Chapter 348: Hell Projection
A fist against a fist!
Although the first confrontation between the two seed to be huge, in reality, no one used their full strength. They only used pure strength to carry out a simple test.
The result of this test made phisto's heart sink. For Lod to choose to take this punch head on, and to be unscathed, undoubtedly made him feel a little surprised.
"It seems that I have underestimated you."
phisto's blazing eyes revealed a trace of astonishnt. He looked down at the tiny Lod and said, "You can actually block a punch from . No wonder you can beco a Lord of Hell."
"Actually, I'm not very good at physical skills. Why don't we switch to another thod?" Lod shook his slightly numb arm. Fighting with a white fist was his weak point. It was indeed a bit difficult to fight a demon's physical body head on.
"That's exactly what I want!"
phisto thought that he was being humble, and his lips curled into a sinister smile. He agreed to Lod's suggestion.
In fact, demons were generally not good at close combat. Although they all had powerful physical bodies, most demons were better at all kinds of evil magic.
"Gates of Hell!"
phistopheles chanted an evil incantation and grabbed hollow Kong in front of him with both hands, pulling him slowly like the curtain of a theater.
Chi La -
A crack suddenly appeared in hollow's space, and then it was pulled away by phisto. Then, a thick darkness surged into the world like a tide, gradually spreading out in front of everyone!
In an instant!
A thick, blood-red light fell from the sky, covering the entire Holy Fan Gang!
In the next mont.
The environnt they were in suddenly changed. Endless blood mist covered the world, and the sll of the wind made people want to vomit. Looking at it, there were mountains of bones.
Other than the desolate area under their feet, the rest of the place was like red-hot iron, emitting a hot and hot red earth.
As far as the eye could see, the entire crimson earth was covered in crisscrossed, huge canyon gorges. The burning hellfire illuminated the sky red.
Countless ferocious demons let out a dull roar, constantly coming from the depths of the canyon cracks.
"Is this... hell"
Johnny couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, but it was poured into his nose by the rich sll of blood. His stomach was in a ss, and he almost vomited.
"This is not hell, at least... not the real hell!" Carter Slade frowned and shook his head.
It must be known that the latitude, composition of matter, energy, and rules of hell and the human world were all different. No matter how strong phisto was, it was impossible to summon hell to the human world, otherwise he would have been invincible in the world!
But even if this was not the real hell, the buff effect on phistoreally existed, and it was quite terrifying!
Johnny swallowed his dry saliva and asked, "Carter, do you think... he can beat phisto?"
... I don't know, but there is not much hope.
Carter Slade looked at Lod with a little worry in his eyes. "There are very few people who can truly defeat phisto. Even if the other party is a Lord of Hell, it is not possible."
"Why?" Johnny asked curiously.
"Because... we are now in phisto's hell. All matter and energy here are under his control." Carter sighed and said, "Fighting phisto here is equivalent to fighting against the power of the entire hell!"
"Then wouldn't he lose for sure? Should I go and help?" Johnny's tone was a little anxious. If Lod lost, phisto would definitely not let the two of them go!
"Don't go. This level of battle is not sothing we can interfere in." Carter shook his head and stopped Johnny from thinking. He said bitterly, "Unless you can beco a knight with blue flas, you should stay here obediently."
Hearing this, Johnny was slightly stunned. Then, he asked in a puzzled tone, "Isn't this used to deceive the Black Heart Demon? Is there really an Ghost Rider with blue flas?"
"I didn't lie to him." Carter Slade seed to be recalling sothing, and a deep fear flashed through his eyes. "The Ghost Rider who controls blue flas... once existed. That was our true form, and not like now, we beca phisto's lackeys!"
"Uh... Then do you have a way to make
the skeleton of the blue fla you ntioned?" Johnny asked tentatively.
"No." Carter shook his head decisively. He looked at Johnny speechlessly and said, "If I had a way, I would have used it long ago. Would it be your turn to do it?"
"... Makes sense." Johnny was speechless for a mont. After a mont of silence, he suddenly asked, "Then how did you know about the blue fla?"
"Because... it was an agreent."
Carter did not explain in detail. He seed unwilling to explain too much on this issue. He changed the topic and said, "Now is not the ti to discuss this. If that man loses, I'm afraid we will all die here!"
Seeing that Carter was unwilling to say more, Johnny did not force him. Instead, he turned his eyes to the two sides who were confronting each other.
Within the roiling blood mist and fla waves of the nearby hell, the area within a radius of tens of ters around Lod seed to be a pure land.
"Lod Carl, I'll let you experience what kind of terrifying power a Demon King that controls a hell dinsion possesses!" phisto was stepping on the scarlet earth that was as hot as a soldering iron, and his aura had even surpassed that of Big Boss' experts under the constant increase of the power of hell.
The next mont.
phisto grabbed the empty space in the air with his bare hands. Endless waves of blood seed to be pulled up and rolled up, turning into a red trident in his palm. It was like a blood-colored teor that tore through the sky, striking towards Lod in front of him!
Boom!
The entire hell instantly shook, and the blood clouds within a hundred li exploded one after another. The earth cracked open as if it had suffered a heavy blow. The endless sea of blood roared, transforming into a huge wave that covered the sky and covered the earth as it pressed down!
Facing the surging sea of blood, Lod, who was dressed in black, had a calm expression. He quietly pressed a hand on the handle of sword who was at his waist.
"Eight Thousand Style Zanjutsu!"
Qiang!
A long, light cry of sword resounded through the boundless blood sea like the roar of a dragon.
Then, the cold white light wrapped with endless killing intent exploded with an extrely sharp and unstoppable force. In a thousandth of a second, it swept across the entire hell like a hazy waning moon!
The vast and mighty sea of blood was actually cut apart by this waning moon!
Dong!
Lod took another step forward. His right hand, sword, was like the moon in the sky, slashing down from above!
"Eight Thousand Style - Zanjutsu - Full River Star!"
The crescent moon emitted a hazy brilliance. Endless sword light followed the montum, gathering specks of light that shone like stars. It was like a galaxy that hung from the nine heavens, pouring down majestically towards phisto!
"Childish! Only a child would play with this kind of thing!"
phisto let out a cold snort, as if he was mocking Lod for overestimating his own abilities. He stabbed the crescent moon with both hands, and the flas of hell wrapped around the tip of the fork, transforming into a roaring fla dragon that crashed into the crescent moon!
Rumble!!!!
The flas collided with the crescent moon, and an earth-shattering explosion erupted!
The visible fla waves carried the fierce sword astral winds, and it was like a sea of billions of dragons and snakes that gathered together. It tore open the scorching earth like a soldering iron, and the enormous pillar of air that shot into the sky directly shattered the bloody cloud!
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