"You...you are..." The angel of hell finally realized who was in front of him. Just as he was about to speak in shock, several scarlet chains tightly bound his entire body.
Then, whoosh!
A golden light pierced through the void as it approached from afar—it was the Divine Feather Spear!
Under the horrified gaze of the Prison Angel, the Divine Feather Spear pierced through his mouth, and the powerful force carried his body thousands of miles away, like a bird pierced by a sharp arrow, hanging on the arrow and flying far away.
Outside the Northern Darkness Profound Array.
Countless Flame Demons are waiting for Lord Hell Angel to return in triumph. In their eyes, no matter what array formations or supernatural powers the Roc Demon King uses, they are all trivial in the face of absolute power and he will surely lose.
At this moment, a violent surge suddenly appeared deep within the malevolent energy.
"They're out!"
"Archangel of Hell..."
Just as some of the Flame Demons, who were about to flatter him, opened their mouths, a figure sped out from the endless baleful aura—it was none other than the Hell Angel they had been longing for.
However, upon closer inspection, he simply couldn't bring himself to utter any more flattery.
The once majestic Archangel of Hell was seen being pierced through the mouth and down to the back of the head by a golden spear, his body flying out at an angle.
Clang!
The golden spear was planted diagonally in the earth, while the angel of hell hung on it like a flag.
quiet!
A deathly silence fell. Countless fire demons, even some undead who rushed over after hearing the commotion, and other demons from hell, felt dizzy and their throats went dry as they witnessed this scene. Their voices seemed stuck in their throats, unable to utter a single sound.
In this deathly silence, the endless malevolent aura began to fade, and a figure slowly emerged from it. The figure was blurry, but it was extremely oppressive. Although it was not tall among the demons of hell, it gave people the feeling of being looked down upon.
Suddenly, a hand emerged from the malevolent aura, grasped the tail of the golden spear, and with a gentle pull, the golden spear shot out. The Prison Angel's body collapsed to the ground, its mouth a bloody mess, its eyes filled with terror, and specks of light spilled over it, about to dissipate and turn back into its origin.
Then, the owner of that hand completely broke free from the malevolent aura and came into everyone's view. He was dressed in dark gold armor, with huge golden wings that looked as if they were cast from gold, arrogant eyes, and a cruel and tyrannical smile.
As soon as he emerged, the endless malevolent aura rapidly faded, as if scrambling to escape from his side.
Within the inner world, the true Peng Demon King had already reached a high level of spiritual attainment. He had never imagined that one day he could be so triumphant, slaying the arrogant Prison Angel in front of all the demons. Although it wasn't the real him, at least it was in his own image, giving him a sense of participation.
Outside, after Fang Xiu emerged, the demons remained silent, or rather, dared not utter a sound. No one had expected the outcome to be like this.
Fang Xiu paid no attention to the demons' gazes. Instead, under their watchful eyes, he walked step by step to the Prison Angel who was about to return to his origin, grabbed his body from the ground, and then opened his mouth, unleashing a violent devouring force.
The body of the Prison Angel shattered inch by inch before this devouring force, turning into endless rain of light that flowed into Fang Xiu's mouth.
I ate...I ate it!?
He ate Lord Hell Angel!?
The demons were horrified, experiencing for the first time what true ferocity meant. Although demon gods had a habit of cannibalism, they had never before witnessed a fourth-rank being devour a third-rank being in full view of everyone. They were eating without any regard for others.
After devouring the Prison Angel, Fang Xiu slowly surveyed the demons. His ferocious and tyrannical gaze sent shivers down their spines. Some demons even tried to flee, for they saw endless greed in Fang Xiu's eyes—a greed that wanted to devour them all alive.
But no one dared to leave, or even move an inch.
Taking in the emotions of the demons, Fang Xiu suddenly spoke, his deep, cold voice echoing in the arena: "From this day forward, I, the King, will replace the Prison Angel as your leader. Who agrees and who disagrees?"
The entire place was completely silent; not a single demon dared to utter a sound. They had all previously been under the command of the Prison Angels, but now that the Prison Angels had been beaten to death and the murderer was right in front of them, no one dared to make a sound.
"It seems you have no objections." Fang Xiu nodded in satisfaction, but the next second, his face suddenly darkened, his eyes filled with tyranny and cruelty: "Then why don't you bow to me when you see me?"
The sound was as loud as thunder, and it was terrifying.
The demons looked at each other, seeing the fear in each other's eyes. Under such a suffocating atmosphere, some of them finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Thump!
The towering Flame Demon who had initially come to Fangxiu's cave to deliver the message was the first to kneel down and shout, "Greetings, King Peng!"
This caused an explosion, like dominoes falling, with more and more demons kneeling on the ground just as they were about to shout.
Whoosh!
A golden light pierced through the void and instantly pinned the towering fire demon to the ground.
It was the Divine Feather Spear. The terrifying power contained within the spear suddenly erupted, and the Flame Demon didn't even have time to let out a scream before it died on the spot. Its body began to shatter and return to its origin.
Fang Xiu opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing it completely.
Such a shocking turn of events naturally stunned the demons. Some demons who had already knelt down, or even halfway down, froze, completely at a loss for what to do, and did not understand why the first Flame Demon to kneel down was also the first to die.
At this moment, Fang Xiu spoke: "Remember, from now on, address me as the Great Sage of Chaos."
"We pay our respects to the Great Sage of Chaos!"
All the demons knelt down on the ground, shouting and bowing in worship, creating an atmosphere as if ten thousand demons were paying homage.
Of course, all of this was just a facade. Only after Fang Xiu left did the demons dare to reveal their true thoughts.
"That damned Eastern demon actually managed to kill Lord Hell Angel!"
"An array! It must be that strange array, otherwise how could he defeat Lord Prison Angel with his strength?"
"The Eastern demon is truly arrogant. He killed the Prison Angel without the approval of the Angel of Envy. Hmph, when the Angel of Envy returns, he's doomed!"
Several fire demons huddled together, talking in hushed tones.
At that moment, a chilling voice rang out from behind the fire demons: "When did you all get the idea that I'm already gone?"
The shadow of death enveloped the fire demons, who turned back in horror, their souls trembling with fear.
"ah!"
"Ahhh!"
Several screams rang out, then everything fell silent. A deathly silence reigned for millions of miles around, and not a single demon dared to utter a sound.
Fang Xiu returned to the cave of the Prison Angel with slight dissatisfaction. He knew that he was now in the identity of the Peng Demon King, so he could not kill demons without a reason as before. In Hell, demons could kill each other, but at least a reason was needed.
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