Chapter 285 Beelzebub
The building, enveloped in a turbid aura, suddenly began to tremble and then collapsed.
No, this should not be described as collapse, but dissolution.
In this filthy environment, the reinforced concrete apartment buildings in the residential complex appear particularly fragile, their surfaces seemingly eroded by corrosive acid rain, revealing their mottled skeletons. Swarms of flies swirl frantically in the air, their buzzing contrasting sharply with the silence of the surrounding ruins, adding to the apocalyptic sense of desolation.
Suddenly, a dull crash broke the silence, and a figure was violently thrown out from a high floor and fell straight to the ground.
At this critical moment, Xia Yue rushed out like a gust of wind. She cleverly caught Li Muhan in mid-air and used all her strength to help him land safely.
However, the bodies of the two men were covered with shocking wounds. In such a harsh environment, these wounds had lost the ability to repair themselves. The blood mixed with the polluted air was particularly glaring.
Li Muhan raised his head with difficulty and locked his eyes on the man standing on top of the ruins. His brows were furrowed, revealing endless confusion and anger.
This man was more powerful than he had imagined. Even with the help of the power of the devil Lucifer, he could not gain the upper hand in the confrontation. What was even more frightening was that his strength seemed to be increasing with every passing second.
"What the hell is this thing?"
"Because of the fragment of the World Heart."
Xia Yue's voice was low and firm. In her realm, a blood-red moon hung high above her silver hair, and the moonlight shone down, illuminating her stern face.
Her eyes were full of vigilance, as if she was facing more than just a demon.
The man seemed tired of this game. He examined his decaying palms, the skin peeling like rotten wood, the traces of life rapidly fading. He sighed softly, his words lamenting, "The human body is ultimately too fragile."
At this moment, Mu Ya's voice came out from an undamaged mirror like a ghost, ironic and tempting: "Then, are you willing to try to occupy a more solid container?"
"I will not allow myself to be trapped in a cage of restraint."
The man took a slow step forward, his body gracefully drifting through the air like a fallen leaf returning to its roots. When he stopped in front of Li Muhan and Xia Yue, he raised his finger and pointed at Li Muhan, his eyes gleaming with insight. "You didn't use your full strength, did you?"
Li Muhan smiled bitterly and struggled to stand up, leaning on the hilt of his knife. He took a deep breath, his voice filled with helplessness: "No, this is indeed my limit now..."
He slowly closed his eyes. Xia Yue seemed to realize what Li Muhan was about to do, but before she could dissuade him, Li Muhan said in a deep voice, "But this is not their limit."
Amidst the roar, the clouds in the sky gathered like giant beasts, with thunder and lightning roaring among them, foreshadowing an impending storm.
Li Muhan's body began to change again. His half-dragon form gradually broke apart, his skin turned deep black, and the mysterious golden runes were faintly visible in the darkness.
The thin man noticed this and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips: "Oh... I understand. They are actually willing to become your weapons."
"......arms?"
Li Muhan slowly opened his eyes, but Xia Yue and the man both knew in their hearts that the one responding at this moment was another existence, no longer the original Li Muhan.
"As one of the first demons imprisoned by humans, is your voice too high-pitched?"
Bal's eyes were cold, and he gave the man a mocking smile: "Now, what should I call you?"
The man coughed lightly twice, and the slight movement seemed to attract the flies clinging to his body, and they instantly began to buzz, as if responding to his vibration.
He smiled, turned his gaze to Baal, and asked gently, "The relationship between you and me... is indeed delicate, Baal. We both originated from the Canaanite gods, but it is only through the legends of later generations that we have become opposites... Can I consider you my brother?"
“Ha…hahahahaha…”
Baal's laughter was faint at first, but soon it grew into a roaring laugh. He laughed so hard that his laughter shook the air. "You're really good at bringing people closer. There are tens of millions of gods and demons who share the same origin. Are we all going to have a family reunion?"
He turned his head slightly and looked at Xia Yue. The moment Xia Yue met the sharp gaze of this demon, she felt as if she was enveloped by an invisible pressure, and a trace of tension arose in her heart.
She was probably the first person to fight Bal since he was alive. That time, Xia Yue suppressed the very weak Bal, but now...
"You are on the list of people I must kill, vampire, but don't worry, your mother and I are old acquaintances. Perhaps I can move you down the list, behind that woman named Lin Ze."
Bal is obviously a very vengeful demon. He does not intend to let go of either the human named Li Chengtian who shattered his soul, or Xia Yue and Lin Ze who suppressed him when he was weak.
But now.
The demon slowly turned around and walked towards the thin man.
"From the same origin as me? So arrogant, so bold..."
The demon-suppressing weapon in his hand slowly changed its shape and eventually turned into a giant golden hammer with thunder.
"A familiar weapon, brother."
After seeing the huge hammer in Baal's hand, the man smiled helplessly: "There is no hostility between us. If you don't want to have anything to do with me, then I will call you the Demon of Solomon, not Baal."
Bal twisted his neck, as if he didn't hear the man's words, still with that creepy smile, and then walked to his side.
"Becoming a companion with a dirty and disgusting guy like you? Sorry, where I live now is pretty good, so..."
Baal raised his hammer high, and the thunder in the clouds instantly poured into his weapon. Then, under the reflection of the lightning, Baal's voice became evil and distorted: "Go back to hell, Baalzebub!"
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At the same time, in Li Muhan's body, Hypnos and Li Muhan were both sitting in Lucifer's prison, both holding a bag of potato chips in their hands, enjoying the movements outside as if they were watching a wonderful movie.
"Holy shit, this thing says he and Baal are from the same origin?"
The potato chips in Li Muhan's mouth sprayed all over Hypnos' face.
The latter glared at Li Muhan with dissatisfaction, and then said, "Is it terrible? Yes, it is terrible, but this is the fact. In Canaanite mythology, the main god Baal evolved into Baal and Beelzebub, also known as Baalzebub, due to different definitions in the New and Old Testaments. Don't look at me like that. I also feel very confused about these Hebrew pantheons..."
"My goodness, is Bal also so dirty, not taking a bath for thousands of years, and spreading plague everywhere every day?"
After hearing Li Muhan's words, Hypnos was speechless: "Why don't you try saying something to his face?"
"Lucifer, what do you think?"
Li Muhan turned around to look at a fallen angel who was quite important in Hebrew mythology and asked, "You don't have many brothers and sisters, do you?"
Lucifer was also speechless. Why did these two people insist on coming to her place to watch a "movie"? But since they were still in a cooperative relationship, she could only smile and answer: "...Some believers will mistake me for Samael, the old snake, or Abaddon the Yama demon..."
Li Muhan stopped talking, thinking that our Chinese God system is better, it is clear and obvious.
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