Chapter 315 Apostle of Desire
Finding himself trapped, the "Apostle of Desire" used the most important ability of the "Demon" sequence, demonization, without hesitation.
His body, hidden under countless malice and desires, suddenly swelled up, and the black liquid substance on his body seemed to have turned into a new layer of skin, covering his body that was more than two and a half meters long, with his head almost touching the ceiling. Two curved goat horns grew on top of his deformed head, and the patterns carved with flames on them exuded substantial malice, and a pair of bat-like wings flapped behind him.
After expanding, he easily broke free from the frost under his feet and the invisible spider silk on his body. His eyes, still blue but mixed with sulfur, looked at Isengard Stanton, the detective chief who should have died long ago.
"die!"
Filthy demonic words uttered from his mouth, and his target was Isengard. This was a curse unique to demons, and words filled with evil power alone could kill people.
But as if he had anticipated his action, Sherlock Moriarty, holding a gun, dodged and actually took the initiative to block in front of the old detective. His slightly thin figure caught the eyes of the devil, and he became the target of the curse instead of the person behind him.
In an instant, Sherlock's body was covered with traces of rust, like an iron man that had been left for many years and had rusted.
"puff--"
The dying figure became smaller and thinner, turning into a rusty paper figure, burning in the air and turning into ashes.
Bang!
Sherlock's true figure emerged from the void on the side, and the revolver in his hand fired continuously. Expensive demon-hunting bullets flew out of the barrel and hit the demon covered in black mucus, but they could not even penetrate the outer skin, let alone hurt the demon body inside.
Paper substitute... Is he a member of the "Secret Society"?
This thought flashed through his mind, and the demonized "Apostle of Desire" was not frustrated by the failure of his attack. He waved his claw-shaped right hand, and fireballs with a strong smell of sulfur formed around him, ready to follow Sherlock's figure and continue attacking.
He knew that the number of paper doll substitutes was limited, and he...
A premonition of danger emerged in his mind, and he cautiously withdrew his arm, not caring about the uncontrolled fireball floating in the air, and looked behind him with eyes filled with sulfur flames.
The witch who had been hiding nearby and appeared at the critical moment to destroy his plan was holding a bone sword more than one meter and two meters long and slashing at him.
childish!
A witch actually tried to fight her demonized self in close combat!
If he had not transformed into a demon, the "Apostle of Desire" would have almost laughed out loud. He kicked the unmelted ice on the ground, letting the flying fragments slightly block the sword-wielding witch. A high-temperature green flame ignited in his hand, and then, from the flame emerged a huge weapon dripping with magma. It was shaped like a knife, but the length was more like a sword.
Holding the magma sword in his hand, he used one hand to block the bone sword in the witch's hand as she avoided the frost fragments and continued to chop at him, but the next moment, the huge force transmitted by the contact of the weapons surprised him who had turned into a demon.
This is a powerful force comparable to that of the extraordinary sequence in the "Warrior" path!
As if she knew that the cursed flames were useless against the demonized enemy, the witch did not use her signature ability. Instead, she swung her sword and chopped again and again. Infinite power continuously came from the weapon, and her body that was less than 1.8 meters tall forced the demon, whose height was nearly 3 meters and whose horns had already hit the ceiling, to retreat continuously.
“Bang, bang!”
Amid the clash of weapons, the deep, foul voice of the "Apostle of Desire" was heard.
"die……"
"slow!"
Just as he tried to curse the other party in the devil's language again, a shout in the devil's language came from behind him. The gem-studded diamond ring on Isengard Stanton's hand emitted a faint light, and its owner's eyes were filled with the color of lava, and his mouth also spit out filthy devil curses.
The body of the "Apostle of Desire", which was barely able to resist the witch's attack, suddenly stopped in place.
He's... simulating... my abilities!
The thoughts were slowed down by the degraded demon curse for only one second, and the "Apostle of Desire" regained normal mobility. But in this one second of blocking gap, Angel's "Dawn Knight" sword had already swung down from top to bottom with great precision, removing one of the demon's bat wings.
Swish——
Before the wing touched the ground, it turned into ashes in the flames. No blood flowed from the wound on the back of the "Apostle of Desire". Instead, this effective attack was met with his ruthless grin.
The next moment, the two demon horns on his head ignited with bright yellow flames, and the intricate patterns on the surface lit up, and a wave of chills swept through the entire room.
"Spiritual shock!"
As he was about to utter the next word while imitating the "Devil's Language", Isengard found that he could no longer suppress his fear when facing the Sequence 5 Beyonder. The word "death" on his lips was instantly forgotten how to pronounce it. He just wanted to hide behind the sofa and tremble.
Sherlock ran out of bullets, threw away his revolver and was about to continue attacking with air bullets. His mind was filled with anger towards the enemy. He gave up the long-range attack, pulled out a piece of paper, shook it into a solid weapon, and was about to pounce on the devil to have a good fight.
Angel turned his sword and was about to stab the Apostle of Desire's chest. He felt the madness and bloodlust that had been spreading in his heart suddenly swell up. He changed the sword that was pointing at the enemy's heart to a slash, and chopped it down with all his might. However, the opponent dodged in anticipation and missed the target by a hair's breadth, and the enemy fell heavily to the ground.
What's worse is that other desires that had been suppressed in her body for a long time also filled her whole body with the detonation of the "Apostle of Desire".
Hunger, greed, anger, lust... those feelings that gradually accumulated with the "Ring of Madness" but were forcibly ignored by her gradually surged into her heart.
"call--"
Angel exhaled a breath of foul air, subconsciously loosened her right hand, and threw away the "Dawn Knight" characteristic that turned back into bone spurs, trying to get rid of the most urgent "madness", but the remaining emotions hit her brain one by one, still making her dizzy and standing still.
A sneer flashed across the demonic face of the "Apostle of Desire." He scanned the room, taking in the elderly detective, who was meticulous but fearfully trying to leave; the young detective, who was not good at close combat but charged forward angrily; the female detective and her assistant, who had collapsed by the door; and the foolish witch, overwhelmed by the weight of her multiple emotions...
He can't win at all!
The next second, the "Apostle of Desire"'s demonic, three-meter-tall body rapidly shrank, returning to normal human size. Only a pair of blue eyes remained visible through the black slime. He glared at everyone with resentment, then turned and ran towards the back door without looking back. With each step, his body gradually collapsed into a pool of sticky black liquid, sliding through the carpet and sinking into the ground, attempting to slip out of the room through the crack in the door.
“Click.”
Angel, who was trying hard to regain his strength, grabbed the "Good Luck" pistol beside him, cracked the hammer, and injected a trace of spirituality, activating the most important ability of this magical item.
"Bang!!"
There was a huge recoil, and Angel's bad luck that had accumulated for many days turned into luck at this moment. The enhanced attack with a probability of only 1/5 shot out the "Storm Gathering" with sixteen times the power, instantly passing through the living room, across the corridor, and hitting the fleeing "Apostle of Desire".
The attack, as powerful as an artillery bombardment, blew away the entire back door, and a pool of black blood radiated across the back alley.
The next second, the door was kicked open, and five members of the "Mechanical Heart" filed in, each holding a different extraordinary weapon, and rushed into the messy living room.
Thanks to the leader of "Dressing Up Makes Me Stronger" for the reward!
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