Cthulhu Believers Sneak Into My House, and The San Value Goes Crazy

Chapter 526 Thanks To You, The Soul Demon's Jedi Counterattack! 【Subscribe】

"From the beginning.

The arrogant words, like steel needles, pierced the hell poet's eardrums.

The latter stared at the arrogance, trying to see a clue from the other party.

It's a pity that the arrogance is like this, and the throbbing in the other party's eyes has not changed a bit.

"You have always been a believer of the evil god!"

"Where's the soul demon?"

"He..."

The hell poet seemed to have thought of something, and then his eyes were attached to the soul demon that had turned into a sarcoma.

At this moment, the Judgment Soul Demon can no longer see the appearance of the previous step.

"Four Six Seven" looks like a den of tentacles, exuding a gloomy and evil aura all the time.

BAZAN...

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Countless cracks broke out on the opponent's body again, and then, scarlet eyes slowly opened along the cracks.

The hatred in these eyes seemed to gather all the grievances in the world, so that the moment they were locked, the hell poet's scalp exploded.

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, the empathetic arrogance took the lead with a coquettish smile, and said:

"You must have guessed it."

"That's right, the soul demon judgment at the beginning was actually not that serious."

"Even, He didn't just say that he wanted to rescue you, but he really thought so.

"Because he knows what is terrible about our Lord."

"He doesn't want to be eroded by our Lord, but unfortunately, there is no existence in this world that can resist the spiritual assimilation of our Lord, and now, thanks to you, He is perfectly integrated with the breath of our Lord."

The hell poet frowned slowly.

He can clearly see the fanaticism on the arrogant face at this moment.

As a middle-level god, the hell poet also has his own god realm, so he naturally knows that the arrogant expression at this moment can be called a true fanatic!

Fanatics!

Transformation is extremely cumbersome.

It can be said that for the gods, every fanatic is a vital existence.

Because fanatics are fearless, even at critical moments, they can act as containers for the descending of gods.

The most devout fanatic of the hell poet is a lich with demigod power.

Demigods.

In order to get the other party, the hell poet did not know how many schemes he had gone through.

And now...

What the hell poet couldn't believe was that arrogant, this calamity general from purgatory, had such crazy belief in a certain god.

What kind of existence is it that can make a true Shendu worship it?

Even, epilepsy to this extent?

At this moment, the hell poet seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked:

"Isn't it the first time you have concealed your faith?"

"Those lost dark gods..."

The hell poet wanted to stop talking, but Arrogance also thoughtfully sent out the final answer:

"I really don't know how those guys became gods. They are so strong, but they are so easy to deceive."

"Do you know their expressions before they die?"

After all, in front of the arrogance, a horizontal plane suddenly appeared......

Immediately, the face of the hell poet was reflected on the water.

The arrogant smile gradually turns cold:

"They are just like you, self-righteously controlling the overall situation, but in the end, they were dismembered and died bit by bit by me.

"I will deprive them of all divinity and divine power when they are awake, and I will not waste the corpses, I will sacrifice them to our Lord."

"And you are also a member of this sacrifice."

The Hell Poet's eyes froze, and an extremely powerful killing aura began to gather around.

When Arrogance saw this, he just blew out a breath, and all the killing breath disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Pride stares at Hellpoet:

"After talking to you for so long, do you think that you are the only one who is slowly accumulating strength?"

"Stupid and funny guy, don't forget that your enemy is not just me."

As soon as the voice fell, a 0.4 piercing sound hit suddenly, and the hell poet tried his best to avoid the attack, and when he looked up and looked forward...

But he saw that Judgment Soul Demon was already wriggling and standing directly in front of him.

Judging Soul Demon seems to have a little sense at the moment, only the killing instinct is left. He stared at the hell poet, as if cursing, and rebuked:

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Sacrifice to the Lord!"

At this moment, the spiritual defense function of Judgment Soul Demon was completely broken.

B...

Become the shape and appearance that the evil god of chaos expects!.