The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 420 Silent Hill 13
The wind was howling, the heat was unbearable, and a huge monster made of blazing red flames was the first to break through the air. Its upper body looked like a naked middle-aged man with muscular torsos, while its lower body turned into a whirlwind, with sparks and carbon ash intertwined, and no trace of legs or feet could be seen.

Such an iconic shape, coupled with a huge turban carefully wrapped with red copper sheets, and a drooping chest and a beard condensed from black smoke, a classic mythological image of a being who likes to live in an oil lamp is about to emerge.

However, the demon hunters hiding from the aftermath of the battle below shouted another name:
"Elder-level [Jinni]!"

In the mysterious system of Central Asia, a certain type of supernatural spirit between angels and demons is called "Jnn", which means fire spirit in Arabic. The existence in front of us is obviously a leader among them that has been contaminated by the magic power of hell.

The filthy dark mantra echoed, bright white flames gushed out, and boundless heat waves filled the air, even distorting the surrounding scenery, shaking open the demon-subduing net formed by the vermilion talismans.

A charming and magnetic laugh followed closely behind, and several graceful figures holding thorny whips quietly jumped out.

They have gorgeous faces comparable to beauty pageant winners, and their curvy, hot and voluptuous bodies are naked, with only some obsidian accessories hanging on their private parts. Rather than being slightly covered, it is more like being full of hints and temptations. Just standing there, they exude a temptation that makes people's blood boil.

Then, slime dripped from the slippery silver-gray skin, and a strange creature like a giant catfish shook its head and tail and swam out of the crack...

The undead troll, made of thousands of skeletons, lifted the deformed bone hammer onto his shoulders and stomped through the void...

Only a pair of bright black eyes were floating, and the rest was just a vague shadow...

A humanoid vulture with tattered and dirty feather wings, and stinking pustules bursting and oozing venom...

Dozens of high-level monsters from the lower planes showed up together, each with a powerful aura and tricky superpowers!
Not only that, as soon as they appeared, countless wormholes emitting a sulphurous smell appeared on their sides.

Little demons the size of children were holding crude iron forks, red-haired monkey-like Magogs were holding fireballs in their hands, fist-sized hell flies were shaking phosphorus powder, and countless low-level monsters were pouring out madly.

Under the servants, there are servants. This is the most troublesome unique magical power of the demons.

——Multiple summons, one person forms an army!
A tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves. Under the siege of the monster army, even the most powerful masters will have to temporarily avoid the edge...

However, faced with this offensive that was powerful enough to destroy a city, some people made disdainful comments from a professional perspective.

"You may sound impressive, but you are just a bunch of scattered people. Let me teach you how to deploy your troops!"

"boom!"

Brilliant golden light flashed like an arc of electricity, and a six-sided golden mace as thick as a telephone pole swept across fiercely, sweeping away all the demons connected to several teleportation arrays in the surrounding areas!

Lu Hetong made seals with his hands and his robe sleeves fluttered, three large black, grey and white flags fluttered behind him. Countless law enforcement officers and gods, some wearing ancient costumes and tall crowns, some wearing armor, appeared from the void along with his incantations, arranged in neat rows, as if they were heavenly soldiers and generals descending to the mortal world.

They held all kinds of weapons and magic tools, swords, halberds, talismans, and seals, divided into civil and military, each taking a position, and instantly formed a large formation, crushing the demon army and defeating them step by step.

As the master of Lushan Sect, he was confident that he was no weaker than any enemy when it came to cultivating ghosts and gods and commanding the use of human wave tactics.

Zhou Taishan laughed heartily, and his Guandao emitted thousands of golden rays of light that could destroy evil, like the blazing sun in the sky, illuminating the surrounding demons so brightly that they could not hide and fled away howling.

His figure swayed, like a towering iron tower that suddenly moved, and every step he took made the void tremble. With every move he made, he was like a general in the central army, leading many law officers and ghost soldiers to trap the enemy in prison and start a fierce fight. Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, Zhou and Lu worked together, and for a time, they were inseparable from the demon monarch with crystal yellow eyes!

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A confrontation more than ten kilometers away would be blurry and difficult to distinguish for ordinary people, but to the two sides in the fierce battle, this distance is no different from being very close.

"You lowly, inferior creatures are just like those annoying cockroaches. You can be found in every corner!"

Thousands of inky black scales exploded, transformed into serrated blades and cut with all their might, finally freeing themselves from the constraints of the crystal silk threads. The scarred Sky-Devouring Python shrank rapidly, and thick dark water gathered into a ball, transforming into a strange human figure in a nun's robe.

It looked around the battlefield and saw that its two major helpers, [Hell] were being held back, and [Fairy Tale] was only left with the power to defend after suppressing Antonio.

Although there were no facial features on his black hole-like face, one could tell how terrible the King of Ten Thousand Snakes' mood was just from the wide wounds on his chest and abdomen, and his tone that seemed to wish he could eat his flesh and sleep on his skin.

This is understandable. Even a noble Old God would fall into hysterical rage after being stabbed to death by a specially prepared restraining holy weapon and having to deal with a long-planned siege by a large number of human strongmen.

"Organization and unity are the noble virtues that allow mankind to continue forever. And you evil gods who are lingering on, you must know that there is no place for you in this era!"

The magnificent river of holy water soared and danced, and under the control of Sister Irene, it was as easy as a soft ribbon, changing unpredictably.

Although the words were spoken in a stern voice, the old lady was also extremely anxious.

Although the Catholic Church of the Holy Temple is a large and powerful organization, the manpower present is all the mobile combat power they can currently bring out:
——Even if there are millions of clergy, only a small number of them can cultivate extraordinary powers, and those who are good at fighting are even rarer.

In addition, they have to guard major dioceses around the world, which makes deployment extremely troublesome. I don't know how much effort it took to put together such a big situation today, but I still underestimated the opponent's strength.

...It's strange. The injuries caused by the blood of Saint Andrew are still there, so how come the strength of this venomous snake recovered so quickly?
The old man's mind raced, and the messy thoughts that arose in the blink of an eye were driven out of his mind by a sinister laugh.

"I said, have you forgotten something?"

The broad black wings suddenly extended, as if a giant axe was about to smash down a mountain. Before it got close, a strange magical power came, corroding the protective spells on the bodies of the people, leaving many loopholes.

The lord of this alien space, the fallen saint Alessa blinked, an innocent smile on her pale face, and her cute round-toed leather shoes flashed in front with just a slight move. Withered and smelly Madonna lilies fell from the sky and rolled towards the battle group.

Oops, I underestimated the extent of Valak's recovery and I don't have the strength to deal with her!
Sister Irene was very anxious. She did have a backup card, but she just needed time to activate it...

Just as she gritted her teeth and prepared to force her way through, an exotic palace with flying eaves, brackets, golden towers and jade platforms suddenly appeared from the side and faced the enemy.

"I will hold them off temporarily. Please hurry up and launch your attack!"

(End of this chapter)