Chapter 900: Fight to the Death

At both ends of the double spiral ladder, the duelists were already in position, waiting for the piercing whistle to sound, and they would roar and rush towards each other, swinging their swords and fighting until death.

"Can you feel it?"

Listening to the familiar voice, Blogo nodded gently, his eyes fixed on the abomination under the ladder.

"I feel it, he has the same temperament as the devil."

Blogo looked up at Idel who came in from the gap. At this time, he had completely lost his original human posture, and his body was covered with layers of strange flesh and blood tissue. The outermost layer of flesh and blood began to harden until it became a layer of bone armor as strong as steel.

The edges and corners protruded high, and the lines stretched like flowing clouds. Scarlet flesh and blood could be seen slowly wriggling in the gaps of the pale bone armor. With his every move, thick blood-colored steam was released from his body. Countless tiny flesh and blood particles seemed to float in the gas. They fell on the surface of the material and multiplied rapidly, and soon laid out layers of thick flesh blankets.

Just like the flesh plague that Blogo had seen, the eternal decay land that was listed as a supernatural disaster, the terrifying corrosive force brought by the flesh easily penetrated the crystal ground under his feet, and they became bumpy, and the flesh covering it extended countless dark, spider-web-like veins.

Idel stepped forward, and the flesh carpet moved forward with him. He was like the embodiment of supernatural disasters, adhering to Beelzebub's will, coming here to kill the enemy.

"Is this the price of carrying the power of the devil?"

Blogo murmured to himself. He could feel that Idel still had some rationality, but this rationality was just a candle in the wind.

Now Idel was completely distorted and changed by the forbidden power. The etheric reaction he presented was still a third-stage bearer of power, but in addition to this power, it also added a lot of evil and crazy feelings.

It seemed that the power was independent of Idel.

Idel raised his head with difficulty. He seemed to be looking at Blogo. His completely alienated mouth opened. He tried to say something, but all he could make was a whimpering howl and the slight wind sound of his forked tongue in the air.

"Did you see anything in his throat?"

Blogo suddenly asked Amy. Amy obviously would not pay attention to such things at this time. She asked back, "What's wrong?"

"There seems to be something in his throat."

As soon as Blogo finished speaking, Idel's wailing suddenly became harsh and fierce, like the sound of a gong.

His twisted body arched up, and then bounced up like a cannonball. Idel rushed straight towards Blogo, his arms extended sharp bone claws, quickly cutting through the air and making a series of whistles.

Blogo did not attack rashly. It was the first time he faced an enemy with the power of the devil. As the disputes between the devils intensified, more and more twisted things would surface one by one. Blogo regarded this battle as a warm-up to prepare for a more crazy battle in the future.

The alchemical matrix was running with a roar, and the high-pitched ether burned instantly.

Mystical power·Governing decree!

Endless, slender steel needles split by the snake scale liquid flew around, and under Blogo's will, they drew deadly arcs in the air.

Then, they pushed forward like a torrent, with an amazing speed, baptizing Idel's body like a storm, and flashes and sounds filled the air in an instant.

The steel needles aimed at Idel's bone armor, constructing precise and deadly attack lines, completely intertwined with the bone armor, constantly scratching and piercing, making a sound of tearing muscles, and the chopped flesh was particularly bright red, and blood was flying, like a red brush painting in the air.

Idel crashed into the storm of metal and landed heavily in the middle of the double spiral ladder. He was covered in blood and flesh, and the broken bone armor was entangled with the festering flesh and blood. The remaining bone armor was also riddled with holes.

Bologo snapped his fingers, and the sound was like a signal, awakening the countless steel needles embedded in Idel's body.

First, a few flames jumped out of the flesh and blood, and the flames connected together, instantly wrapping Idel and turning him into a blazing fireball, but this was not the end. The real fatal thing was the explosion that followed.

Each steel needle embedded in the body was a detonator that blasted the rock, carrying a certain amount of red mercury. First, they were detonated together, and the blurred figure in the firelight was further distorted, shattered with the explosion, broken bones and meat scraps flew, and large chunks of internal organs smashed against the wall, scarlet.

After the explosion, there was smoke everywhere. Bologo did not relax his vigilance. He was like an orchestra conductor, and the sword and axe in his hand were his baton. Under Bologo's instructions, more steel needles were broken out, circling around the explosion location, and occasionally shooting at high speed.

The smoke obscured Bologo's vision, but he could determine Idel's status through the feedback of the steel needles hitting the target.

The sound of ding-dong came from it.

Bologo directly repeated the same trick, the steel needles interspersed, the burning scales burst, and the continuous explosions swept away the smoke. It can be seen that Idel's body is already broken. Every explosion is like a heavy punch, hitting him fiercely, knocking him all over the place, but he did not fall down.

Until a certain heavy punch could no longer shake him.

As if he had developed resistance to Blogo's attacks, Idel allowed Blogo's repeated attacks to fall, and his figure no longer wavered. His flesh and blood proliferated and healed, and his bone armor was re-covered and even became stronger.

This time, even with the aggressive assistance of the secret power·Governing Decree, the steel needles still could not penetrate or even scratch the bone armor. They just hit it and were easily bounced off.

Blogo felt a little pressure. He tried to change his tactics, but a stream of scarlet steam quickly erupted from Idel's body, sweeping in all directions like a wave.

Holding his breath and retreating, Blogo immediately avoided the erosion of the blood mist. Just when he was still unclear about the effect of the blood mist, Blogo found that the cruising group of steel needles was gradually losing control.

They disappeared in Blogo's perception. The next moment, countless huge blood mosquitoes rushed out of the blood mist and rushed towards Blogo. On their deformed bodies, Blogo could vaguely see the remains of metal.

In the blood mist, Idel opened his hands to his heart's content. He belonged to the power holder of the contract school, and the object of the contract was Beelzebub the glutton. He became a servant of disaster, using himself as a container to cultivate the blood and flesh plague that could cause extraordinary disasters.

Now, after the blessing of Beelzebub's power, Idel's secret power was released without reservation. The endless blood and flesh plague turned the surrounding materials into flesh and blood, giving them a grotesque vitality.

The blood and flesh fungus carpet under his feet became the primordial soup that nurtured life and a door to hell. An endless stream of monsters struggled to crawl out of it, howling and rushing towards Blog.

Conventional attacks could no longer solve the problem, and the battle returned to what Blog was best at.

Swords.

Blog walked down the double spiral ladder and turned it into a narrow pass. The sword and axe were ready to chop and cut off every flesh creature that dared to step into it.

Soon, a large number of corpses piled up on the double spiral ladder, so that Blogo had to step on the hill of corpses to stand up and continue to fight.

Idel in the blood mist was not in a hurry to attack further. In addition to the power directly granted by Beelzebub, he also had the protection of bloodthirsty healing.

This ability has been engraved into Idel's instinct. Even if Blogo's violent attack had torn him to pieces, Idel could always come back to life as long as he sucked a mouthful of fascinating blood and swallowed a mouthful of tempting flesh and blood, not to mention that he was applying this power little by little.

Until he controlled it.

In an instant, the ether scattered in the air was disturbed and pulled, like a storm ready to go, they all collapsed towards the core area, and that core was Idel.

Idel swallowed the surrounding ether in large mouthfuls, so that a ether vacuum area was formed around him for a short time, and his own ether strength also increased rapidly, with a faint sign of breaking through to the defender.

As for his body, it was now highly etheric, with a red glow of ether beneath his flesh and blood, growing more and more intense like a raging fire.

"He... he is devouring ether?"

Amy's exclamation sounded in his mind. After Blogo chopped down the monster in front of him with a sword, he also looked at Idel with a heavy face.

Amy didn't know what happened, but Blogo could infer a little possibility from various signs.

Beelzebub gave Idel her own power... along with her authority.

The authority of gluttony.

"Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!"

The weird voice screamed again and again. Under the influence of the curse, Idel's last bit of rationality was also worn out. At this moment, he just wanted to feast.

Just in front of him.

Idel could feel that there was an endless supply of ether waiting for him to swallow in front of him, as long as... as long as he ate the guy in front of him who was in the way.

Blood mist stirred, gusts of wind came, Idel disappeared from the spot, and after a thunderous roar, he appeared in front of Blogo, the sharp bone blade easily cut through Blogo's armor, turned over Blogo's chest, smashed a series of ribs, and almost broke Blogo's spine.

Similarly, the bite penetrated the solid bone armor and pierced into Idel's heart, and the saw axe fiercely chopped his neck, the whole head tilted at a large angle, and only a few muscles barely connected the torso and the head.

Idel devoured the surrounding ether, and Blogo also activated the protection of soul sucking and usurping, sucking the ether in Idel's body. In this high-concentration ether environment, the two ultimate predators actually reached a certain balance.

The proliferating flesh squeezed the Saw Axe, and the growing bones firmly grasped the Bite, causing it to get stuck in the chest. A deformed tumor grew under Idel's armpit, and then two bloody arms broke out of the body, carrying even thinner spikes, cutting Blogo's body.

The sudden attack hit Blogo hard, and his body leaned back slightly, but he didn't fall down.

The high concentration of ether environment has already enhanced the combat effectiveness of the Condensers, not to mention Blogo's immortal body. With the continuous absorption of the Soul Sucking Soul, Blogo briefly became a truly immortal body, a perpetual motion machine for killing.

A manic, irrational paranoia emerged in his heart. Blogo knew that the curse of the protection was about to strike, so he warned.

"I may be crazy next, Amy, but I'm not out of control."

After saying this, Bologo skillfully manipulated his consciousness to let a thought repeatedly strengthen in his mind, like repeated strokes, leaving writing on the paper that was enough to penetrate the back of the paper.

kill him.

Aimu could feel the rational and almost cruel thoughts in Boluogo's mind, as if at this moment Boluogo had transformed into a god of pure murder, destruction, and cruelty.

Boluogo lost control of his body and surrendered everything physically and mentally to his irrational paranoia.

The story after that was very simple. It was an extremely barbaric massacre and fight, without any skills, just a collision between strength and strength.

A duel between two monsters.

Boluogo ignored the horrific injury on his chest, and with unimaginable force coming from his hands, he forcefully pulled the bite out of Idel's chest with a clicking sound.

At the same time, the False Saw Ax struck down again. It easily cut off one of Idel's arms. The severed limb fell, and the ax blade turned and slashed fiercely toward his waist and abdomen, as if he had knocked down an arm. Like a giant tree, it severed Idel's spine, opened a large gash in his stomach, and his intestines spilled out like a bunch of vines.

For the undead at this time, defense is a cowardly act. All they need is more powerful and pure violence, until that violence is enough to completely calm the undead and grant eternal death and peace to the other party.

For this reason, Idel also ignored his own horrific wounds, and slashed fiercely with the remaining three arms, splitting Bologo's shoulders, slashing most of Bologg's face, and even puncturing his eyeballs.

While the blood was dripping, Idel roared and bit Bologo's arm, forcefully tore off large chunks of flesh from his body and swallowed it.

They seemed to feel no pain, biting each other like primitive beasts.

Aimu called out Boluogo's name loudly, but Boluogo did not give any response. At this time, Aimu, who was hiding in Boluogo's body, was like a cold bystander. She was trapped in this bloody battle. During the killing, she didn't enjoy it. Instead, she was horrified by the sensory feedback she shared with Boluogo.

It's like being sucked into a whirlpool of disorder and madness.

Boluogo was injured and was healing at a high speed. Idel bit him, and he bit back, biting Idel's throat. His closed teeth crushed the cartilage of the throat, and the clear sound was like being beaten. Broken cookies.

He tried to imitate Idel's movements and eat Idel's flesh and blood, but Boluogo did not have the protection and bloodthirsty healing at all, and these sticky flesh and blood would only make him feel suffocated.

Pulling violently, Idel's newly healed neck burst again, with blood pouring out. Boluogo spat out the scraps of meat in his mouth, and his bite accurately hit Idel's jaw, completely penetrating Idel's head, and from him The back of the head was stabbed out.

The brain was cut off and the central nervous system was shattered. This caused Idel's movements to freeze for a moment. Then Bologo used all his strength to lift the sword blade and split Idel's entire head from bottom to top.

Idel froze completely on the spot, and then his head split from the middle and collapsed to both sides. The cross-section was extremely clear, as perfect as a precise medical anatomy.

At this time, the sense of loss of control caused by the curse gradually subsided, and Boluoge gradually regained control of his body. His crazy murderous intention also weakened a lot, and what followed was an almost heartbreaking injury to his whole body. Lung pain.

In a state of loss of control, Boluogo couldn't control himself at all and could only act with the final order. Fortunately, Idel was not any better than him.

Idel leaned back, fell down the double spiral staircase, and rolled back onto the flesh and blood carpet he had created.

Boluogo didn't think that this could kill Idel completely. In fact, it was true. Idel's body twitched and twitched, his broken limbs bent strangely, and countless bulges appeared on the surface of his flesh, as if there were Countless maggots crawled inside his body.

The sound of gurgling water sounded, but this time what flowed out of Idel's body was no longer scarlet blood, but dark and foul-smelling tar.

Idel is like a vessel full of cracks, and the tar he carries has flowed out of the cracks and is now scrambling to get back into Idel's body.

Borogo stared at the sticky tar thoughtfully, trying to connect them with the nature of the devil, but he soon gave up. This was not a good time to think.

Swinging his sword and axe, Bologo used a huge amount of force to behead him.