Marvel's princess becomes king

Chapter 616 Killing Hell Storm

The bloody battle brought some brand-new changes to the city. Many vampires were beaten into ashes. They had no souls and their bodies were destroyed, which was equivalent to complete death. However, vampires are a group of guys who are extremely attached to the material world. They don't want to Death, they would rather live like maggots than die. Their strong resentment still remains in this world, and gradually accumulates with the battle, and finally turns into various evil things.

Vampires have no souls, and the resentment they generate is actually not too strong. However, there are too many vampires who can't bear to die tonight. Several, dozens, or hundreds of resentments, hatred, and murderous intentions gather together, one by one. The original shape cannot be seen, and an irrational evil thing is born.

Wade Wilson happily rushed over and fired. Obadiah was reluctant but had to help.

You shoot, I shoot. The bullets provided by RIPD are very powerful. Soon, a smoke-like monster composed of countless broken arms and limbs was killed.

The woman said she wanted to arrest her and take her back, but neither of them had any intention of arresting them. These enemies looked so powerful. Arrest them? joke! Beat him to death and finish!

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Wade Wilson and Obadiah Stane appeared on the battlefield in New York. They seemed to have gone to a different space, and then joined the job and picked up weapons. They talked nonsense for a long time. In fact, in the material world, the time since Wade Wilson's death was Just a second passed.

Um? Bella, who was sitting on the rooftop in a daze, looked around. At that second before, she seemed to have noticed something strange, but when she looked carefully, she didn't find anything wrong.

Because she was concerned about the face of the New York Temple, the Huntian Leopard, Tyrant, and Cyborg she mobilized this time were all technological forces. She had no use for the undead, ghost nuns, and frost dragons. She just didn't want to cause any of her own people to fight. Regarding her own affairs, she was a little puzzled by the sudden appearance and sudden disappearance of energy fluctuations.

It seemed to be magic power, but it seemed not. It disappeared suddenly, and before she could distinguish it carefully, the trace of energy could not be found.

"Strange? What is it?..."

She thought over and over again and quickly made up her mind. No more wasting time, let's make a quick decision!

She put down the tea cup and appeared in front of Hell Storm the next second.

"Son of Satan, where are you going? Aren't you going to accompany your vampire friends back to hell?"

Hell Storm was beaten black by the Huntian Leopard, and the inverted pentagram pattern on his chest also looked a few points darker. The continuous fighting left him in a very bad state.

However, the son of the devil still showed no fear at this time. He gripped the halberd tightly, lowered his center of gravity slightly, and assumed an attacking posture.

"Even you can't keep me! Why bother? You and I will only benefit those villains in heaven."

Bella nodded: "You're right, those angels may be watching the joke somewhere right now, but it has nothing to do with you!"

The index and middle fingers of her right hand came together, she whispered two syllables in her mouth, her psychic energy was quickly shaped, and then a ray as black as ink hit the hell storm.

This is the seventh-level spell she just obtained after breaking through a while ago, the finger of death!

Faced with this instant death spell that is widely spread in the multiverse, even Hellstorm dare not pick it up, or even use artifacts to parry.

He tried to use the devil's talent to move his body, but unfortunately the nearby area was locked by Bella's dimensional anchor, and he could only make a small teleportation.

Hellstorm kept dodging, and Finger of Death tracked him all the way. He had to use the demon who had been following him to block the gun.

The finger of death hit the head of a demon with muscles all over his body and a sword in his hand.

The extremely rich death energy instantly deprived the demon of the vitality in his body, from his head to his neck, and then to his chest full of muscles. In less than a second, the vitality in the demon's body was completely exhausted. When the wind blew, Turned into fly ash.

The consciousness of hell will resurrect this demon in hell, but it is just a dream to restore the strength of the demon general. The consciousness of hell is not a shrine. Wash it back to level zero, resurrect a bloodskin, and then continue to struggle little by little in the little devil state!

Hell Storm had just escaped the pursuit of instant death magic when Bella's new spell came over again.

Bella raised her hand and used a three-ring heavy spell to limit the speed of Hell Storm, and then chose a six-ring psychic control. This spell can make her immune to certain energy for up to a quarter of an hour. The target of her defense is the hell flame.

After that, there are petrification, dissociation, mind crushing, and overfrequency blast that is higher than mind crushing.

Hellstorm has rich experience in dealing with mages. He no longer uses hell flames, but relies on the sharpness of the artifact halberd in his hand to cut her shield.

"Nice weapon! What a pity." Bella praised softly.

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that this artifact will no longer belong to you soon."

Bella's understanding of time is getting deeper and deeper. She improved the original immature time acceleration and time deceleration. Using time spells on intelligent life is too wasteful of spiritual energy. She was tortured enough to deal with a Balrog. , now it's simple, she puts the target on the object.

Bella lowered her head to avoid the sweep of the artifact halberd, and quickly drew two spells in her hand. Then she raised her hand and pointed, and Hell Storm found that the artifact halberd in her hand was missing!

It was still in my hand before, where is such a big and long artifact?

Hellstorm is the most powerful son of Satan. He has some sense of ability and feels that the artifact still belongs to him, but the location is uncertain and erratic. He calls out to the artifact repeatedly, but there is no response from the artifact.

Bella wouldn't say that the opponent's artifact was accelerated by her and thrown into the time stream five minutes later. At this time, she felt more comfortable fighting against the Hell Storm with bare hands! Almost a beating.

flame? Immune to hellfire! arms? The weapons are gone! Teleport? Teleport is anchored! The hell storm was so frustrating.

In less than three rounds, he was at an absolute disadvantage. After ten rounds, he was on the verge of death.

"Die!" Bella raised her hand, and a two-meter-long, crystal clear, silver-colored, unstoppable ice spear pierced into Hell Storm's chest and nailed the son of Satan to one side. office building wall.

"I will come back! Your death will be the next time!" Hell Storm said with a vicious look on his face with blood-red eyes.

"You're such a scumbag and you're talking harshly to me?" Bella was full of disdain. She hit Hellstorm with a dissociation spell. The devil's son, who was in a dying state, could no longer resist this spell. His body Decomposed into fly ash by magic, the soul is pulled back to hell by hell consciousness.

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