The power of Malone's attack was far stronger than when he fought Han Dong on Hell's island. After all, he had only used 10% of his strength at that time.
Now, he was seriously killing the foreign species.
Ka ka ka ~
The ground cracked as if it was cut open by a saw-like tool. The cracks were uneven.
The cracks even spread out a hundred meters and collided with the thick city gate used to block the Hybrid Demons, leaving a deep tear mark on the surface of the city gate.
The layers of barriers inside the city gate were affected, and the metal gear structure was damaged to a certain extent.
After this, it was necessary to spend a large amount of money to repair the city gate.
However …
"Hmm? He didn't die … "
Captain Malone's eyes were filled with shock.
He had unleashed the might of the Archdevil Lord of Baator, and he had taken this strike seriously.
To think that he didn't die even after being hit by a direct hit …
This meant that the thing hidden in the body of the president of the Writers' Association was not simple.
In the completely cut open body, tentacles filled with eyeballs, fingers, hair, and pieces of flesh crazily overflowed … In an instant, it polluted the vision of the official Knights present. Dark lines spread out around the eyes.
One of the tentacles with a mouth said in a voice full of resentment:
"Hell Knights – Malone Heinz H. Kazakovich … I didn't expect Black and White to be hiding such a chess piece.
It shouldn't be a problem for me to kill this kid with half my life, right? "
"You are!? … Nicholas! Back off! "
Malone's left hand quickly stretched forward, but he could only grab 90% of the tentacles with Hell's Grasp. There was still a portion that went straight for Han Dong … Under the restriction of the spiritual domain, Han Dong could only take half a step back.
At the critical moment.
Hum …
A special aura descended.
The tentacles floating in the air suddenly froze.
Even time seemed to have frozen at this moment …
It was also in that instant that time froze that a giant scythe swung down, cutting through the body of the indescribable object and harvesting it away.
In the blink of an eye.
The tentacle hovering in front of Han Dong's eyes gradually turned gray and scattered into ashes, drifting away with the wind.
The terrifying lifeform hidden in the Writers' Association's President's body died just like that, leaving behind a sliced open skin.
A cloaked man with a huge silver scythe on his back slowly descended from the sky. He used his legs to crush the lifeless body of the president.
With the end of the sickle, he hooked out a dark gray crystal from the wreckage.
"Dual crystal cores, consciousness transmission … I actually let it escape."
That was right.
The person who stopped all of this was the leader of the [Ultimate Knights], Alex Reaper, who had rushed over from the higher area after sensing the Death Domain.
Under the hood, everything was pale.
Soft pale hair hung over her shoulders.
His bloodless face was covered with a few dry cracks. Because he was too thin and weak, his cheeks were slightly sunken … His lifeless white eyes seemed to be able to see through life and death.
Because the Grim Reaper had arrived to kill the heretics.
When the whole place fell into silence.
Commander Malone, who had brown curly hair, a face full of stubble, and arms full of rough muscles, was surprised. He reached out and hugged the thin Alex's neck, pulling him to his side as if they were close friends.
"Alex, you're so timely! Haha! "
In contrast, the Grim Reaper naturally had a look of disdain and immediately signaled Malone to remove his arm from his shoulder.
At the same time, he turned his gaze to the young man in front of him.
The Grim Reaper could naturally sense the unique death aura in Han Dong's body.
"Alex, first of all, let me say this! I've already reserved this student two years ago. When he graduates, he will join my Hell Knights. Don't snatch him for me, or else I'll be angry. "
The Grim Reaper kept staring at Han Dong and was too lazy to care about Malone.
A cold and deep voice echoed in Han Dong's ears. "Your [Death], where did you learn it?"
"The God of Crows …"
"Well, let's talk about it in detail when there's time …"
The Grim Reaper didn't like such a crowded scene and immediately turned to leave. However, before he disappeared, a low voice came from his mouth, "Malone, come find me when you're done."
In the blink of an eye, the Grim Reaper disappeared in the shadows, and Han Dong didn't have time to thank him.
Escaping from the brink of death and eliminating such a huge hidden danger, Han Dong's gratitude couldn't be any greater … Naturally, he would find time to visit in the future.
At this time.
The knights around them, even though they were mentally contaminated, could not resist the surging emotions in their hearts.
Every knight had heard of the heroic stories of the Hell Knights, and they had even heard of Malone's name.
They all knelt and shouted in unison:
"Welcome back, Commander Malone!"
Malone reached out and scratched the stubble on his face, "The momentum is good, but there are still not enough people.
Long time no see! Mograine, have you put on some weight?
'Marcus, you brat, you actually became a deputy commander?'
Curator Reynolds … Hehe, before I left, I left a few books at home and forgot to return. Can you waive the handling fee on account of my meritorious service? "
Finally, Commander Malone's gaze stopped on the black crows who were watching the battle.
"Black and White, your student is pretty good! When I have time, I'll come to the stargazing room and have a good talk about your student's future. "
Caw …
The crows flew away.
The matter had come to a perfect end. From the beginning, Mr. Black And White didn't want to use the letter to prove the true identity of the president of the Writers' Association.
There was only one way to completely eradicate such a person who had been in a high position for a long time, and it was also the simplest and most direct way — kill him.
The executor must be a strong person who dared to ignore the rules of the Holy City.
Mr. Black And White's ability was to calculate all the lines of fate and make the lines intertwine at the critical moment.
Of course, in order to let Commander Malone leave [Hell] on time, he also entrusted the help of the Timekeeper and the follow-up words to lead Commander Malone to the scene of the incident as soon as he left the Realm of Fate.
"Welcome back, Commander Malone. I welcome you on behalf of the Supreme Council … We'll definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. Everyone related to Stephen McNofsky will be interrogated in public."
The councilors also expressed their stance at this moment.
"Great! Mr. Councilor, leave the rest of the clean-up work to us. Hurry up and get to work … "
Malone was actually very unhappy with this group of high-ranking councilors, but for some special reasons, he had to treat them with a smile.
It was also at this moment.
Two more people from two different forces arrived.
The furious Commander Kemon and the beautiful and seductive Commander Shaya.
After a few decades.
When he saw his former comrades again, even Commander Malone, who had officially become the Lord of Hell, couldn't help but feel emotional.
Just as Malone's emotions were about to be expressed in liquid form.
Slap!
Commander Shaya stepped forward and slapped Malone's stubble face.
Han Dong stared at this scene and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
He seemed to be able to read two words from Commander Shaya's eyes — scumbag.
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