Chapter 1851: The Face-Changing Abyssal Demon Lord
The arrival of the Abyssal Demon Lord was completely beyond Lin Moyu’s expectations.
This was sothing he could never have anticipated.
Not to ntion that this was the Buddha Clan’s star domain, at least hundreds of thousands of light-years away from the demon’s star domain.
Moreover, they were now in a rule world. How did the Abyssal Demon Lord get here? It was simply unbelievable.
But the Abyssal Demon Lord did it, appearing here with his strange thods.
Lin Moyu’s heart skipped a beat. No wonder the Saint Lord had warned him to be cautious of the Abyssal Demon Lord.
The Abyssal Demon Lord’s thods were indeed incredibly strange and unpredictable.
The Abyssal Demon Lord laughed coldly, "Are you curious about how I found you?"
"Did you think everything would be fine after you removed my mark?"
Lin Moyu thought for a mont and had an answer, "You marked the Abyssal Dragon Demon’s scale?"
The Abyssal Demon Lord sneered, "That fool was originally my slave. Do I need to mark him?"
Indeed, there was no need for a mark. The Abyssal Dragon Demon had borrowed the original spell from the Abyssal Demon Lord, and every inch of its body was actually marked by the Abyssal Demon Lord.
The Abyssal Demon Lord could naturally find him through the dragon scale.
Lin Moyu realized he had been too careless and hadn’t considered this point.
Facing the Abyssal Demon Lord, Lin Moyu was not flustered. He held the Golden Sword in his hand, "You only ca here with a wisp of consciousness. Do you think you can kill ?"
The Abyssal Demon Lord laughed, "I am a Saint Lord. You don’t understand the terror of a Saint Lord. Even a wisp of consciousness is stronger than those peak Divine Lords."
"Moreover, I can exert the power of the Other Shore realm in a short ti, more than enough to kill you."
Lin Moyu shook his head and smiled, "I don’t think so. The Abyssal Dragon Demon couldn’t kill , and neither can your wisp of consciousness."
At this mont, a token appeared in his hand, with the character "Hao" engraved on it.
The token also emitted a faint power of rules.
The Abyssal Demon Lord laughed, "The token of Saint Lord Hao can construct a virtual realm, right? It can indeed let you live a little longer, but..."
Before he finished speaking, another token appeared in Lin Moyu’s hand.
This ti, it was the token of Saint Lord Sha, with a trace of soul aura on it.
Saint Lord Sha had divided a trace of his soul into the token. As a Saint Lord, Saint Lord Sha was not much weaker than the Abyssal Demon Lord.
One side was just a wisp of consciousness, while the other had a soul presence. It was clear who was stronger.
Lin Moyu sneered, "How about now? Still confident?"
The Abyssal Demon Lord’s Abyssal Fla flickered violently, "You are ruthless. These guys are protecting you well."
"This ti, I really can’t kill you. But I never intended to kill you. I want to make you my slave."
The Abyssal Fla surged, and a mass of dark green fla left his body, slowly floating in the air.
The fla flickered, emitting an aura of origin.
Lin Moyu’s eyes narrowed, and a chill ran down his spine. He felt that this fla was not a good thing and contained the aura of an original spell, more terrifying than the power of rules.
The Abyssal Demon Lord said coldly, "Are you scared? This is my original fla. It can burn your soul and destroy your intelligence."
"If I want you to live, you will live. If I want you to die, you won’t survive."
"Once it envelops you, you can only beco my slave."
As he spoke, the Abyssal Demon Lord pointed, and the original fla instantly disappeared.
Lin Moyu’s heart sank. He could sense that the original fla was flying towards him in a way he couldn’t understand.
He instinctively wanted to use the token.
At this mont, a fist-sized fragnt of stone flew past his eyes, and a fla exploded where it passed.
The original fla was directly extinguished.
Lin Moyu breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he was safe.
The Abyssal Demon Lord let out a sharp scream, "Who is it!"
No one answered, and the Abyssal Demon Lord seed to sense a trace of unease.
Lin Moyu said, "Do you know where this is?"
"Where is this?" The Abyssal Demon Lord looked around and finally noticed sothing was wrong.
As a Saint Lord, he quickly recognized where he was.
"This is a rule world. You are in a rule world."
"Damn it, how can this be a rule world."
A Saint Lord’s rule world is mysterious and dangerous.
No Saint Lord would willingly enter another’s rule world. The rules in the rule world are determined by its owner, and other Saint Lords would be greatly restricted if they entered.
The Abyssal Demon Lord never expected Lin Moyu to be in soone else’s rule world.
But the next mont, he realized sothing was wrong.
"This rule world has a problem. It seems its owner is already dead."
"This is a dead Saint Lord’s rule world. This is a great opportunity."
He turned to Lin Moyu, "Tell where this rule world is, and I won’t kill you. I can even give you many benefits."
The change was too sudden, and Lin Moyu even heard a trace of flattery in the Abyssal Demon Lord’s tone.
The rule world is very important to a Saint Lord!
Lin Moyu concluded that if it weren’t important, the Abyssal Demon Lord wouldn’t react this way.
He could even put aside his hatred and offer benefits.
But...
Lin Moyu looked at the Abyssal Demon Lord as if he were an idiot, "Is your brain burned by the Abyssal Fla?"
The Abyssal Demon Lord’s tone softened, "Of course not. There are no absolute friends or enemies in this world. As long as you tell the location of the rule world, I can give you many benefits."
"I can even swear never to trouble you in the future and avoid you when I see you."
The better his attitude, the more vigilant Lin Moyu beca.
At this mont, Lin Moyu saw sothing else. He looked behind the Abyssal Demon Lord, "If you want to know, ask him yourself."
The Abyssal Demon Lord turned his head in confusion.
He saw a giant stone statue striding over, the ground trembling, and the statue emitting terrifying power.
Even from a distance, the Abyssal Demon Lord’s aura was completely suppressed, and the Abyssal Fla kept shrinking, as if it would extinguish at any mont.
"This is..."
The Abyssal Demon Lord’s voice carried a trace of fear. He felt that the approaching statue was extrely terrifying.
Countless giant stones flew and gathered in the statue’s hand, forming a huge black stick.
Without a word, the Black Stone Supre swung the stick and smashed it down.
"No!"
The Abyssal Demon Lord let out a scream, and his wisp of consciousness was instantly obliterated.
The power of a Supre far exceeded that of a Saint Lord, especially since the Abyssal Demon Lord’s wisp of consciousness had no chance of resistance.
"All aliens should die!" The Black Stone Supre roared, looking at Yu Qingrou.
His eyes were cold, filled with killing intent, scaring Yu Qingrou pale, her whole body trembling, not daring to move a finger.
Lin Moyu took half a step forward, pulling Yu Qingrou behind him, "Senior, you are still alive."
The Black Stone Supre looked down at Lin Moyu, "You are not bad. Why are you with an alien?"
Lin Moyu smiled, "It’s a long story. She is my friend and an ally of our Human Race, a friend, not an enemy."
The Black Stone Supre snorted, and Yu Qingrou suddenly trembled, her whole body going limp and fainting.
This snort directly knocked her unconscious.
The Black Stone Supre said in a low voice, "Give a reason!"
The implication was clear: if Lin Moyu couldn’t convince him, Yu Qingrou would also die!
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