Hell has invaded, but my Hextech is invincible!

Chapter 66 I Can Fight You All Day (Subscription bonus sent, please subscribe now)

"An illusion is just an illusion." Hextech slowly walked to the man-eating flower, but his gaze did not look at it. Instead, he stared straight ahead, pretending to "lock on" the Night Demon in front of him.

You can't fool me!

Seeing this, the Night Demon's phosphorescent powder ignited into sparks, and it frantically flapped its wings, trying to kill Hextech.

Hextech staggered, appearing as if he had been misled by the illusion.

Just as the Phantom Night Demon relaxed his guard, he suddenly stood up and delivered a fierce whip kick!

The whip kick landed precisely on that scarlet heart-shaped steel mark!

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the entire emerald green garden illusion collapsed and shattered instantly, and the surroundings once again turned into a purgatory scene raging with green flames.

The Phantom Night Demon was kicked dozens of steps away, one of its moth wings was shattered, and its body rolled on the ground more than a dozen times before finally coming to a stop.

It clutched its throbbing body, its eyes wide with disbelief: "How is this possible?!"

"How could you see through my illusion?"

Hextech gave it no chance to react and charged straight at it.

In his terror, the Night Demon once again activated his illusionary abilities!

In an instant, the surrounding scene changed drastically again, turning into ruins of broken walls and rubble. Countless hellhounds and monsters surged out from the corners of the ruins, their scarlet eyes fixed on Hextech, ready to attack at any moment.

"This time, you won't be as lucky as before!" The roar of the Phantom Night Demon came from all directions of the ruins.

From top to bottom, the demons of hell range from the highest being the ruler of hell to the lowest being ordinary demons.

As an ordinary demon who has just escaped the animalistic class, he is also incredibly stupid.

They are not qualified to invade the human world on their own; they can only remain in hell, serving their respective demon lords, hoping to transform into true demons.

The vast majority of ordinary demons are expendable and will eventually perish completely in the endless infighting among their own kind.

He lived a life without a name or surname, and after his death, he left not even the slightest trace of his existence.

This is precisely why ordinary demons are inherently shallow-minded and simple-minded. They don't have the right to engage in scheming and plotting; that's a privilege reserved for true demons.

Even a demon like the Night Demon, who is skilled at manipulating illusions, is quite foolish.

They fail in the same place and stubbornly insist on trying again, without any strategy.

Hextech glanced at the hellhounds eyeing him menacingly around him, his gaze quickly sweeping across the entire area.

He quickly locked onto the hellhound huddled at the back, baring its teeth but not daring to approach. On its forehead, the mark of Heartsteel was flashing, and the black dot was becoming increasingly solid.

Very good, as expected, illusions do not trigger Heart of Steel.

The next moment, all the hound illusions conjured by the Night Demon pounced on Hextech.

The illusion created by the Night Demon possessed real destructive power. Hextech did not confront it head-on, but calmly moved and dodged the waves of attacks amidst the ruins.

At this moment, the Phantom Night Demon seemed to confirm that the fact that his true form had been exposed earlier was just a coincidence.

"You're doomed!" The Phantom Night Demon's maniacal laughter echoed from all directions.

"I knew it! You were just lucky!"

While dodging a hound attack, Hex accidentally slipped and rolled down a stone slab slope to the side.

He sprang to his feet and, like an arrow released from a bow, charged straight at the hound whose head was adorned with black stars.

The Night Demon was horrified at the sight. Its dog-like face was filled with panic. It dared not linger and ran wildly on all fours into a pile of ruins. Then it quietly reappeared from the other side.

Through a clever maneuver, it had successfully switched places with its illusion, moving its true form to the pack of hounds behind it, while the fake form stood atop the ruins. "Come on!"

Hex tilted his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the hound with a noticeable bald patch on its head: "Stop pretending."

"You're the bald one!"

The Phantom Night Demon froze, its tail instantly bristling: "You...you guessed?"

It immediately changed its form again and fled in all directions.

Hex then turned his gaze to another hunting dog with yellowish fur.

"Stop hiding! You're the yellow dog with the short tail."

"You cheated!" the Phantom Night Demon roared shrilly.

It switched illusions again, and all the hounds instantly became identical.

"Try guessing again if you dare!" The Night Demon seemed like a gambler who had lost everything and was determined to settle things with Hextech.

Hextech caught a glimpse of a dilapidated old flagpole beside him, its shaft gleaming with a massive Heartsteel red star.

Heart Steel's cooldown time is up.

He yanked the flagpole that was still pretending to be dead.

"He even understands that the most dangerous place is the safest place!" Hex couldn't help but complain.

"Hiding right under my nose? You've got some brains, but not enough."

The flagpole trembled violently, from which came the piercing scream of the Night Demon: "Impossible!!"

"How could you have found me!"

There's such a big red star above your head, who can't see it?

Hextech wasted no time, charging up a powerful punch that rang out.

In an instant, all the illusions around them vanished.

All that remained in his hand was the corpse of a giant moth-shaped Night Demon.

Given his current height of over six meters, this moth is not considered particularly large.

With a mournful howl, the Phantom Night Demon's body transformed into countless sparks and vanished completely.

This demon excels at creating illusions, but its direct combat strength is far inferior to that of the Flame Demon. It has a health of just over 20,000, which can be dealt with in a single punch.

However, if a human crusader or an elite UFSAT squad were to encounter it, their fate would likely be even more tragic than if they were to face the Balrog.

Ordinary humans and warriors do not have the special ability to break through illusions, nor are they blessed by divine grace; they can only rely on instinct and experience to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Unless accompanied by professional priests, even hundreds of thousands of ordinary soldiers could not threaten the Night Demon.

At this moment, Hextech realized even more the importance of the church in this world.

It's no wonder that the Church can control the highest secular power. Without superpowers like the Holy Register, humans would have no chance against even ordinary demons with their own strength.

At this moment, the stone bridge and stairs leading to the upper level reappeared in front of him.

Hextech stepped forward, and as soon as he entered the third level of purgatory, the surrounding hellfire had already turned a deep, dark red.

The burning power surged, and Hextech's flesh charred and curled at a visible speed, with thick smoke rising from his body. His hair was burned away, and his eyebrows turned to ashes.

In an instant, excruciating pain that penetrated to the bone swept through his entire body, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

Health points are dropping by 500 points per second!

After passing the first two levels, he still had more than 170,000 health points left.

At this rate of health loss, he can only last for six minutes at most.

But Hextech's attention was drawn to a blue scepter floating in the middle of a sea of ​​fire.

The scepter constantly emitted strange energy ripples, and Hextech could confirm at a glance that this was the cornerstone of the Gates of Hell.

found it!

Hextech charged forward. But the crimson flames seemed to possess intelligence, surging up and wrapping around him, frantically gnawing at his flesh, trying to stop him from getting close to the scepter.

However, even when Hextech was burned black all over, he did not stop in the flames that could melt steel instantly.

Just as his hand was about to touch the scepter, a pale, slender arm grabbed his arm.

Not moving at all.

"Uninvited guests have tampered with the owner's collection without permission!"

"That's not very polite!"

Hextech's eyes moved with difficulty as he used his remaining vision to look at the person who had just arrived.

It was a young man floating in the air, wearing a blue robe and a scholar's hat, with thick round-framed glasses perched on his nose. He had a refined and scholarly air, more like a scholar in a library or a professor at a university.

"Kalodos." Hex's vocal cords were burned by the flames, making his voice hoarse and dry.

Calodos wore a cold smile, but his eyes held a furious rage.

"Horus, you have given me a wonderful surprise."

Hex didn't want to waste any more words, and slammed his other hand down on the scepter.

Despite his seemingly nimble frame, Calodos possessed an immense, unshakeable strength in his arm, firmly blocking his other hand.

"You underestimate me far too much," Calodos said with a half-smile.

"You really do have a secret; you've become like this in just a few hours!"

"Not only did they kill my two stupid servants, but they also ventured into the third level of hellfire!"

"I admit, I underestimated you before!"

"But don't forget, I am the Demon Lord who rules over this region."

As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of immense demonic power erupted from his body. Hextech's charred body instantly peeled away another layer of charred flesh, as if his entire body had been forcibly thinned.

He couldn't help but take two steps back, his feet landing on a pile of charred remains.

"How much longer can you hold out?" Carlodos was extremely satisfied.

Hex flashed his gleaming white teeth.

"I can play with you all day long."

Calodos couldn't help but burst into shrill, maniacal laughter: "Hahahaha!"

"Are you deceiving yourself? You can't even do thirty—" He looked at that imposing figure and silently changed his words.

"He couldn't even last three hundred breaths!"

"Even your arrival here was part of my plan, hahaha!"

Kalodos's smile lacked any real conviction. Although Hextech was burned beyond recognition, his life force was thicker than that of an ordinary demon and stronger than that of a typical paladin, yet he lacked the flesh and blood of the cursed one.

Strangely, there are traces of the cursed imitation, but they are very faint, so faint that they are almost undetectable.

Kalodos was initially just curious about Hextech.

After all, some random human could pronounce its real name.

He couldn't sense any special holy talisman from Hex, and although he could try to invade it with his mental power, he couldn't succeed, as if something was protecting his consciousness.

Moreover, this human was able to see through his true form. It was originally good at playing tricks and scares, but Hextech disrupted its rhythm and made it lose face. At that time, its feelings towards Hextech turned into anger, and it planned to torture him properly after opening the gates of hell.

But Hex didn't give it a chance, leading the Church and the United Front to disrupt the Adventist rituals, which enraged it to death.

What it hated most was that the offering it had meticulously planned for so long was intended to be a sacrifice to the High Heaven.

A once-complete human city has been reduced to a half-baked mess due to Hextech's intervention.

It's caught between not eating and not eating.

What's even more frustrating is that, in order to forcibly open the gates of hell, it was forced to become the supporting vessel for the passage between the two worlds, its physical body enduring the pressure of the rules of the real world and the friction of space, suffering torment in a cycle of constant fragmentation and painful rebirth.

Having finally opened the gates of Hell, it sent one of its true-name demons to the mortal realm ahead of schedule, just to block Hextech.

It succeeded. Hextech was left at the Gates of Hell. As long as the Gates of Hell expand a second time, it can descend in its true form. Then, Hextech will be at its mercy.

Just as it was fantasizing about how to torture and torment this despicable man, he actually joined forces with that lustful demon!

Calodoston panicked immediately.

As the one who opened the gates of hell, it knew roughly what was happening in the outside world and was prepared for the invasion of the spire. So it spent a great deal of money to send two servant demons into the spire to stop them.

However, Hextech did not immediately storm the spire. Instead, it slaughtered a large number of monsters in a short period of time in a way that Hextech could not understand at all.

To be honest, those monsters were nothing more than snacks to Kalodos when he had nothing else to do. Even if they were all added together, they wouldn't be worth a single finger of his.

He had initially thought Hex was simply wasting his time and was trying to figure out how to phrase it to give him a good laugh.

The more he looked, the more alarmed he became. Hextech smashed these ants with his fists, and with each one he smashed, his life force increased.

In just over two hours, he transformed from an ordinary human, only slightly stronger than a monster, into a giant over six meters tall.

The vital energy has increased dozens of times!

Throughout the endless history of Hell, there have been precedents of monsters ascending to become demons, but such a feat is a miracle that occurs only once in a billion, requiring the convergence of various favorable conditions, karmic connections, and even the personal blessing of a demon god.

Hextech, through sheer brutal killing and a "ritual" that he considered incredibly crude, gained unimaginable power.

Could it be that he has some unknown connection with that crimson monarch from another subspace?

At that point, he started to panic.

It quickly tried to control the monster away from Hex to avoid giving him a free kill, but it was too late.

Hextech has broken in.

Kalodos thought the two demons could hold him off for a while, but he didn't expect that he would break through to the third level in less than two minutes.

Calodos's true form is currently stuck in the interdimensional gap, unable to move. Only a portion of its essence remains here, and its power is very limited, less than one-fiftieth of its original strength.

A six-meter-tall, charred and unrecognizable undead giant, more terrifying than most demons, charged toward it.

It panicked completely.

This was absolutely not in the plan! It should be said that ever since Hextech appeared, its plans have been a complete mess!

Now all I can do is stubbornly keep up the act.

"You will soon be burned to ashes and kneel before me." Although Calodos's performance was brave, he only wanted to buy time.

"I'd like to see if you'll still be so stubborn then!"

Kalodos was just being stubborn, but to his surprise, Hex didn't say a word, and his charred humanoid afterimage charged straight at him!

Calodos instinctively raised a hand to block, but unexpectedly, the fist covered in black ash slammed into his face!

The force of the punch was so great that even the Demon Lord Kalodos was sent flying backward.

It covered its cheek, its eyes filled with utter panic: "How is this possible?"

The power of this punch increased more than a hundred times compared to before!

It finally understood why the two servants had only held Hex back for a little over two minutes.

This power is completely comparable to that of the True Name Demon!

Furthermore, Hextech didn't use any special powers, so there's only one possibility.

Hextech is playing with it!

"Damn it!"

Kalodos was completely enraged, and crimson demonic power surged around him instantly. Several crimson lightning bolts crashed down from mid-air and struck Hextech directly!

This is its trump card, a unique technique that it can only use once in its current state.

Kalodos had originally intended to keep it, but when he saw such a large lump of charcoal rushing towards him, he panicked.

The excruciating pain, accompanied by muscle dissolution and bone shattering, nearly disintegrated Hextech's body.

Hextech's health bar plummeted, losing half of its health and leaving it with just over 80,000 health points.

Unexpectedly, this violent lightning also dispersed the raging dark red hellfire around him, and the negative buff that was causing him to continuously lose health finally stopped temporarily.

"You're still alive?" Carlodos's pupils constricted.

Hextech staggered, but a sinister smile crept across his face as he stared intently at Kalodos. He lunged forward again and delivered another powerful punch to Kalodos's right cheek!

"Despicable human!" Kalodos dodged in fright, only to realize that Hextech's punch was just a normal punch.

I've been tricked again!

"Damn it!" Calodos could only rage helplessly.

What appears now is merely a condensation of a portion of its power; its full strength is severely restricted, making it at most equivalent to an ordinary projection.

Moreover, as the Gates of Hell are about to fully descend into reality, the spatial pressure it is under is increasing, and its strength is continuously weakening.

It can't be delayed any longer, or it will only get weaker!

"Hextech, I curse you! May you suffer the torment of hellfire!" it shrieked as it unleashed its curse.

As the curse descended, Hex suddenly knelt on the ground, and hellfire erupted wildly from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, turning his entire body into a torch, just like the way Calodos had executed those priests.

"I refuse to believe you can't die like this, hahaha!!" it shrieked, then saw the giant torch stand up again.

"Huh?!"

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