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Chapter 380 Humorous Stance

"Cool!"

Du Mu shouted with delight.

Now he's using cheat codes and doesn't even pretend; he maxes out all the parameters and activates all sorts of outrageous functions.

Not only did his basic attributes skyrocket, but he also unlocked a special ability that is hard to explain, allowing him to perform actions that defy the laws of physics within a limited range.

For example, just now, he punched Mammon's facial features so hard they flew off his face; this kind of operation can't be explained by common sense.

Referring to Clark's biological stance, Du Mu named it the "humorous stance."

It's unimaginable that even expired canned spinach has such power; just how potent would real canned spinach be?

Of course, more than the surge in strength, Du Mu was thrilled to be able to give Gabriel a good beating.

The face was so similar to that of the bald mage that he couldn't help but imagine Gabriel as the other man, and as a result, he became more and more comfortable fighting him.

"Now that I'm learning magic, I finally have some new material to watch to pass the time."

Du Mu glanced at the recording function running automatically in the background and chuckled.

In his mind, this footage was on par with Emma's CG, enough for him to watch tens of thousands of times without getting tired of it. "Roar!"

A roar suddenly exploded, echoing across the entire sky.

The earth trembled violently, and the distant ruins collapsed with a deafening roar, scattering debris everywhere.

Mammon burst out of the rubble and soared straight into the sky.

At that moment, his body swelled several times larger, his horns on his head lengthened and twisted into spirals, his feet became hooves with reverse joints, and a thick, long tail trailed behind him.

In addition, his skin was covered with irregular cracks, and a magma-like red light flowed within the cracks. Scorching heat waves spread out in layers, and even the surrounding air was burned and distorted.

Mammon's eyes blazed with fury as he glared at Du Mu.

He never imagined he would be in such a sorry state right after his first appearance.

The son of Satan, a man of great stature, was almost sent back to his hometown by a single punch from a human.

If he hadn't promptly infused more power to reinforce the vessel, it probably would have been physically exorcised by this human and slinked back to hell.

"I will devour your soul! As my first sacrifice upon descending to earth!"

Mammon roared furiously, and several meters of hellfire suddenly rose from his body, accompanied by a dense aura of black death.

Amidst the deathly aura, countless phantoms of hellish demons surged forth, emitting piercing shrieks. The air was thick with the stench of sulfur, as if a corner of hell had been projected onto the human world.

He swooped down, so fast that he left only a crimson afterimage, leaving a scorching trail in the air.

Hellfire rapidly condensed in his palm, instantly forming a pitchfork... no, a triangular fork, carrying terrifying heat, and thrust straight at Du Mu.

Du Mu suddenly bent down, plunging his hands into the ground beneath his feet, his back arching sharply.

The next second, he actually lifted the entire ground up, and a large section of asphalt road was snatched up and smashed down on Mammon as he swooped down.

Bang! !

Mammon smashed the oncoming asphalt block with his fork.

As the debris scattered, Du Mu had vanished without a trace.

Mammon felt a chill run down his spine and turned around abruptly. He saw that Du Mu had somehow appeared behind him, his left arm over his right shoulder, and his right arm spinning rapidly like a windmill until it was just a blurry shadow, hurtling towards his face.

Mammon had already experienced the power of Du Mu's fist, so he dared not be careless. He instantly solidified the Hellfire and surrounded his entire body, forming a natural protective barrier.

If that punch dares to land, Du Mu will definitely be consumed by the fires of hell.

Mammon's hellfire is no ordinary hellfire; it is mixed with the primal power of hell, capable of burning even the holy light of angels, let alone the flesh and blood of humans.

Mammon's lips curled into a cold smile.

Leaving aside the defensive capabilities of this move, it instantly boosted his confidence to the max.

However, the next moment, he saw the fist pass through the hellfire without any hindrance and rapidly enlarge before his eyes.

"How can this be..."

Before Mammon could finish speaking, his fist struck him squarely in the face, sending him flying backward and crashing through three buildings.

Fortunately, Constantine used magic to disperse the humans in the vicinity beforehand; otherwise, Du Mu's sin value would have increased by at least three digits after that punch.

Whoosh!

A sharp, explosive sound came from the side.

Gabriel appeared beside Du Mu, a lightsaber re-formed in his hand, and slashed at Du Mu's head with incredible speed.

Unexpectedly, Du Mu's head suddenly shrank downwards, his entire head retracting directly into his body, while the lightsaber slashed through the air.

Gabriel: (—)

This poet!?

Du Mu's headless body stretched out its arms and firmly gripped Gabriel's two wrists.

Immediately afterwards, his head sprang out of his chest and slammed into Gabriel's face with a headbutt.

Bang! !

With a loud thud, Gabriel's head was thrown back, his vision went black, and he felt dizzy.

"asshole!"

Mammon's roar came from the sky again as he hurled the trident in his hand, sending it hurtling towards Du Mu.

Du Mu glanced at it, then casually picked up Gabriel and held him in front of him as a shield.

The triangular fork struck Gabriel squarely in the buttocks, the hellfire clinging to it scorching the holy light emanating from Gabriel's body.

Mammon: ∑(°A°；)

Mammon was immediately embarrassed: "Would you believe me if I said I didn't mean it?"

"idiot!"

Gabriel's lips twitched, and for the first time, he began to doubt his own plan.

Even if Mammon were to successfully descend to Earth, with his intellect, could he really turn the world into hell?

But now there's no better option.

Gabriel's two wings curled up and she fired a dense barrage of sharp white feathers at Du Mu, forcing him to release her grip. Gabriel took the opportunity to retreat rapidly, landing right next to Mammon.

Gabriel pulled the triangular fork from his buttocks and threw it back to Mammon expressionlessly.

"This human is not simple. Let's join forces and take him down as soon as possible."

Mammon hesitated, "The two of us fighting one human? If word gets out, it could damage our reputation."

Gabriel glanced at him sideways: "Even I, an angel, don't care about this, so why would you, a demon, care?"

Besides, do you even have this?

She didn't say the last sentence, lest she admit defeat before the external enemy was dealt with.

"Too."

Mammon thought Gabriel made sense and immediately nodded in agreement.

The hellfire on his body instantly surged, turning most of the sky into a fiery cloud, and the temperature soared rapidly.

Gabriel followed closely behind, his body radiating holy light that filled the remaining sky.

Light and fire drew a clear line across the sky, one half surging with a scorching black and red sea of ​​fire, the other half shrouded in a blinding pure white light, the two completely different forces pressing down on Du Mu at the same time.

"That's right, we should have all come at once."

Faced with the two working together, Du Mu was not nervous at all; on the contrary, he was even more excited.

He's using cheat codes, so if he doesn't create some decent spectacle, then all his cheat codes will be for nothing.

"Arrogant human, you can die in peace knowing that I and Gabriel have joined forces!"

Mammon was the first to strike.

With a flap of his wings, he charged at Du Mu, carrying a triangular fork, and thrust it straight at Du Mu's chest in the same manner as Runtu stabbing a badger.

This time, Du Mu did not take the hit head-on, but dodged to the side.

He observed it briefly and noticed that the triangular fork had a structure that was low on both sides and high in the middle.

When it was stabbed into Gabriel's butt earlier, the tips of the two forks clearly went in quite a bit, so the one in the middle would have been even more penetrating. And since it was in such a clever position, who knows if it had gotten any other than blood on it.

Although angels, like goddesses, don't go to the toilet, it's better to be safe than sorry.

Now this triangular fork is an enchanted, god-level weapon, and Mammon has instantly become like Lu Bu, forced to give way.

He had just dodged when Gabriel suddenly attacked from the right, his lightsaber sweeping across and slashing at his side.

Unexpectedly, Du Mu's waist suddenly became extremely flexible, and he cleverly dodged the lightsaber like the letter C, then threw a punch at Gabriel.

Gabriel's holy light shield shattered instantly, and Du Mu's fist landed directly on her chest, sending her flying backward with a muffled groan.

"No wonder she has an angelic figure."

Du Mu felt the feedback from the fist and couldn't help but sigh.

"You dare to get distracted while fighting me!"

Seeing that Du Mu actually had time to complain, Mammon's anger level instantly reached its maximum, and he opened his mouth and spewed out a huge ball of hellfire.

As expected of the son of Satan and the ancestor of fire-wielding, this ball of hellfire directly hit Du Mu, increasing the success rate of his fire escape technique by 0.00001%.

Before Mammon could even feel excited, Du Mu's figure emerged from the hellfire, completely unharmed.

"This fire smells really strong. Did you brush your teeth before you went out?"

"What!?"

Mammon's face was filled with disbelief.

He could barely understand why Du Mu's fist could penetrate hellfire; perhaps the other party had some special means to temporarily resist hellfire.

But now Du Mu was completely engulfed by hellfire, the intensity of which was on a completely different level, and the duration was not short, yet he remained unharmed.

You should know that his hellfire can even burn away Gabriel's holy light.

But how could this human flesh and blood body withstand it?

What he didn't know was that Du Mu was protected by a fire-repelling pearl, which made him immune to any kind of fire, including hellfire, regardless of its intensity.

Of course, Du Mu wouldn't proactively explain to the enemy; he'd leave it to Mammon to guess.

"I don't believe it!"

Mammon looked completely unconvinced.

He took a deep breath, his chest bulging, and opened his mouth again to spew an even more ferocious stream of hellfire at Du Mu.

Du Mu originally wanted to take a breath, inhale the hellfire directly into his lungs, and then exhale it back, to show off a bit.

But then he remembered that it came from Mammon's mouth, and immediately dismissed the idea.

He spread his hands out and then slapped them hard.

Under the terrifying force, a gust of wind suddenly surged out from between his two palms, directly blowing the oncoming hellfire back the way it came.

Flames surged backward, smearing Mammon's face, causing his cheeks to sway wildly in the gale, his lips to fly out, revealing two rows of back teeth, and his whole body flew backward uncontrollably.

Du Mu spun wildly with his feet, actually running through the void, catching up at an extremely fast speed, and arriving directly above Mammon, his right elbow radiating a light of stored power.

Power Up - Muay Thai Warning!

Du Mu's right elbow, which had been poised for a long time, suddenly shot out.

With the added benefit of canned spinach, the power of this strike was amplified to an unprecedented level, even creating a white sonic boom cloud as the elbow tip sliced ​​through the air.

Deadly Chicken Shot!

A cracking sound came from between Mammon's legs.

"Aaaaaah!"

Screams echoed through the sky.

The pitch soared from baritone to soprano, cracking twice in the process.

Mammon plummeted straight down from the sky, crashing into the ground and kicking up a cloud of rocks and dust.

If Mammon were human, this would have been enough to disqualify him from inheriting Hell.

"Blasphemy will be punished!"

A cold voice came from behind.

What followed was an overwhelming white light.

The holy light transformed into countless fine sword energies, pouring down on Du Mu like a torrential rain.

Du Mu was instantly blasted away by the sword energy, flying hundreds of meters in the air before coming to a stop, his entire body covered in dense sword marks.

He ignored his injuries and squinted at the distance.

Gabriel hovered in mid-air, an ancient short spear appearing in his hand.

It is the legendary Spear of Longinus.

This spear was once stained with the blood of Jesus, thus gaining extraordinary power. Legend has it that its wielder can control the fate of the world, which sounds similar to that dragon-slaying sword that you get for free with a click.

However, for some unknown reason, it broke into three pieces and scattered to all parts of the world.

The short spear in Gabriel's hand was the very tip, the part most stained with the blood of the divine child.

Seeing that Du Mu's strength far exceeded his expectations, Gabriel decided to stop holding back and used this sacred artifact.

The next instant, Gabriel gripped both ends of the Spear of Longinus and pulled them outwards.

The rust on the surface of the spear peeled off layer by layer, and a pure golden beam of light extended out from the crack, quickly condensing into the missing part, and in the blink of an eye, it became a complete spear more than two meters long.

According to the rules set by God and Satan, all angels and demons who come to earth cannot descend in their true forms.

Even Gabriel, the highest-ranking archangel in Heaven, could not defy this ironclad rule, and his power on Earth was reduced by more than half.

However, the Spear of Longinus is stained with the blood of the Holy Son and contains a portion of the power from God.

Even if it breaks into three pieces, its power still far surpasses that of ordinary holy artifacts, enough to help Gabriel break through the limitations of the rules, minimize the weakening effect, and restore most of his own power.

Gabriel gripped the gun barrel tightly, and his holy light suddenly surged, making him shine like a light bulb, illuminating the entire sky as bright as day.

Four wings suddenly unfolded behind him, and another pair of wings grew out of thin air from the base.

The moment the six wings unfolded simultaneously, an irresistible divine pressure spread outwards, making it hard to breathe.

The angel unleashed her ultimate attack.

"Human, you are guilty."

Gabriel's voice became cold and solemn, devoid of any emotion.

Her pupils had turned into a molten gold color, and her originally shoulder-length short hair had grown rapidly, with her long golden hair fluttering wildly in the holy light.

Du Mu felt extremely uncomfortable looking at that face and those flowing long hair.

He sneered: "Birdman, you're the one who's guilty, guilty of crimes against humanity. You've broken the law, do you know that?"

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