Villain in Comics

　　　　 Surprisingly, the expression that Orpheus suddenly showed was also a smile, yes, it was a smile, and the smiles that showed each other were knowing smiles.

　　　　It was like enjoying and chasing, but the only thing that was certain was that the smile was a sincere smile, putting aside all worries and worries, and entrusting the body and mind to the symphony between the battles.

　　　　At this moment, there is no victory... nor defeat... no loneliness... nor anxiety... only the purest and most beautiful sound of the sword.

　　　　The two were mixed together again, a huge roar resounded throughout the city, and a large area of ​​the house was instantly oppressed by the strength of the confrontation between the two, and finally collapsed!

　　　　No one is taking care of the ordinary demons in the underworld. Now the underworld is facing the most brutal battle in history!It was a battle that was related to the final destination of the demons!

　　　　Two huge forces are squeezing each other in the sky, and every collision between the two will cause the hearts of the demons below to throb, and some demons keep putting down the battle in their hands and fleeing into the distance, because the battle in the distance The volatility is enough to break their hearts!

　　　　"Silent Night!"

　　　　Without the slightest pause, the huge energy gathered from Orpheus' petite hand rushed directly to Long Xikey in the distance, and Long Xikey not to be outdone, condensed a huge virtual flash at his fingertips and greeted him——

　　　　The fire soared into the sky, and the heat from the explosion brightened the sky!Not only that, the aftermath of the explosion soon swept through half of the city, and an aura of destruction covered this demonic town!

　　　　"Sazex, let's leave this place first! Otherwise, we'll all die!" Even with his magic shield, Azazel couldn't stop the heat wave from the center of the explosion, seeing that the center of the two battles had been completely razed to the ground. Pingdi said with concern.

　　　　"Azazel, please leave first, my sister is still there, I have to ensure her safety first—"

　　　　Even Cruzenil, who had been fighting fiercely from the beginning, Asmodeus couldn't withstand such a strong impact, and they relied on their wings to slide away into the distance.

　　　　 "Boom~~~~"

　　　　There was another fierce collision, and the two re-opened the distance and stopped the moving figure.

　　　　Orpheus, who was on the ground, looked up at Long Xikey who was standing above the sky. After a short fight just now, she could only break through Long Xikey's defense once, but that was enough!

　　　　However, Long Xiyue cut off the knot that tied her ponytail behind her head, and the long jet-black shawl spread out. Not only that, but the knife marks on her body reminded her of the strange speed of the other party!

　　　　However, Long Xiyao didn't take any advantage, and when he stopped for a moment, a dark red blood spurted out from his left neck.

　　　　Long Xiyue hurriedly stretched out his left hand to cover the blood-spraying part. It seemed that Orpheus had just cut his neck with the sword he turned into magic power. Judging from the amount of bleeding, the aorta might have been cut.

　　　　 In order not to hinder the next battle, he took emergency treatment measures, using simple ghost therapy to freeze the bleeding neck wound, while also temporarily slowing down the flow of injured cells and blood.

　　　　From the fight just now, let him understand his physical condition. What he felt before was not an illusion. His body, which is dominated by ancient jade, actually had scars on Orpheus's hands. This is the first time in his history. The body was cut by the weapon!

　　　　However, the near-fatal traumatized him did not show any expression of retreat or surprise, on the contrary... There was a smile on his face, a smile no one had ever seen before, with a hint of danger, ruthlessness, wildness...

　　　　 Sairaorg in the distance will never be unfamiliar with that smile. It is a smile that is eager to fight against the strong. He used to have such a smile.

　　　　 But don't know why it feels more dangerous to see from his face?

　　　　 At this moment, Long Xiyue was still covering the bleeding neck wound with his left hand, using the ice-type ghost path to reduce the blood circulation in the aorta of the neck.

　　　　 He felt the blood in his body begin to boil, and after the final battle in the world of death, the blood that had once cooled boiled again.