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Boom!
The hellfire surrounding his body exploded, blasting Clark away. The demon raised its massive, three-meter-long flaming sword and slammed Clark down from the air with a "bang."
"Go to hell, buddy."
The blade pierced the ground, and a ring of fire exploded in all directions, melting the ground and turning it into bubbling lava.
Lava covered an area of nearly five kilometers.
The faces of the people gathered together changed instantly. Fortunately, this happened inside the Eternal Rock. If it had happened outside, this sword strike would have killed at least tens of thousands of people.
"Lang, keep an eye on the angel, don't let him join the fight."
Diana jumped up, and the Sword of Vulcan emitted a faint red light, the unique glow of a divine artifact.
The demon turned and stared intently at him: he recognized the sword; it was the weapon of the Olympian gods, the sword that had killed many demons.
"Dude, I'm going to cut your head off."
A flaming giant sword rose from below, accompanied by a fierce gust of hot wind.
Diana's hair billowed in the wind, revealing a pair of sharp eyes, and she raised her longsword high, ready to unsheathe it with full force.
When
With a clang of metal clashing, a red shockwave appeared in the sky. The next second, the figure flew back. Rong En's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly chased after it.
In this head-on clash, Diana lost, and the demon fared no better. His hands were sore and numb, and he could barely grip the hilt of his sword. The fire sword, made of countless high-quality materials, also fell apart, with a ten-centimeter gap.
"Hey buddy, give me your name, and my loot is yours!"
Diana ignored him and glared at Clark. Clark understood and swooped down toward the demon directly above, his eyes shooting out heat rays. The demon raised its left arm to retaliate and swung its greatsword with its right hand.
The burning giant sword almost ignited the air.
Clark took a half step back, took a deep breath, and the air compressed in his lungs, turning into a biting cold wind.
The flames on the greatsword flickered in the cold wind, and a layer of frost formed on the sword.
The demon's eyes shifted slightly, and a heart-wrenching crackling sound suddenly rang in her ears. Diana quickly jumped up and swung the Sword of Vulcan into the previous gap.
Click!
The sword disintegrated, shattering into countless pieces of ice.
"Go to hell!"
Diana used the "Lasso of Truth" to bind the demon's body, raised her longsword and plunged it into its heart, then pulled it out and swept it across its neck.
Blood gushed out, and a huge head rose up.
Ron withdrew the corner of his mouth, his expression slightly complicated: Among the Justice League six, Diana was not the strongest, but she should be the most skilled in combat. Her combat awareness, sense of smell, experience and skills far surpassed those of the others.
After the demon fell, his body quickly turned to stone, and a black crystal ball fell out from between his eyebrows, exactly the same as the previous crystal ball.
Diana took the crystal ball and carefully put it back in its place: she had a feeling that the crystal ball might have other uses.
After the demon died, only the four-winged angel remained on the stage to watch the battle. His expression changed from initial bewilderment to indifference and disgust. At the moment of the demon's death, there was even a trace of intangible pleasure.
Clearly, the four-winged angel who called himself Gallus still remembered many things, and his sanity was slowly returning.
Clark said in a low voice, "Where are the others? He doesn't seem to have attacked us."
Langen suggested, "Perhaps we can talk to it; it must know something about the Eternal Stone."
Diana was somewhat taken aback. Just as she was about to speak, a strange voice suddenly echoed in her mind.
"Can you tell me where this place is?"
The three of them were stunned. They looked at each other, then turned around and said in unison.
"Is that what you mean?"
"Yes"
The four-winged angel surveyed the crowd expressionlessly. His mind had returned to normal, but many remnants of his memory remained. He only knew that his name was Gallus and that he had come to Earth to punish heretics at the request of Archangel Gabriel. He had forgotten everything else, just like his entire life.
"Outstanding representative of humanity, please answer my question."
Clark exclaimed in surprise, "You don't remember anything from before."
Gallus repeated his earlier words: "Human, answer my question."
""
That's such a harsh way of speaking, like a police interrogation of a criminal.
"What if I don't have it?"
Diana stepped forward: "What do you plan to do?"
Gallus raised his right hand.
"God's will cannot be disobeyed."
A beam of light as dazzling as the sun poured down, within which appeared countless spears of holy light, moving at the speed of light.
As Clark and Lon dodged the attacks, Diana lowered her head and instinctively raised her shield.
The area within a hundred meters was engulfed by intense light.
The explosions were deafening, and the ground sank as if it had been plowed, forming craters of all sizes.
The shockwave lasted for about ten seconds before stopping, and the four-winged angel Gallus withdrew his right hand and
"First Warning"
"Now answer my questions: Where is this place, and who are you?"
Diana stood up from the pit, shook off the dust, and said expressionlessly.
Do you still want to talk to him?
Clark and his wingman colleagues remained silent, gazing at the sky, their eyes burning with rage.
Chapter 1536 I Hate That Guy
As an educated five-year-old, Clark disliked using violence to solve problems, but unfortunately, reality left him with no other choice.
Gallus's behavior angered Clark and Lang; they sensed arrogance in his words, as if he were a supreme god looking down on humanity and that playfulness was a form of charity.
"I hate that guy."
Rong En said those words expressionlessly, and before he finished speaking, his face had already flown into the air.
"Be bold!"
Gallus' eyes widened in anger, and a spear of holy light appeared in his hand, pointing directly at the figure flying towards him at incredible speed.
Long En was unable to dodge in time and was struck by the spear tip.
Bang
He crushed the spear with his fist and pounded his chest.
The force of the blow was so great that Gareth instantly lost his breath, his body flying upwards as Clark, who was hurtling towards him at incredible speed, struck him in the heart.
Click!
His spine was broken, and his body turned 150 degrees in different directions. At that moment, Gallus finally remembered that the person who sealed him away was human.
Clark kicked him to the ground, and Diana raised her longsword, aiming it at his neck.
"Now it's my turn to ask."
Eternal Stone, Level 4
In order to find accurate data, the group conducted hundreds of experiments, each with a different process and various requirements. Everyone was exhausted, but Xu Fu was happy to continue.
He looks like a game enthusiast facing a challenging level, and all he has to do is defeat the final boss.
After making preliminary measurements of the wire spacing, Xu Fu began testing the sound.
Unlike silk, sound is a wave frequency that is very sensitive to spatial effects and is most easily detected in folded spaces.
At Xu Fu's request, a few people stayed behind and walked while shouting. Their voices were drawn out and echoed clearly in my ears.
Xu Fu sat in the middle, with a virtual screen floating in front of him. He calculated the orientation of the folded space based on the directions and voices of the four people. The calculation method he used was incomprehensible to ordinary people, even the best mathematicians.
The ordeal lasted for forty minutes. The screams from the crowd made her throat dry, and even Linda, the Kryptonian, felt waves of exhaustion.
Physical fatigue is nothing; mental fatigue is the most important thing.
She simply didn't have the strength to refuse.
Barry, panting heavily, couldn't help but ask...
"Boss, how much more do you want?"
Xu Fu remained silent, concentrating on his calculations. Seeing this, the four of them sat down and sighed.
Haskete clenched his fists, a series of angry thoughts flashing through his mind: he had had enough, and he didn't want to be forced to obey Xu Fu's orders anymore, even if it meant being trapped here.
He was a court priest from ancient Egypt, a powerful sorcerer with seven lives. How could you treat him like a puppet?
Anger clenched within him, gradually transforming into murderous intent. Hashit rolled over and lay on his side, casting a spell while observing the crowd out of the corner of his eye. Soon, a venomous snake woven from black mist appeared in his hand.