Mission 75 is in full play

However, the Death Angel stood still and did not move, and then it opened its mouth. Just as Firth made a move, the Death Angel actually swallowed the little black ball on its head.

Looking at the angel of death unbelievably, Phils really believed in the power of the magic holy water. He had always thought that the quality of the magic holy water would not be so strong. At most, it was a little invincible when it exploded. There was nothing left. He knew two ways to use the magic holy water, but he had never seen it before. Who would drink the magic holy water directly? When he saw the death angel trio drinking the magic holy water this time, he finally understood why no one drank this holy water, lost his thinking ability, and even his body would become another ghost. Most importantly, their power was a little horrible.

"Oh." The death angel shouted, and the black ball swallowed by it was spit out and went straight to Phils.

When he saw the black ball coming, Firs immediately retreated. He was the founder of this move. Naturally, he knew the power of this move, which could not be resisted by strength.

"Bomb." The huge impact made the whole room tremble, and the space behind Phils was actually lost, leaving only a black hole there.

"Nima! I'm going to really pull it this time." Firth was really angry, and his moves were actually used by others to attack him in turn.

"Demon God Cut!" An extremely huge knife body appeared on the head of the death angel. This time, it did not carry it hard, but chose to jump away.

"Would you like to run? Can you run?" Phils looked at its movements and said something.

Within before the death angel started to run, the knife body on its head became wider.

"Bomb." With a sound, the angel of death was directly smashed down, and the whole space was broken under the power of this knife. The angel of death lay on the ground without knowing whether to live or die.

It's better to lie on the ground than to lie in the air, because there is nothing here, and Dante slowly fell behind Phils.

This space has become as dark as the previous space.

"Not dead yet? You are really fighting. I will kill you in the next move. Firs felt that the other party was still alive and rushed over without nonsense.

"Break the soul!" Firce threw his knife in the air, and his soul cut straight to the angel of death and stabbed it into its body.

"Break the body!"

"Kaka." The body of the death angel makes a sound of broken bones, and the body will be separated almost the next moment.

"Break the devil!" With Fields's voice, a mass of black gas slowly emerged from the angel of death.

"The Devil's Judgment!" Phils put his hands together and said something.

The body of the slowly death angel trembled violently. Where it lay, it was like a cramp, and its whole body was constantly shaking. If it stood up, it would think it was doing mechanical dance.

"Go to see Death and go back to hell to practice again. Your strength is not yet home." Phils fell next to the angel of death and said.

A dazzling white light emitted from the body of the angel of death and soon disappeared, leaving only a pair of wings on the ground.

"TMD, it's so hard to deal with such a small role. It seems that I have continued to practice. This won't work. If there are a few powerful guys, maybe I'll get this today." Firs looked at the wings on the ground and said his words, turned around and left there.

"Be careful behind you!" When Dante was about to walk like Phils, he immediately reminded Phils loudly when he saw that the wings that were in it had floated up and the body of the angel of death slowly recovered.

"Puff!" A bone pierced Firth's body, and Dante, standing opposite, could obviously see a huge bone appear in Firth's chest.

"Nima! You really made me angry this time!" Phils' chest was still bleeding, but it didn't seem to cause him much damage.

"Since you don't want to die so much, I will fulfill you!" Phils only talks about me when he is most angry. Generally, he only talks about me when he is angry. Obviously, he is really angry this time.

Phils closed his eyes, and his breath changed little by little. Just now, he was still very peaceful. Now his breath has become very irritable and exudes a strong evil atmosphere. Even Dante in the distance can feel the horror of that power.

"Ah!" Firth opened his eyes and roared, and the angel of death behind him flew out directly. Since the bone spur in his chest suddenly broke, the wound returned to its original state in an instant. The evil smell on his body almost surrounded the whole space, and the wings behind him turned into three pairs of wings. At this moment, Ding just understood why Phils kept saying that his strength was not good. He still didn't believe it. Now he believed it, because he saw a complete Phils at this moment.

As soon as Fells turned around, he grabbed the neck of the angel of death with one hand and pinched it at once. Fels' eyes were full of evil. At this moment, he was no longer the one who could laugh casually, but the son of a real demon king from the demon world.

Phils grabbed the angel of death with one hand and smiled evilly at the corners of his mouth. At this moment, you can't feel anger or tyranny on him. The breath around him is very calm, but the calmer it is, the more restless it is to what happens next.

"Ha, Death Angel, I've seen it a long time ago, but I didn't expect the magic holy water to be so powerful, changing the characteristics of the body and changing the materialization of the soul. I want to see how powerful it is." Phils pulled off the wings of the angel of death. Although the wings were full of bones, his body still trembled violently.

"Destroy!" Phils pointed to the torn wings, and a black light hit the wings, and the wings hit by the black light immediately disappeared.

"Ha ha, don't worry. The fun has just begun. Next, we have something to play." Firth then pulled off the wings on the other side.

"Oh." The angel of death has lost the ability to speak, but he can still make a sound, but the sound makes people feel like he is asking for help.

After hearing the cry of the angel of death, Firth's face smiled more, and the bone spurs in the other party's hand appeared in his hand again, and Firs didn't care about what was in his hand at all.

"Puff." The sound kept coming from Phils, and every strange wound attacked by the death angel will heal instantly, and the speed of healing is slowly accelerating.

"Are you afraid now? Ha ha, your right hand can't be idle, so I'll let it be idle forever. After saying that, Firth grabbed the right arm of the Death Angel with his right hand. Instead of pulling, he slowly broke his arm, and the bone spurs in his hand fell down with his arm.

"Since there is no one on the right, what's the use of leaving it on the left side? Let's go together." Firth waved his hand in the air, and the left arm of the Death Angel flew out directly. Before he could land, Firs had just released the black light and directly wiped out his arm.

D Dante looked at Phils below. At this moment, although he didn't show anything on the surface, he was chilling inside.

"Is this the devil everywhere? The method of torturing people is not very cruel, but he seems to enjoy the way of dealing with the enemy. He is completely immersed in the torture process. There is no anger, no tyranny, only a smile on his face. This moment should be his original character, and it will be released at this time. Dante looked at Firth, who was smiling in mid-air, and thought about the changes of Firs at this moment.

"Well, losing your hands and wings, you are already a waste, and I won't torture you. You can go to Death to report." Firth slowly raised his right hand and pointed it at the other party's head.

"Ang, I almost forgot. When you see Death, tell him that I will find time to see him. I hope he can give me a surprise at that time. Well, you go." Phils raised his hand and pointed his finger at the head of the angel of death.

"Hey! Wait."

Before Dante finished his words, he heard a black light from Phils' hand, which suddenly killed the head of the angel of death. After his head disappeared, the body of the angel of death also stopped struggling and hung down straight down.

Phils's wings flashed and appeared beside Dante in an instant.

"What did you ask me to do just now?" Returning to his original look like a gangster, Phils asked Dante.

"I just hope you don't continue to torture him." Dante actually wanted to ask Firth why he did this, but when he saw Firth, he didn't say it, because he could see from Firth's performance just now that Firth seemed to vent a kind of dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Hey, I thought you were a big deal." Phils didn't think much about it. He thought Dante was going to say something big.

"by the way, I just remembered that the three of them took three bottles of magic sacred water, and where are the other two bottles?" Phils looked at Dante and asked.

Three bottles? Did I only see one bottle? Dante answered doubtfully.

After seeing Dante's expression, Phils understood that there were other people here, but he had not appeared, and he could also avoid his own feelings. It seemed that the two bottles of magic sacred water should have been taken away by him.

"Let's go. I believe you can move on after getting out of here." Firth was not asking anything, because after he could figure out that the distorted space outside must no longer exist.

"Are you sure?"

"Definite and affirm."

Phils's series of replies made Dante depressed once. Did you say so many words to answer?

While they were talking, a transmission aperture appeared in this dark space. Dante and Firth walked to the aperture together. When they reached the aperture, Firth suddenly stopped, looked back here, and then walked out of the dark space.

"Hey! The boy is still so**. He has a thorough analysis of the situation after the battle, but you still ignore one thing. A dark shadow slowly appeared in this dark space, with black six wings and a perfect outrageous face. Lucifa stood there with two bottles of magical sacred water in his hand, looking at the slowly disappearing aperture.

"Well, this time there seems to be a reason to refuse that guy's order, but I didn't expect that the use of two bottles of magic holy water did not kill the bastard. It seems that he is sending someone to serve as a training partner for him." After Lucifa finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the darkness.