One Thousand Three Hundred and Sixteen: The End, the Destruction of the Holy See (End)
Jason's expression was very ugly, gloomy and scary: "So, if we can do it, he will hide and wait until the time has passed before summoning the Gate of Hell? And it can also consume the power of the Holy See..."
"Maybe...what is that?"
Yan Wan sighed, turned around inadvertently, looked up, and suddenly showed surprise: "That's our base, how could..."
"What?" Jason and Gwen heard the words and left, turning their heads to look into the distance.
Suddenly, Jason's eyes suddenly dawned, and he cursed viciously: "Damn it. Murphy went there... I'll go there first..."
Before he finished speaking, he instantly turned into a stream of light, piercing the sky and flying towards the place where the accident happened.
Jason was a little anxious now. He could clearly feel that his power had been flowing away since he came to the world.
They just rushed to the fortress, rescued Yan Wan and the others, and arrived at the source of the evil energy. About 20% of his strength has been consumed.
Until now, about 30% has been consumed, and the speed is getting faster and faster.
If this continues, I'm afraid he will only be able to stay in the human world for about three minutes at the longest.
He must achieve his goal as soon as possible and kill the demon lord Murphy. Otherwise, he would have no choice but to go back in disgrace, and then he would have to accept the disappointed looks from Beauty Yunhua and the ridiculing bullshit from his companions.
"Damn Murphy, damn actor." Jason cursed secretly in his heart. He could guarantee that these things were definitely caused by the actor.
Why did a simple script reach this point?
Demon Lord Murphy's previous invasions all ended in failure. Why did you change your strategy and use tactics this time?
With this in mind, he quickly rushed back to the Holy See base.
"What the hell?"
Jason was stunned again.
Although there are many demons emerging here in the Holy See, there are even a few powerful Balrogs. But there is still no gate to hell.
So the demonic energy I saw before... was just emitted by these demons? Not the gate to hell? Where is the gate to hell?
Jason's mind was in chaos and he was completely confused. He stood in the air, looked angrily at the demons below, and slapped them to death.
He raised his eyes and looked around... there were three waves of demonic energy rising into the sky, all like the vision when the gate to hell opens.
Confederate fort?
The base of the Holy See?
In the mountains of Demon Nest?
where?
Where is it?
The power in his body was flowing away rapidly, but his heart was in a mess, and he couldn't find any clue at all. As of now, he still has 50% of his strength and has a 60% chance of winning against the demon lord.
The premise is... he can guess exactly where the gate to hell is.
——
puff!
Gwen's beautiful eyes widened and she looked at Yan Wan in shock.
The strength poured out quickly along with the blood spraying from the wound. On her deathbed, Gwen's head was as clear as ever: "Yan Huan, all this is Yan Huan's fault.
He was the one who caused the collapse of the Exorcist Guild, the one who stole the keys to the gates of hell, and the one who gave warlocks the prefix of devil. Thor was able to build an alliance against the Holy See, and it was also his fault.
The sanctuary was slaughtered, and it was him who leaked the news. Even when these waves of demonic energy erupted, mixing reality with reality and consuming the angel's power, it was him..."
Dang rang
The sword fell to the ground with a crisp and sweet sound.
Gwen smiled miserably, her eyes filled with resentment, complexity, and despair.
She covered her heart and slowly fell to the ground, dying... without even looking away from Yan Wan's face for a moment.
She wanted to see Yan Wan's guilt.
However, it didn't work out.
Those eyes were cold and calm from beginning to end, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.
Yan Wan thrust Chi Xiao into the ground with his backhand, and wiped his bloody hand on his sleeve.
Pa da
He took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and inhaled half of the cigarette, letting the acrid smoke swirl in his lungs for a long time... before he slowly exhaled it.
"I, too, just want to live..." He sighed, squatted down and stretched out his hand, gently touching Gwen's eyes so that she could rest in peace.
There was a commotion among the corpses, and a lemure limped out.
The evil demon looked at Yan Wan's back and made a hoarse voice: "I didn't expect that you would say such a thing. In the words of you humans, it should be hypocritical."
Yan Wan threw away the cigarette butt, looked at the holy light in the sky, and said softly: "Let's get started. You should be able to deal with this situation, right?"
The lemure... no, it should be said that Murphy, who descended into the body of this lemure, said lightly: "This angel has descended into the world, and so far, he has been able to persist and not go back, which is already very good."
The calculation has reached this point.
Next, it all depends on luck. If Jason didn't make the right choice, the gates of hell would open and endless demons would pour in. With his power constantly weakening, he would not be able to completely destroy the legions of hell.
Even if the Gate of Hell is destroyed, without the Holy See and the Exorcism Guild to destroy it. The stragglers have no way to fight against the remaining demons, and the gates of hell will soon reopen again.
If Jason guesses correctly, he wins and returns to the fortress.
That is also the matter of Demon Lord Murphy and has nothing to do with Yan Wan anymore.
This level of confrontation is not something he can get involved in right now, and the best way to do it is to keep it to yourself.
Anyway, even if Murphy loses, he will not die. Otherwise, they would have been slaughtered by Heaven during the previous invasions.
At that time, as the same sentence goes, Jason will leave the world after all his power has expired, and the remaining demons can regenerate their energy and open the door to hell.
At this point, Yan Wang is in an invincible position.
Of course, in order to prevent Jason from actually winning the lottery, coming here and slapping him to death, he still had to make some preparations.
——Pretending to be dead!
Yan Wang raised his sword and stepped back, looking for the pile of demon corpses. Regardless of the smell, he got in directly, leaving only two legs hanging down.
"Then, start!"
The lemure limped to the towering pile of corpses in the middle, dug out the key to the door of hell from the body, held it gently in his hand, and muttered something.
Although he didn't understand the meaning, the mere whispering into his ears made Yan Wan feel an inexplicable sense of depression. It seemed to have a strange allure, giving him the urge to turn into a demon.
"Damn it. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com" He closed his five senses, but still couldn't stop the voice. It was like the voice of his heart that sounded deep in his soul, which made him unavoidably upset.
But seeing that victory was in sight, he had to calm down and endure it, even the frequency of his heartbeat dropped to the lowest level. Coupled with the filthy demonic energy surrounding him, it was almost impossible to detect his aura.
——
"Choose one, choose one..."
Jason looked around anxiously like an ant on a hot pot.
Finally... he set his sights on the Demon Nest Mountain, which he had never been to before.
In desperation, he was ready to take a gamble and try his luck.
PS: Thanks for the 10,000 rewards from Lvtianzhi Peak, I have to wait a few days for more.
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