This Lich Needs More Money Chapter 550

Chapter 550 Zarrell's sense of crisis

An eye-catching scene appeared on the battlefield of Blood River.

Zariel, wielding a flaming sword, fought with Demogorgon's clone.

The blade of the sword and the tentacles collided with each other, causing a shock wave that was enough to kill all living creatures within a radius of more than ten kilometers.

Bayer cursed a madman and quickly returned to the Blood River Fortress to issue new orders, rearranging the troop distribution on the Blood River battlefield in order to cooperate with Zariel.

The first thing is to avoid this terrible area, lest the devil's forces be affected by these two madmen.

The demons did not have so many scruples. They were attracted by Demogorgon and came like a tide again, providing Demogorgon with power and at the same time serving as cannon fodder to consume Zariel's magic power.

Zariel's sword can reduce hundreds of demons to ash with each swing, but Demogorgon's tentacles and claws can also leave scratches on her armor.

And even if Zariel cuts off Demogorgon's hands and feet, it will take less than half a second for the opponent to completely grow back. The price is only the consumption of some corpse flesh and blood, and on this battlefield, demons and devil corpses are indispensable. All.

Zariel showed no expression at all. He swung his sword accurately and cut Demogorgon's clones apart again and again, regardless of the various wounds that began to appear on his body.

Two-headed baboons not only emit harsh roars, but also spit deadly venom and cast vicious curses.

Mortals would instantly turn into pus at the slightest touch. Zariel's armor also began to become rusty, and there were a few black spots on his already fragmented face.

The demon is sacrificing his flesh and soul to provide energy for Demogorgon's clone.

The battlefield has become a matter of pure consumption. It depends on whether Zariel's magic power is used up first or whether these demons die first.

But it is clear that the demons are endless.

The **** battle has lasted for countless years, perhaps since the birth of Hell and the Abyss. Until now, no one knows how many demons there are.

Zariel's swing of the sword began to slow down. Demogorgon seized this opportunity and stretched out his tentacles to tie Zariel's hands tightly. A baboon bit his head on Zariel's neck and injected venom frantically, regardless of Zariel. Your blood is hotter than magma.

The other baboon's head chanted the demonic language of the abyss, constantly shaking Zariel's soul, making it impossible for him to concentrate his power.

But just when Demogorgon seemed to have the upper hand, Zariel sneered and said loudly: "Bair, what are you waiting for! Do you really want to **** torture?!"

On the walls of the Blood River Fortress, countless flames spewed out, turning into countless lines of fire across the night sky.

Hell's weapons finally came into play, and powerful cannonballs accurately landed on the battlefield near Zariel, “cutting off” the wave of demons as if they were measured.

Wherever these cannonballs hit, all the demons turned into ashes, causing a brief break in the endless demon army.

Immediately afterwards, countless demonic armies descended from the sky and began to cast various magics to isolate the terrain.

The legions worked together seamlessly and built thick walls on the battlefield, blocking the demon's attack in a short period of time.

Thousands of demons were isolated. For a time, the number of demons around Demogorgon dropped sharply.

Taking this opportunity, Zariel spread his flaming wings that covered the sky and the earth behind him.

Countless soul coins were burned at this moment, all turned into Zariel's power.

Wherever the wings of flames touched, even the space was burned, twisted and broken. The fallen angel folded the wings and wrapped Demogorgon's clone.

It looks like a holy angel comforting the sinful soul, but in fact it is the most violent and cruel torture in the world.

The extreme flames of **** burned Demogorgon's body, causing the two-headed baboon to roar with pain and malice, but this time there were not many demons that could provide him with strength.

Zariel didn't give Demogorgon any chance and unleashed his strongest power. The flames burned the two-headed baboon's body and completely purified the area.

When the flames dissipated, Zariel held up the two pale skulls in his hands and let out a roar.

“Demogorgon, next time, I will chop off your real head!”

The baboon skull was crushed in Zariel's hands, turned into billions of rays of light, and flew towards the devils fighting bravely on the front line.

Whether it was a powerful Anzu demon or a weak lemure, their bodies began to swell after receiving these rays of light. The blessing from Zariel directly doubled their strength, completely suppressing those demons. Zarrell smiled and clapped his hands, and returned to the Blood River Fortress in a flash.

By the time Bayer saw the Grand Duke of Hell again, the scars on Zariel's body were rapidly recovering with the blessing of the power of hell, and the entire first level of **** was excited about Zariel's victory.

Zariel calmly said to Bayer: "You don't have to worry about Demogorgon coming again for at least ten years."

Beyer knew that Zariel was not lying. Even if it was just a clone, it still had considerable power. Every clone of Demogorgon was created with great effort and was not just a consumable.

But Bayer still doesn't understand what Zariel is doing?

Weighed only by pure power consumption, the power Zariel spent just now is not much less than Demogorgon. It was just a fight and it didn't take much advantage. What's the point?

The devil is not a crazy and brainless devil. Bayer cannot understand Zarrell's meaningless adventure.

Only Zariel knew that after he killed Demogorgon's hidden clone, the restless core of **** calmed down again.

The laws of **** once again approved Zariel's behavior because he killed the invading powerful enemy.

Zariel couldn't possibly tell Bayer this reason. How could he let this traitor know that the core of the first level of **** had been touched by a mortal and that there were signs of changing hands.

This is a warning, the core of **** is reminding Zariel.

Work has been too perfunctory recently. If it continues like this, the master of the first level of **** will be replaced by someone else.

Zarrell knew this very well, so he had to step into the battlefield again. Compared with those intrigues and money-making methods, he was still better at fighting.

But even after regaining control of the core of hell, Zarrell still needs to consider a problem. If that guy continues to cause trouble, it is hard to say whether he can make money, and his position as the prince of **** will be unstable.

Zarrell thought for a while and said to Bayer: "Are you trying to get the idea of the lich's daughter?"

Beyer was stunned for a moment and said doubtfully: "What are you talking about? What kind of lich's daughter?"

Zarrell saw that Bayer didn't look like he was lying, so he asked, "You haven't heard about the recent events?"

"The Blood River battlefield consumes all my energy every minute and every second. I don't have time to ask anything else. Zariel, what exactly do you want to say? If you suddenly think of coming to me for revenge, you might as well have fun. , you completely disrupted my layout today, I have to spend more time rearranging the battlefield!"

Bayer is also very unhappy. What a mess. Zarrell went crazy and was forced to cooperate. There are obviously more effective ways to kill those demons, and now all resources have to be recalculated.

Zarrell smiled and said, "You are indeed tired. I can see that you are becoming more and more unable to do what you do."

Bayer said angrily: "I blocked every attack of the devil. Don't you think of blaming me casually. I haven't made any mistakes in these years!"

"Indeed, there is not, but there will be one soon. As the master of the first level of hell, I cannot watch the Blood River fall!"

Bayer looked at Zariel doubtfully. He didn't mind Zariel depriving him of his command rights, and maybe he could regain his freedom. But what does Zarrell mean by this? Does he think he can manage the Blood River Fortress?

In terms of combat effectiveness, Zariel is stronger than Bayer, but in terms of command ability, Bayer is truly the number one in Hell. Otherwise, he would not have been appointed by the Lord of Hell to become the chief warrior in the **** battle.

If Zariel is allowed to guard the Blood River Fortress, it will be captured by demons in a few years. At that time, Zariel will have to bear the wrath of the Lord of Hell, which will be more terrifying than any torture.

Because of this, Bayer couldn't figure out what Zarrell was going crazy about today?

Zarrell smiled mysteriously and said to Bayer: "Don't worry, I'm not here to settle accounts with you, nor am I here to punish you. On the contrary, I see that you have been holding on to the Blood River Fortress for many years, and you must be a little tired, so I'm going to Find you a helper. I wonder if you have any impression of the name Fraudster? "

"The deceiver? The one who deceived... uh, the famous lich?"

Beyer almost told Zariel's dark history. No matter how fierce the war was, Bayer didn't really have any free time. He had heard of this famous lich. But that's just what he heard. He really didn't have time to take the initiative to inquire about the lich's information. He only heard a few descriptions from others occasionally.

Zarrell didn't seem to mind. He said to Bayer, "Yes, he is this extremely cunning lich. I asked him to help you guard the Blood River Fortress. What do you think?"

Beyer looked at Zariel and realized that he was not joking.

What does this madman want to do? Put in an eyeliner? Still plotting something?

Beyer couldn't understand, but He didn't refuse.

No matter what Zarrell thinks, the **** battlefield is the most important place in hell. Bayer doesn't believe Zarrell dares to joke about it.

Bayer has also heard of the name of the fraudster. It is definitely a good thing to have such a smart person to help, at least it can help him share some of the pressure.

“Then let him come to me, and I will arrange for him a position worthy of his status.”

(End of this chapter)

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