They must win or die!

"Kill -" the voice of counterattack resounded through the sky, and morale increased like never before.

But unlike the high-spirited emotions of the humans on the front lines, Sinocheng, who had blocked Abaddon's movements, had a sullen face, and Jis, who had blocked Abaddon's energy, remained silent. The situation did not seem optimistic.

Where the water curtain collapsed, the seawater turned into cold rain and fell all over their bodies. Abaddon, not far away from them, still looked uninjured, and even slowly put away the power that was pouring out.

The black mist gathered back and fell under his armor.

He stretched out his gloved hand to clasp the black iron-colored mask, and wiped off the shattered defensive mask. The black smoke and dust flew away, the mist converged, and Abaddon revealed his true appearance.

It was a perfect, almost Tao-like human form.

Scarlet vertical pupils, blood-colored long hair, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, resolute outlines, and three-dimensional facial features, as if they had been carefully carved by the hands of gods. Every detail of the appearance was perfectly grasped. One stroke too much would be too strong, and one stroke too little would be too strong.

A brush stroke is too light, but he stands right on the line of perfection, nothing more and nothing less.

Except for a thin lip stained with pitch-black ink, there really wasn't anything about Abaddon that looked like a demon.

If they hadn't known that the other party was the Demon King, Si Nuocheng would have thought that Abaddon was also an elf...

I don't know why, at such a tense moment, he still had the time to look back at Ji Si. He didn't know what his mentality was. After watching it, he found that his whole body was full of anger, and he had a desire to punch the opponent violently and maim his face.

impulse.

However, Ji Si fell in front of him, full of fighting spirit.
Chapter completed!