$115 Satan's Own Little Piece of Hell

"Tsk!"

Burkeso expressionlessly increased the strength of his hands, and a crisp sound came from Satan's cervical vertebrae.

"Who is he!"

Angel Manny didn't even care about his kidneys that fell on the ground, and opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to drink the northwest wind to fill his stomach.

"The Lord of Hell will not die easily."

Gabriel finally regained some willpower and climbed up from the ground with difficulty. A pair of beautiful eyes revealed calmness.

After feeling that his power was plundered by his own kind, it has realized that it is not a qualified behind-the-scenes mastermind.

It is just an unlucky angel who has embarked on a wrong path under the influence.

Although it is far from being Satan's opponent, it still has some understanding of the ability of this Lord of Hell.

"Dear Gabriel, are you awake? I want to ask if I can still go to heaven after I give birth to Satan's child?"

Constantine walked to Gabriel with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, swaying and looking into his eyes.

"Your soul will not be able to find peace in the end."

Gabriel looked at the wings behind him and said with some seriousness.

Mammon was still hanging on Bulkatho's hand, but it felt something was wrong.

Even Balza could survive with only his head, so how could his father die from such an injury as a broken neck?

Besides, he had not yet felt the transfer of the authority of hell from his father.

"The Lord of Hell is the embodiment of hell. If you like my neck, then you can vent your anger."

Satan's voice came from his soft body, and then the slightly fat figure like a lawyer began to expand a chaotic ball of light.

This power was different from the black light he had used to try to break free before, which even Matthew could feel.

Rumlow and Luke turned around and prepared to rush in to fight.

The advent of Mammon was not completely without benefits for him. At least the rules of hell could penetrate the human world with the help of Mammon who was born in the human world.

The great barrier built by Agamotto is an external defense effect, and at most it can have a warning effect internally.

Satan's body swelled into a ball of black mist, covering Mammon and Bul-Kathos together.

The domain of the Lord of Hell has unfolded!

At that time, Nightmare could use his dream dimension to fight Andakurgas, so how could Satan not have similar moves?

Satan, or call it Lucifer the Fallen Prince.

He has an independent dimension of hell.

This dimension has all the rules that hell should have, but it is far inferior to hell itself in quality and quantity.

But it doesn't matter.

Because of this omnipotence, he ascended to the seat of the Lord of Hell, without any shortcomings or strengths.

But if you want to defeat this guy, you must be completely stronger than him.

"Idiot."

Ancient One let go of Manny and cursed softly.

Showing his own dimension in front of Bul-Kathos means that this guy will show the source of his power to Bul-Kathos.

Ancient One still remembers Dormammu's horror when he felt the dark dimension being erased.

Shrouded by this hell, Bul-Kathos, dragging Mammon and a corpse from Satan in his hands, seemed to be a little interested.

The last time he saw this independent dimension, he found a sandbag that was not satisfactory but satisfactory.

Now Bul-Kathos can feel some excitement of fighting again.

In another dimension, he can release power without being careful.

Because no matter what kind of power it is, it will not act on the outside world until this dimension is completely broken.

"Xia!"

The war cry was released without reservation. After a burst of bangs, the air wave like a shock wave pushed around with Bul-Kathos as the center.

The secret realm of the barbarians is fundamentally not much different from these different dimensions.

The rules of the dark world were also integrated into the body of the Nephalem little by little when those who represented the rules themselves died.

The secret realm is the dimensional fragments formed by these rules.

Every demon has a little bit of hell authority. The dead demons have become the power of the Nephalem, and also constitute the countless secret realms.

Here, the reason why these demons are weak is probably because they have not obtained even a little bit of hell authority.

Or maybe the upper limit of this hell is not strong enough, and only a few beings can enjoy this power.

And now, a piece of hell is presented in front of Bul-Kathos.

He wants to teach Satan, this fool, a lesson, and let it know what it is facing!

Mammon was held in Bul-Kathos's hand, and this guy was unexpectedly well-behaved.

But as the mastermind who took the life of a noble man, Bul-Kathos would not forget his sins just because of his temporary peace.

I saw a full set of armor on Bul-Kathos' body began to emerge. There were not many patterns on the surface of the armor, but only a sense of power like the wilderness.

A giant warhammer with a crystal clear hammer head emerged on the side of the waist, a giant soldier with the breath of judgment and justice!

Hammer of Judgment!

The weapon belongs to Tyrael, the embodiment of justice! It symbolizes the authority of justice that belongs to judgment!

"Ong!"

Bul-Kathos put his hands together in front of him, and a huge hammer shadow that was as big as a small house gradually solidified into a physical image. The rough patterns on the hammer were clearly visible.

The moment the giant hammer appeared, a huge and distant sound rang out, just like the sound of the big bell that once existed on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath being struck.

The air in this hell, which was full of sulfur smell, was turbulent under this power.

And Mammon was firmly attached to the handle of the Hammer of Judgment by Bul-Kathos, and became a part of the handle.

The moment it touched the Hammer of Judgment, the huge and positive force wore away his will, and Mammon could only passively experience the power of Bul-Kathos.

"Feel, unparalleled power!"

The giant hammer fell heavily, as if even the space was split open.

Rumlow and others who began to study angels outside turned their heads and looked at the place where Bul-Kathos disappeared. The waves of tremors like water waves made them understand something.

The essence of the power of the Nephalem is the chaos of the unity of the rules of angels and demons in the dark world!

There are no limits and no end in sight.

At this time, the trace amount of Nephalem blood in the bodies of Rumlow and the other two began to expand, and their physical fitness increased sharply by more than 30%.

The moment the huge hammer of ancestors in Bul-Kathos's hand fell to the ground, Mammon's body was completely destroyed.

And the hell authority it inherited was also destroyed!

Now Satan has found what he wanted, but as a price.

This piece of hell that belongs to him alone is like a fragile porcelain, shattered piece by piece.