blood.
Once the flesh and blood fell to the ground, they quickly dissolved, as if they had never existed.
It was rely a Replica, not Huang Yi’s real flesh and blood.
Crippled Eye nodded in satisfaction, slowly turning his body, his hollow eyes fixated directly on the little boy among the ruins, smiling slightly, "The God of Slaughter’s Replica has already been crushed by . So, how does it feel to taste pain?"
The little boy’s body trembled, his face filled with despair, tears welled in his eyes, as his frail body retreated helplessly, and the broken sword clutched in his hand trembled.
"Since you’ve crushed my Replica, let try it personally!" At that mont, Huang Yi finally erged from behind the broken wall.
With each step he took, a strong aura radiated, forming ripples that blew away the surrounding dust.
In an instant, both the little boy and Crippled Eye sharply turned their heads, their faces shocked simultaneously!
The Replica had just been killed, and now a God of Slaughter appeared again, identical!
"You are... the true God of Slaughter!" Crippled Eye sensed the extrely powerful aura emanating from Huang Yi, imdiately confirming his identity, his hollow eyes glaring round.
As Huang Yi walked, he took out the real Wrath of the Godslayer from his storage ring, turning to the stunned little boy with a slight smile, nodding, "Yes, this little boy is a believer of the Heroism Religion, I must protect him."
Crippled Eye quickly recovered, his expression turning calm again, tightly gripping the dagger in his hand, sneering, "You can’t protect anyone, you’re already a dead man! The Seven Archdemons are on their way, by then, the entire Second World will be buried with you! Well then, let kill you first, saving the Seven Archdemons the trouble of doing it themselves!"
With that, he flapped those nearly invincible blood wings, charging towards Huang Yi.
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