Chapter 415: Lust~Lord of Desire Asmondith

Without the demon generals holding back the Imperial Guards and the Fire of the Ring of the Prairie, the Abyss Army was immediately defeated, and the Abyss Demon fled everywhere without discipline. The originally spreading black and red fog slowly dissipated with the retreat of the Abyss Army.

Hell burst out with sounds, chasing the abyss behind, slaughtering the escaped abyss demons.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, the cold wind no longer stopped and walked towards the battlefield deeper. "Eurinomo, Lilith, Talia, Nok, Wen, Ryan, urging the members of the Imperial Guard to block the Abyss Army, and the others advanced in."

After Han Feng spoke, Ano simply refused to change back to the figure. He directly ran around the army in the abyss with the posture of a fire kirin, forcing a passage to the depths for everyone.

Han Feng and the other six followed Arnold tightly and quickly moved deeper.

"Although these demon generals are good, they are still too weak. The gap between the lord and the demon general is too big." Sheila casually killed a shadow demon who was preparing to attack, and said with regret.

"There are fourteen demon kings above the twenty-one demon generals. Their strength is very strong and far from comparable to that of the demon generals! I have encountered a demon king before, and the opponent lost after only three moves, but at that time, I was only at the peak of level nine. If I met him again, I would never lose!"

Vimesho shook his head and looked solemnly toward the depths of the battlefield.

When I think of the experience of being almost killed in front of the Abyss when he just became the Knight of Death, I was full of anger. If it weren't for another Knight of Death, I'm afraid he would be a pile of dead bones in front of the Abyss.

The moment before, Vimesh was still firm and said that he would never lose to him, but the next moment, his tone suddenly softened again. "It's just that it's not easy to win him. The abyss demons who have used the power of the lord are very troublesome."

"Is that true? The lord cannot beat it for the time being, so it should be no problem to fight with the Demon King!"

Sheila suddenly looked forward to fighting the demon-level abyss demon. After all the revenge in his heart was put aside, the fighting enthusiasm from the bottom of his bones was completely released, even without any reduction.

Now Sheila will never miss any opportunity to experience the battle.

Although Brutal War did not speak, he, who was also a fighting maniac, was full of expectations like Sheila. This could be seen from his red eyes. The enemy that was solved with just six swords did not allow him to enjoy it.

"The body structure of the demon general is very special. I don't know what the demon king has special. I'm really looking forward to it!"

Trafal was holding a relatively large piece of flesh and blood in his hand, slowly chopping it up and saying to himself. His words made the people around him subconsciously leave a few steps away. Trafal's hobbies were different from those of normal people.

"Hehe! I like beauty the most. If you are willing to serve me, I promise you can eat delicious food and drink spicy food in the future!" A fat man with three different races stared at the shabby goddess servants in front of him in a daze.

The three gods, the god of violent, the god of artifacts, and the god of poison, stood in front of several god servants with a little consolation. Compared with the god servants, the injuries they suffered were even more serious.

This situation occurs because the lord in front of him is the most notorious lustful lord in the abyss, Asmondith. In the previous battles, every time he attacked the female divine servant, he fell on his clothes, which is why several female divine servants did not cover their clothes.

Asmondith's mount, a real abyss demon dragon, was staring at the bodies of several female servants with lust, just like his master. Over the years, Asmondith had eaten meat, and it drank soup a lot.

"Asmondis, since you dare to appear in hell, you don't have to go back to the abyss!" The violent god stared at Asmondis, who was sweeping around the divine servant with a gloomy face.

"Hehe, even you dare to say this to me. If the God of Death is here, I might be afraid of it, but the God of Death is not in hell at all. I am still afraid of you inferior gods? But then again, you inferior gods have good eyes. Tsk, look at how beautiful these gods are! I just don't know if the figure under the clothes are good! You all take the initiative and tear all the torn clothes on your body, and look at them annoying!"

Asmondith curled his lips disdainfully, completely ignoring the God of Furious, and his eyes were still staring at the exposed skin of several goddess servants, wishing that all his clothes would disappear in an instant.

The head in the middle with a crown was full of sarcoma with a smug face and a nausea. As his mouth opened and closed, the sarcoma trembled. With his gray-purple skin, it made people feel disgusted at a glance. But he himself felt good and was not ashamed of at all.

Without taking action, just looking at Asmondith's face, the several god servants lost their desire to fight.

"Hehe, since you beauties are shy and don't want to come over, then I will do it myself. Come! Let the lord see your figure!" Seeing that everyone was unmoved, Asmondith slapped the demon dragon under his butt. The demon dragon immediately spread its wings and flew up, and rushed towards the positions of several goddess attendants.

The three violent gods stared at Asmondith.

"I hate the disappointed people the most! Forget it! Kill you first and be intimate with you slowly."

Asmondith originally had three heads, one in the middle was a human head, with a gorgeous crown, while the other two were sheep's heads and cow's heads. No matter how you look, these two heads did not seem to grow naturally, but instead seemed to be hung on both shoulders. The strangest thing is that the eyes of both the cow's heads and the sheep's heads were sewn on needles and threads and could not be opened.

At this moment, the sheep head and cow head's eyelids on their shoulders suddenly moved, as if they wanted to open their eyes, but they were unable to do so. After struggling for a while, the sheep head and cow head gave up and made a sharp roar from their mouths. Countless sound waves turned into physical blades, slashing towards the oncoming three gods.

The three gods seemed to be quite afraid of this seemingly powerless sound blade, and did not touch it and dodge it.

This flash Asmondith seized the opportunity and suddenly appeared among the three gods. The sword in his hand stabbed the back of the poisonous god. The two heads on the left and right shoulders suddenly opened their bloody mouths, and their necks stretched several times, biting at the artifacts and the violent gods.

"Bang!" Two ferocious mouths gathered together fiercely, making two numb and numb collisions. Even at the moment when the two rows of sharp teeth collided, a series of sparks burst out.

What's strange is that the artifacts and the violent god had been bitten off in the mouth of the sheep's head and the bull's head, but the two had no expressions changed, and the poisonous god was also pierced by Asmondith's heart.

Asmondith flattened his mouth disdainfully and said in a pissy voice: "Damn it! It's the illusion that makes people unable to see through! Don't force me to open my eyes!"

As Asmondith said, the next moment, the figures of the three gods cracked like glass and scattered all over the ground.

However, the real body of the Three Gods appeared in the distance with an ugly expression, this disgusting fat man!

Although he looks vulgar, has no strength, and is very nervous, he is actually so strong that he is very careful and has a meticulous mind. Even the beast under his seat is not a good scum. If it weren't for the artifacts just now, the three gods might have been attacked.

The fight was not enough, so everyone could only drag it like this, and wait for the other gods and demons to clean up, and work together to solve Asmondith. At least six gods must join forces to stabilize Asmondith.

The artifact took the time to look at the other gods behind him, and his face was a little painful. The other nine gods and divine servants were all dragged by the fourteen demon kings and demon generals, and they still had the upper hand in the abyss.

The absence of death is really a fatal injury to everyone's morale.

Asmondith naturally noticed the small movement of the artifact, raised his eyebrows and revealed two canine teeth. "Hehe, are there anyone else who is supporting him? Don't think about it, you should think about whether to commit suicide after being defeated or choose to serve the lord. The lord led the team himself, the 14 Demon Kings and twenty-one Demon Generals were all out, and it's not enough to deal with you twelve inferior people?"

Asmondith said, continuing to move towards several female servants.

It is strange that the shabby servants in the sacred clothes were not guarded, and they were pressed tightly against each other, not daring to move at all, as if they could not see the surrounding scene.

"Stop him!" The artifact's eyes were full of cold light. Two of the four trapped divine servants were his subordinates. Now Asmondiz wants them to take action, how could the artifact agree? The three gods rushed up again.

"Hehe, I'm afraid you won't come. As long as you come over, I will always have a chance to kill you! Then enjoy the beauty in front of you three!" Asmondith once again let out the signature smirk, staring at the three gods rushing towards him.

Asmondith turned his back to the three gods, stretched out his long sword, and pointed at the best-looking divine servant, trying to tear apart the few pieces of cloth on her body.

The three gods became "一" in the shape of "公" and quickly approached, with the target pointing directly to Asmondith's back heart.

The moment the attack came, the four trapped divine servants suddenly moved, as if they had signs of getting out of trouble.

Before the Three Gods could be puzzled, what happened, Asmondith suddenly turned around, stretched out his hand with joy, grabbed the void where there was nothing, and grabbed something with a fierce grip.

"Haha! I've caught you!" Asmondith's face was gloomy, and the demon dragon's tail under his butt broke the artifacts of the three gods. At this time, the figure caught by Asmondith also appeared. The artifact god stared at Asmondith's other two heads in shock.

The eyes that were originally sewn on the needle and thread had been opened at some point, and their eyes were filled with dazzling red light. Under this red light, it seemed as if nothing had escaped.

Sheep Head and Cow Head stretched their necks again, their sharp-toned mouths wide open, and bit them from left to right. The god of poisonous and violent were forced out in a mess.

"The trick of the inferior god is vulnerable in the eyes of the Lord! I have accepted your divine character!" Asmondith's face, full of sarcoma, was filled with pride, and excitedly raised the long sword in his hand and slashed at the artifact god who was restrained by him.

The God of Artifacts wanted to break free from Asmondith's palm, but this fat man was more powerful than he looked. His arm was caught by him as if he was pinched and could not break free even if he died.

What made him even more helpless was that a strange energy spread rapidly along his arm to his whole body, and most of his body's power disappeared in an instant. At this time, even if he wanted to cut off his arm and retreat.

The God of Artifacts smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, and saw that he was about to become the first god to fall in this war.

"Huh? What is this?"

Just as the sword was about to cut off the head of the Artifact God, a bowl-sized black hole appeared in front of Asmondith, and then a fist covered with blue scales emerged from it, hitting him hard on the fat face in the middle. Asmondith had only time to ask a question and was beaten away.

The demon dragon felt the weight on his back change, and turned his head in confusion, but found that the fat man on his back was gone. A strong man staring at his fist with disgust and kept muttering something relaxedly stood on his back.

The demon dragon is also a dragon, so naturally it will not let people stand on their backs casually, and immediately let out an angry roar, and a mouthful of abyss dragon breath sprayed towards the strong man behind him.

The dragon breath accurately wrapped the strong man in it. The demon dragon was proudly appreciating its dragon breath. One foot suddenly broke its dragon breath and kicked it hard on his chin, blocking its second half of the dragon breath in its mouth. This kick even cracked his chin.

"The bastard dragon, who is not even a dragon breath, dares to be arrogant in front of me. It's really a matter of seeking death."

The person who came was naturally Serik. After Serik beat Asmondith away with one punch, he complained bitterly.

"This fat man's fatty meat is so disgusting. Look at my fists..."

Then the space around Serik fluctuated, and Han Feng's mother appeared beside Serik, waved her hand, and signaled Serik to take his fist away.

Since Serik did not expect that Asmondith's body was so hard to beat. With all his strength, the person was knocked away. However, many of the gray-purple sarcoma on his face exploded at the moment when the two collided, and most of the things that exploded from the evil sarcoma were stuck in Serik's fingers...

Xulik felt very regretful. He had known that he would have wrapped a layer of ice on his fist before putting it on.


Chapter completed!