Chapter 665 Three fearless folks
William tasted the powder in his hand, finding the flavor quite good, with a moderate level of spiciness, and directly bottled it up to store in his spatial ring.
Satan was at a loss for words. After all these years, he had painstakingly increased his power, thinking he could redeem his past disgrace.
Now, it seemed like a self-inflicted humiliation.
Satan possessed three major Dark Artifacts: the Abyssal Orb, formed from all the dark power of the Burning Hells, the God-slaying Spear, and the Hellfire Blade.
Now, with the God-slaying Spear broken and the Abyssal Orb turned into powder, should he really bring out the Hellfire Blade?
But at this juncture, conceding defeat would be even more embarrassing than before, wouldn't it?
Could he truly slay William the Obliterator with the cold, merciless, brutal, and bloodthirsty Hellfire Blade?
That must be a dream, right?
"Got anything else? Bring it all out!" William could tell that Satan wouldn't give in unless he was thoroughly defeated...
"Nothing left!" Satan, having lost his sense to rage earlier, had now cooled down a bit and realized it was utterly foolish to seek death again!!
The Hellfire Blade was of no low quality, but in front of the freakish William the Obliterator, it might just be a toy.
If an enemy was only a bit stronger, striving for revenge through effort was feasible for Satan, and he would have fought with all he had. But if after all efforts, humiliation only deepened by ten thousandfold, it was better to concede early.
It's like an ant thinking it could take down Captain America.
Is that realistic?
Unrealistic!
"If that's all, how about we go out and have something to eat?" William suggested, "My wife is dealing with your minions. You just stand by and watch, no need to speak."
Satan, left with no other option but to nod, didn't know what else to say.
William's wife?
What's that?
A pet?
The King of Demons, Satan, who secluded himself within the Burning Hells, indeed never considered the matter of finding a wife.
What does it matter what this so-called "wife" is?
Just as long as he doesn't speak.
Seeing Satan nod, William took it as a reluctant agreement and tore open the void space, bringing them back to the gates of Shadowfell Fortress.
Although some events unfolded in the void space, in the outside world, less than ten seconds had passed.
Jesus and Loki, initially engaged in fierce combat, naturally ceased their fight due to the commotion caused by Demon King Satan and the demon lords.
Assuming Alice would be safe with William by her side, they were surprised to hear her call for them.
"Loki, I'll properly discipline you when I have the time!" Jesus launched a punch.
Loki, too, swung his staff, separating from Jesus, and then both promptly appeared beside Alice.
Alice, holding a wooden sword, pointed at the demonic soldiers in the sky, gritting her teeth, "Charge with me!"
Jesus and Loki, standing by Alice's side, were seasoned in facing grand scenes, yet the dense crowd of demon lords in the sky was indeed daunting.
"Master, it seems they have no intention of attacking!" Jesus observed the demonic soldiers in the sky,they just stood there, indeed imposing, but seemingly just in formation without any intention to engage.
Alice fell silent for a moment, understanding William's intention,it was for her to practice the newly learned sword techniques in this situation, wasn't it?
A determined heart, huh?
Advance fearlessly, victory without defeat!
"Attack first to gain the upper hand!"
"Master, you're really humorous."
Even Jesus couldn't help but laugh.
Of course, he knew of the Demon King Satan residing in the Hellfire Blade and the over three hundred thousand demonic soldiers.
No need to mention how strong Satan is. Even if Jesus had dispersed his divine power, he wasn't weak, but compared to Satan, he was but a child.
Just now, in a fight with Loki, who's at the mid-phase of the Supreme Deity level, it was a draw. Facing Satan, he would undoubtedly be defeated in a single move.
As for those over three hundred thousand demonic soldiers, it's said each possesses the strength of a Creator Deity level.
How many Creator Deity level beings are there combined in the entire Divine Alliance and Ultimate Force Alliance? It would be good if they could count up to five hundred.
This is also why the Hellfire Blade is known as a forbidden place in the Divine Realm.
Now, Alice facing three hundred thousand demonic soldiers, yet declaring "Attack first to gain the upper hand!" Her humor, did she learn it from Mr. Johnson?
Alice, having been thoroughly brainwashed by William, darkened her expression, gathered all her energy to draw her sword, and alone with her sword charged towards the sky.
"Loki, follow me!" Jesus didn't think much. His physical body was strong enough for self-protection. Although Alice's actions were reckless, since he acknowledged Alice as his master, he had to ensure Alice's safety.
Loki had already become addicted to the exhilaration of the two battles, his battle desire significantly enhanced due to being corroded by dark energy from the Dark Artifacts. With so many demon lords in the sky, he had been eager to move,now, the thought of three against three hundred thousand was thrilling.
Fearless!
That described Loki's current state.
Although Alice took the initiative, Jesus and Loki's speed was faster, engaging with the demon lords in the sky even before she reached.
William, just emerging with Satan, couldn't help but exclaim at their actions: "Three fearless folks."
Satan, looking towards the sky with the demonic flames flickering in his eye sockets, remained silent.
William had told him not to speak.
From his perspective, these three attacking his demonic lords were like throwing eggs at rocks.
Loki and Jesus were still somewhat manageable, at least they were strong enough to have a chance of surviving after the assault.
But for a girl at the peak of Nature Deity level to charge into three hundred thousand demonic soldiers was sheer suicide, foolish suicide!
Ghidorah and Hydra were terrified by the momentum of Alice and the other two.
Are these three out of their minds?
Alice was supposed to be scared, but she kept thinking about William's words, effectively brainwashing herself.
Holding a wooden sword, she transformed into a beam of golden light and charged into the ranks of the demon lords.
Satan's three hundred thousand demonic soldiers were not untrained rookies. Many of them were strong ancient beasts in their previous lives who gave their souls to Satan in exchange for a different existence in this world.
They were trained for slaughter and well-disciplined.
When Jesus and Loki charged into their midst, they were immediately surrounded by demonic soldiers,
But despite their spirited fighting, not a single demon lord was harmed.
Alice followed closely behind, swinging her sword at the group of demon lords.
Squeak—
William, watching from below, couldn't help but shout, "Well done!"
Alice's heartfelt swing, her wooden sword wrapped in energy and shining with a golden glow, was particularly dazzling among the dense demon lords.
But that dazzling streak was instantly overwhelmed.
The wooden sword turned to ashes.
A huge demon lord opened its massive mouth, attempting to swallow Alice in one bite. If not for Jesus pulling Alice away at the critical moment to dodge the attack, she might have been killed on the spot.
"Liar!" Alice finally realized at that moment that William's words were too illusory!
What about being invincible as long as your heart is strong enough?
That's not right!
William never said anything about being invincible if your heart is strong enough. His exact words were, if your heart isn't strong enough, you can't beat a single one.
He also never said that if her heart was strong, she could defeat them,it was just that William's words led her to a mistaken interpretation.
William, looking up at the sky, smacked his lips and said, "Charging into three hundred thousand demonic soldiers at the peak of the Nature Deity level, that spirit is really commendable!"
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