Mephisto maintained a strange tone.

"First of all, can you solve a small question for me-why does your body have the aura of His Majesty Lucifer? Besides, you can even use the 'Thousands of Demons Devouring Gods' that only His Majesty Lucifer can do..."

I sneered: "Ha! Do you think I'll tell you this kind of secret?"

Another strange thing—since he is a direct subordinate of Lucifer, how could he suddenly attack me, a ten-winged fallen angel with a "Lucifer scent"...

"All right…"

Mephisto stopped bothering quite simply, and shrugged seemingly indifferent.

"How about we make a deal?"

My expression remained the same, still cold and indifferent, casually flipping the magic sword on my wrist while spreading my spiritual thoughts.

"Huh... Mephisto, although you are a famous big devil, it seems that you are not qualified to make a deal with the Ten-Winged Fallen Angel? Besides, your reputation in this area is exceptionally 'loud'!"

"Hehe... that's how young people are—"

Mephisto let out a soft but soft laughter, "Oh, I don't want to do it! Listen, what I'm best at is speed!"

As soon as the voice fell, Mephisto shot out like a black lightning bolt.

"ridiculous!"

I sneered, and shadow ripples formed silently in front of me.

"It's useless!"

Snapped…

Shadow ripples shattered into the air like foam in my astonished gaze.

It really surprised me, but I have the ultimate magic weapon in my hand!

With the sword in my chest, I swiped it out, hitting the shadow in the middle.

"Did you say it? It's useless!"

Clang choke - sword...break!

Gah - Impossible!

Without taking me to think about it, the shadow hit my heart and stopped—in a terrifying pain, Mephisto's "hand" actually penetrated into my body!

pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain

"Kaha..."

My anger was boiling, but my strength was gushing out like a deflated ball.

A slightly surprised sneer came from his ears.

"Huh? Young man, are you... so fragile?" --- This is the dividing line --- PS: The story of FATE is really hard to control as I expected, or is it "quick (→_→

It's better to end it... well, that's it, soon, don't worry.

Chapter 495 Spiritual Purification

excruciating pain...shock...

Impossible Impossible Impossible Impossible - Calm - Fortunately, the body of the fallen angel may not be considered tyrannical compared to other high-level creatures in hell, but its spirit and soul can often remain calm enough!

Impossible... Vulnerability... Fear... Power... Language...

It turns out that, although the nature is probably different, but I also had this ability once...

Tsk tsk, I didn't expect, I didn't expect that I, who had just been promoted to a ten-winged fallen angel, would be fooled by this little trick that would be useless once I saw it! - A long-lost voice came from my heart.

"Aha! Master, being able to see through Mephisto's "shhh world" by his own strength really impresses me!"

"Xiaoguang...? That's what I said, but compared to Medusa's (silenced) dream and the hypnosis of the mirror, it seems that Mephisto's 'gimmick' is different in nature. What should I..."

"Well, don't worry, Master! Leave the rest to me!"

"hey-hey…"

Mephisto saw that I was motionless and breathless, so he slowly opened his mouth with a strange smile, finally revealing his true purpose.

"Hey, hand over the 'Dark Bible', compared to your life, this price is very cheap!"

"Ah…"

I chuckled softly.

"Um?"

The hand that held my heart tightened, and the voice became a little fierce.

"Young man, don't think about the Jedi fighting back, I can easily destroy your soul now!"

"The Dark Bible... Well, no matter how you know it, if you want, just show it to me yourself-"

Uh...heh—a black ray of light spewed out of my heart.

"Huh? This is...what...weird..."

Mephisto's voice became a little flustered - his hand could not be pulled out.

A treasure that cannot be measured by conventional or even extraordinary standards - the dark bible, used my spiritual power to "stick" to the enemy.

Mephisto roared in horror and anger: "You...he! Go to heaven—"

I raised my head lightly.

"It's really ugly, the great devil Mephistopheles!"

There were two flickering scarlet glows in the hollow darkness of the shadow's hood, looking at the silver streamer that swirled and condensed in my eyes with horror.

"You...why...wait, what do you want to do? Could it be..."

"Xiaoguang, it's alright."

"Good host!"

Boom - the silver glow exploded.

Obviously there is no sound, but the truth is far beyond the ear.