Chainsaw Man, the Fire Demon of the Contract Holy Lord

A painful scream came from the dark red smoke.Then there was a 'bang' explosion, and a cloud of purple gas exploded.

But before the flamethrower could breathe a sigh of relief, countless roars suddenly exploded in his ears, followed by countless purple pythons rushing out of dark red smoke!

It’s like the flowers of the other side are blooming!Countless python bodies are entangled together, and the green vertical pupils are cold but cold.

"This is the snake demon?! But hasn't she been killed and returned to hell?!"

The spear thrower waved the fine iron javelin in his hand, struggling to cope with the giant pythons rolling in front of him, while screaming in horror.

"The snake demon is not like this..."

The long swords in Machima's hands were flying, but she seemed quite calm under the protection of the three people: "The feeling it gave me... was an aura of more despair and pain..."

"Haha... I've been in seclusion for decades, and a lot of interesting changes have happened..."

Daolong stood outside the smoke, looking at the people surrounded by giant pythons inside as if his eyes were completely unaffected, stroking the staff in his hand.

Above his head was the purple python that had swallowed the man with the sword in one bite. It was flying in the air and twisting in pain.

Zheng-!

A cold light flashed, and the python instantly turned into purple gas and disappeared.

The man with the long sword, who had lost his support, appeared out of thin air. He looked at the sword dragon below, and the sharp blade in his hand fell straight down, piercing a vertical line in the air!

But the next moment, a familiar purple python emerged from the smoke, intercepted the falling sword man in the air, opened its huge mouth and swallowed him once again.

From killing the snake, falling, stabbing the snake, to being swallowed again, the whole process only took three seconds.

Daolon didn't even raise his head to look up.

He just stood there and said with a sinister smile: "You want to follow the instructions in that document to set up a dog spell trap to lure me in. Unfortunately, I don't want to use that document to set up a trap to lure you in."

"I want to see what you will do now that you don't have the Dog Talisman on you..."

"boom--!"

A cold light flashed, and the already skewed street lamp next to it cut off and fell towards the Daolong.

And the sound of the knife is even more in front of the street light!

Daolong's eyes flickered slightly, and he hurriedly raised the staff in his hand.

There was only a violent impact sound, and Daolon's entire body flipped 720 degrees in the air, and then fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the katana man who was still maintaining his slashing action was slightly startled.

"...So weak?"

Then he grinned and said with a wanton smile: "It turns out he is an old guy who only knows how to do tricks."

"Humph."

Daolong groaned on the ground and seemed to want to stand up.

The katana man stuck out his tongue and licked the blade above his head, and then his body turned into an afterimage.

As the grandson of a gang boss, and having suffered so much in the previous battles, his lower body is still aching, so he naturally understands the importance of eradicating the roots and making up for it!

"So...old thing, tell the world..."

A cruel smile appeared on his face, then stopped.

He turned his head in shock and saw the two black energy vines protruding from the ground, spreading rapidly upwards along his legs!

"What the hell is this?!"

He waved the samurai swords on both arms to cut off the two black energy, but the other side was like water, unable to cut off at all!

The original disdain in my heart has disappeared, followed by countless fears!

"My legs...I can't feel them anymore!"

His eyes were full of horror. He could obviously see his legs, but after being entangled by the black energy, it was as if his legs had been amputated, and he was completely unable to feel or control them!

And, the legs here...including the third leg!

This was even more frightening than the three days and nights he was kicked in the balls!

"Haha, a trick?"

Daolong slowly got up from the ground, patted the dust on his robe, and sneered: "Ignorant... huh?"

He raised his head, as if he sensed something, and immediately waved his staff to give himself a black energy shield.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Countless bombs fell from the sky and exploded in succession!

"Boom--!!!"

Like thunder on the ground, continuous! !

Even the whole street was shaking!

"This crazy woman!"

Katana lowered his head, a trace of panic and anger flashing in his eyes.

This bombing was all-round, just trying to catch him and that old guy in one fell swoop!

He wouldn't believe it if there wasn't some personal grudge involved!

Fortunately, the moment the bomb fell, he could vaguely feel his three legs again.

There was no time to make other movements, so he immediately lay down, and then the boundless pain hit him, causing him to lose consciousness for a time.

This saturation bomb wash lasted for 30 seconds.

It wasn't until the ground shook and the mountains shook and smoke filled the air that the noise gradually stopped.

"Cough, cough..."

The katana man shook his head, his eyes spinning around a few times.

Only then did he realize that he had completed the separate operations.

A hand lifted his head, a flamethrower.

"Where's my butt..."

His voice was hoarse, and his vocal cords were obviously blown out.

The flamethrower didn't answer him, just looked at the other party in the smoke.

A woman with a torpedo-style bomb on her head slowly walked over.

"Lesai...you guy! Did you do this on purpose?"

"deliberately?"

Lesai sneered, clapped her hands and said, "If I hadn't cleared the area, I don't know which giant python your ass would be in the belly of."

"Okay. Stop arguing."

A cold voice forced in.

Flamethrower immediately stopped talking, turned to look aside, and said respectfully: "Yes, Lord Makima."

'Da da da. '

The orange figure walked through the thick smoke and came over.

Behind her were whipmen, spear-throwers, and sword-men.

The clothes on Makima's body were somewhat damaged, especially the windbreaker, which was full of large or small scorched holes, accompanied by the pungent smell of blood at high temperatures.

She turned her head slightly and glanced at the katana head held by the flamethrower.

He said softly: "Let's find his body parts and put them together. The battle... is not over yet."

As if to confirm, as soon as she finished speaking, several coughs sounded from the other end of the smoke.

Old and cold.

Two-color eyes, one blue and one gray, appeared in everyone's sight.

"Cough, cough...you guys..."

Daolong held his staff and approached slowly step by step.

The robe on his body also had several holes that were blown out, but they were being repaired quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The fun...it's time to end!"

With a tap of the staff in his hand, a purple crucible appeared out of thin air in front of Daolong.

The strangely colored liquid in the pot was boiling, and thick black smoke came out.

Flamethrower and Lacey, who were standing at the front, subconsciously took a step back.

There is an obvious look of fear on the weaponized head!

This is not that they are cowardly, this is just their instinctive reaction as an intelligent creature!

Only Makima remained calm-faced.

She stood quietly, looking at a picture of Daolosaurus with its enlarged moves. She tilted her head and said softly: "Well... Daolosaurus, right? You seemed to have asked me a question just now."

"You said you were stalling for time to accumulate energy, and then asked me what I was waiting for."

"me……"

"Waiting for everyone to arrive."

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"Miss Machima...?"

The angel demon rubbed his sleepy eyes, and then said in a daze: "Huh? Why are you here? Oh, no... why am I here?"

She turned her head and saw the ruins under a thick smoke.

The newly paved ground looked as if it had been plowed dozens of times, with cracks, huge holes, gravel, and blood everywhere.

Next to it are several broken street lamps, and next to the street lamp is an old man boiling boiling water with a gloomy face?

Behind the old man, there was a group of public security members heading this way.

"I……"

The angel demon groaned in pain, feeling that countless pictures suddenly flashed through his mind, including a small village and various villagers lying on the ground...

"This is……!"

Her eyes widened suddenly, and just when she was about to raise her head to say something, she suddenly saw an extra flesh and blood chain on her body.Like intestines.

Where the chains lead...

With a snap, her head lowered, her pupils no longer clear and turned into chaos.

"Angel, thousand years."

Machima's voice sounded quietly.

Like puppets, the angels and demons stretched their hands toward the halo of light above their heads.

In an instant, her already thin body shrank once again, and her skin was completely drained of color, turning into a sickly pale color.

Daolong standing opposite seemed to sense something. He suddenly opened his eyes and knocked the staff on the ground hard!

The world suddenly became quiet.

The endless black gas in the crucible began to emerge continuously, part of it went downwards, causing the already broken earth to crack again; the other part rose, laying down layers of strange black clouds in the sky.

The moonlight was swallowed up in an instant, bringing this area into ultimate endless darkness.

And it quickly spread towards Makima!

ten meters.

five meters.

three meters.

At the same time, a spear shining with endless splendor was slowly drawn out of the halo by the angel and demon.

Her figure suddenly blurred, and two identical clones appeared on both sides of her body.