The Son of Satan was so fast that it took less than half a minute from his appearance to killing Wodie. As a result, almost everyone present did not feel the real death of the ocelot, but fell into stunned silence.
Li Hua froze in place, his pupils contracted in an instant, and the hair on the tip of his tail stood up, like a little hedgehog that suddenly sensed danger.
In this deathly silence, he felt the hand of the Son of Satan reaching out to him, poking his head like a toy, and a pair of bloodshot eyes containing wildfire and thunder examining him.
“Eh, the strength didn’t increase at all.” “He” raised his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised. “The fragments of the godhead were actually dispersed into different individuals? It seems that the state of the Cat God at that time was worse than I thought.”
Li Hua was horrified and subconsciously blocked out the cat toy's trembling screams to prevent any abnormality in his expression.
Li Hua thought that no one would ever know that he was the only designated successor of the Cat God, but he never expected that the Son of Satan would reveal the secret in just a moment. If he had not considered the possibility of accidents and kept a hand, he would have most likely been exposed by the Son of Satan.
Luo Bozi took two steps to the right and used his body to block Li Hua completely. He looked at the Son of Satan with his expression as calm as before. Only his clenched fists could reflect his anger at the moment.
Even though his only contact with Wodi was a few quick glances at the Biluo organization, he still couldn't accept that a cat who was undercover in the Biluo organization and provided them with a lot of information was brutally killed in front of him.
Behind Luo Bozi, the members of the Twenty-Eight Mansions, led by Kong Xiuwen, clenched their weapons. No one showed any fear because of the unpredictable strength of the Son of Satan. Grief and indignation emanated from everyone, and the Son of Satan, who had originally regarded these people as ants, condescended to cast a glance at them with an amused look on his face.
"Since the undercover cat is dead," he waved his hand, thinking for a moment, and seemed to have some reservations, so he did not continue to use his power to slaughter. "Jian Xiaoyi, I'll have to trouble you to find those cat god fragments. As for which cat to use in the end, well, this tabby cat is pretty good. Look at its cyan eyes. It has my, cough, one thousandth of the demeanor of my father God back then."
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The swordsman lowered his head and said nothing.
She was trembling all over, and seemed to be on the verge of collapse. She was originally trying to suppress herself, but when she heard the Son of Satan unscrupulously mention the word "Father God" again, she was finally broken by the last straw.
“Father God? How dare you mention Father God?” She said in a miserable tone, with a resolute air of death. She suddenly raised her head, her eyes bloodshot and red. “My God is so noble, elegant, wise and powerful. The only thing he shouldn’t have done was to give birth to a rebellious and audacious son like you!”
The Son of Satan was stunned.
Perhaps it was because his newly condensed body could not make too detailed expressions, but when the sword master pointed at his nose and scolded him, he did not show any anger. Instead, he was at a loss and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to argue something, but in the end he just sneered dryly: "We, the Hell Demon Clan, have always followed the law of the supremacy of the strong? Jian Xiaoyi, you have always admired the strong, so you should understand this the most - since the Father God cannot beat me, it is only natural for him to be killed by me."
"If you challenge my god in the arena, it can be said to be natural," the swordsman sneered, loosened the long sword in his hand, and said dejectedly as if he was discouraged, "But even so, I will definitely die with my god."
The Son of Satan smiled helplessly.
If He was as majestic, unpredictable and unshakable as a real god when He first appeared, now He showed a rather human expression, which made people feel that He was not completely invincible, as if if He tried His best, there might be a chance of killing God.
Looking at the disheveled swordsman who seemed to have completely given up his revenge plan and looked so embarrassed, Li Hua blinked and suddenly had a subtle premonition, which made him subconsciously grab Luo Bozi's wrist and pull him back two steps.
The Son of Satan, whose spiritual awareness covered the entire summoning circle, looked over keenly, and seemed to have just remembered that there was a group of ants here who saw the joke between him and his subordinates, so he clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, raised his hand, and gathered strength, ready to kill these annoying guys first.
In the brief second when he was distracted, the swordsman moved.
She took a step forward, and a dark blue flame suddenly ignited, starting from her toes, burning her body violently. The long sword that she had just thrown to the ground scattered into star-like fluorescent lights, part of which melted into the ground, and part of which floated to the swordsman's mouth and nose, and was absorbed into her body without hesitation.
The black vortex in the air that was connected to hell seemed to have a bad signal. It got stuck a few times and disappeared with a crackling sound.
"Jian Xiaoyi! Are you crazy?" The Son of Satan didn't care about stepping on the ants at this time. He turned around and roared angrily, "You used your soul to forge a sword and melted it into the center of the formation. Once the formation is broken, you will die without a burial place! Or do you think this level of rubbish formation can trap this god?"
Perhaps he was in a hurry, and he didn't even use "I" as his own name, but instead said the word "this God" naturally.
Li Hua's eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized where the sense of disharmony that he had vaguely sensed just now came from.
"How dare you, a rebellious lunatic and a coward, call yourself a god?" The swordsman laughed loudly, no longer the lonely and gloomy ghostly look before. He was in high spirits, as if he had returned to the time when he served Satan in hell, holding a sword and blocking thousands of heavenly soldiers from the divine realm. "I have been in the human world for a thousand years! A thousand years! Do you really think that I only prepared a trump card for Wodi?"
Son of Satan: “…”
Before the swordsman said this, he didn't even know that Wodi was the swordsman's trump card.
He was angry and anxious, and felt very aggrieved. Seeing that the swordsman had resolutely merged with the center of the formation, he knew that he could not be saved, so he stopped trying and gathered his strength to break the formation directly.
It was just a trap set by a hellish creature that didn't even have the power of a demigod. The Son of Satan didn't think it was difficult to conquer. When he made his move, he even thought about who to send to the human world next.
When he rashly changed his affiliation, he only thought about the Heavenly Dao and the group of demon kings who wanted to usurp the throne, and he did not consider whether his subordinates would care about the fall of the gods. It was indeed his fault. He reflected for a moment, and then quickly praised himself for his good character of knowing his mistakes and being able to correct them. He went through the list of his confidants and decided to slowly select them after returning to hell.
The enormous power of the demon god fell into the formation without causing any ripples.
The Son of Satan was startled, and his mind was immediately diverted from the affairs of Hell. He examined the formation seriously again.
At this time, the swordsman had already merged with the formation. His body was completely destroyed and turned into the binding force of the formation, but his consciousness was still well preserved. Seeing this, he laughed out loud: "You have deprived me of my power, do you think you can have the power of a god? Boy, open your dog eyes and take a good look. This is still a formation!"
“You tore up the sword domain and melted it into the dragon bead, and turned the formation into an independent domain through self-fusion? That’s a god-level treasure!” The Son of Satan saw the formation in its original state and was shocked and angry. “No, the sword domain alone cannot be able to seal me - the puppet domain? You killed the puppeteer!”
"Oh, don't worry, the swordsman can't kill me yet."
An elegant and gentle voice came from a distance, with a slightly rising ending tone that carried a sense of casual frivolity. Li Hua looked up and saw the puppeteer sitting in the luxurious sedan chair, walking leisurely into the formation.
Of course, it was no longer appropriate to call Sufang No. 1 Middle School a formation at this time. After the swordsman made a desperate effort to fuse the soul and the two god-level domains of the sword and puppet domains into the formation, this place had become an independent domain, the kind that even the master of hell could not draw half a bit of power from elsewhere - she planned to use everything she had to seal the son of Satan here forever.
The Son of Satan stared at the Puppet Master: "You are betraying me too?"
"That's not the case. I'm mainly here to collect debts." The puppeteer clapped his fan. "Some idiot borrowed my puppet domain and said he wanted to teach cats how to break through space restrictions. He never came back and is about to die. Naturally, I have to come and take a look."
Without waiting for the swordsman to answer, he continued leisurely, "Don't worry, I have no loyalty to Satan. Whether he or you take the throne has nothing to do with me, and I don't intend to seek revenge on you like the swordsman. But you said, I have already smashed this puppet domain in, if there is no effect, wouldn't it be a big loss?"
Li Hua quickly glanced at the Son of Satan, and sure enough, the demigod's expression did not improve. Instead, he looked even angrier.
The demigod no longer held back his strength, and the fire of hell swarmed out of his body like countless fireflies drilling out of his pores, gradually merging into one and rushing towards the center of the formation with great momentum.
The puppeteer dodged with a fan, and together with the swordsman who had transformed into a formation, he fought with the Son of Satan.
Being in an independent domain, the Son of Satan cannot replenish his divine power from hell. Once his power is exhausted, he can only surrender. The game at this moment depends on whether the swordsman and the puppeteer can hold on until the moment when his power is exhausted.
The ones who really have nothing to do at this time are the Twenty-Eight Mansions and other spectators.
Luo Bozi looked back, hesitated for a moment, and decided to intervene - if the son of Satan won, there would be no peace on earth.
He made the decision and stopped hesitating. He swung his sword and quickly stepped into the battlefield. At the same time, the swordsman also reached a deal with him. In a flash of thought, he moved the other people of the Twenty-Eight Mansions out of the area.
Li Hua had just left the domain and was thinking about how to use the formation he had set up to help the swordsman and others. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a dark light in the sky flying towards this place.
It turned out to be the ghost master who was supposed to be recuperating in the ghost realm.
Black aura was emanating from his entire body, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked to be on the brink of despair. The communication talisman hanging around his waist was still echoing the puppeteer's voice.
"...Wodi was killed...trapped the son of Satan...brought the ghost realm..."
Li Hua keenly captured several key words in the communication talisman and immediately realized why the ghost master seemed to be so irrational and ready to kill at any time.
Obviously, the Sword Master never told the Puppet Master about the Ghost Master being assimilated by the Hellhound. Perhaps he also vaguely said that the Ghost Master would not interfere. This was ambiguous enough to make the Puppet Master think that the Ghost Master was on the same front with them. Therefore, after the Son of Satan appeared, the Puppet Master immediately communicated with the Ghost Master.
The ghost master, who had not yet fully recovered, was stimulated by the news of Wodie's death. He could not distinguish between friend and foe at all and would most likely kill anyone he caught. If he was not stopped, he would probably use the ghost domain to collide with the newly generated realm. By then, the son of Satan would easily escape and the whole thing would become a joke.
"Fortunately, I had a trick up my sleeve." Li Hua murmured.
With a flick of its tail, a cat hair glowing with golden light floated in the air. Then it leaped and turned into a leopard cat, quickly blocking the ghost master's way.
As early as when the summoning array was just opened, he took the opportunity to go to the hidden space to get melon seeds, and disguised the puppet that had been made of cat hair and attached with many arrays to look like himself, while he turned into cat hair, first hiding on the puppet's body, and then transferred to the tip of the tabby cat's tail after Li entered.
Originally it was just a precaution, but I didn't expect it to be so useful.
The ghost master was stunned for a moment, staring at the leopard cat for a moment, confirming that he was not someone else in disguise. His empty and bloodthirsty eyes became bright again.
"Shh, don't talk." Wodi stuffed a spiritual fruit into the ghost master's mouth and pulled him away. "The son of Satan can control the hellfire, which will make you more corrupted and lose your mind. You can't go over there. Come on, I'll take you back to my home."
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A little angel guessed in the last chapter that Woody used cat hair as a disguise! So cool!
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