The Fallen Angel's chest was pierced by Chen Feng's sword, and he fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, he stopped breathing and died.
At this time, the Fallen Angel's eyes were still wide open, and they were filled with disbelief.
The Fallen Angel's life was simply a joke.
He originally had a bright path, but because of the darkness in his heart, he was bewitched by Ge Ya, fell, and became a demon in the Abyss.
The Fallen Angel completely lost his divinity and gave up on himself. He didn't hesitate to sell his soul to Nara.
He thought that he could deceive himself and turn himself into a demon of the Abyss. However, it was only at the moment of his death that he realized that he regretted it. He regretted coming to the Abyss and becoming a heretic devoid of humanity.
If he hadn't been bewitched by Ge Ya, he would have been a bishop by now.
Nara took his soul but didn't give him the corresponding power. This was an evil force without any mercy or kindness.
The creatures living in the Abyss all knew one thing, and that was to not make any deals with gods.
This was a world where power was respected.
Fraud had become a norm. Not to mention ordinary people, even gods couldn't do anything about it.
Nara liked to make deals with different creatures. He would give them some power, but the prerequisite was that they also had to give him the souls he needed.
Nara's favorite thing to do was to play with the souls of holy people.
The Fallen Angel paid the price for his stupidity.
And the price was death.
From the beginning until now, less than an hour had passed, and only one person was left on the battlefield.
No one had expected such a situation. The demons were even in an uproar, not knowing what to do now.
The Snake Scorpion Demon was hidden in the crowd, looking at everything in a daze. His ugly face was now full of seriousness.
The Snake Scorpion Demon looked at Ge Ya, who was also in a daze, and said, "This is your plan?"
Ge Ya didn't know what to say. He also looked at everything in front of him and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect things to turn out like this."
Ge Ya originally planned to use the Fallen Angel and others to contain Chen Feng.
But in the end, Ge Ya still underestimated Chen Feng's power.
The strength displayed by Chen Feng was simply shocking.
From the beginning to the end, he had killed all three experts, including the Fallen Angel, as if he was chopping vegetables.
For example, the Scythe Worm Beast, which was comparable to a mutant, did not even last for 10 minutes before it was cut into pieces by Chen Feng.
The most ridiculous thing was the Fallen Angel, who was still watching excitedly from the side when her companion was attacked by Chengfen.
He thought that he was the oriole in the tree, and Chen Feng and the Scythe Worm beasts were the mantis and the cicada.
But in the end, he still paid the price for his arrogance.
In particular, the so-called Undead Summoning, in Chen Feng's eyes, was just the most basic means.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
Ge Ya's original plan was to turn Chen Feng into bait. As long as the other party transformed into a demon, he would begin his plan to bring disaster and death to this colosseum.
But from the beginning to the end, Chen Feng only relied on the flame sword and wings formed by flames.
Although this ability was a little unbelievable, it was still bearable in the eyes of the demons.
After all, Chen Feng was different from other ordinary humans. He had shown enough power.
At Chen Feng's level, the use of elemental energy was not something that was too shocking.
Ge Ya and the Snake Scorpion Demon looked at each other. They were not ready for the next step, and the battle ended too quickly.
At this moment, the two demons, who had been through hundreds of battles, did not even know what they should do.
At this moment, the other demons also reacted. They cheered and roared like countless hyenas that had just returned from hunting.
In this roar, the chaos reached a certain peak. Demons liked this kind of life, full of death and blood. One second, they were alive and kicking, and the next second, they became stiff corpses.
Demons had never really worshiped anything, whether it was the fallen angel or the berserk demons from before.
When demons gathered together, they had always cheered for death and not for an individual. Just like now, even if Chen Feng was a human, they were still not stingy with their love and praise.
This was the abyss.
Except for the gods who had the power to control life, even the mythical experts could not guarantee that they would not die in the next moment.
At this moment, Chen Feng closed his eyes and enjoyed the cheers of the victors.
He was waiting, waiting for the next step of the plan. If he was not wrong, the next step would be an even more cruel massacre.
Of course, he was also aware that his actions had affected his allies, so he was waiting for the right moment to strike.
And just as the entire colosseum was immersed in the cheers, the originally cold corpse of the fallen angel suddenly trembled.
Chen Feng could feel that this was not a nightmare, but reality!
A power darker, more evil, filthy, and decaying than before slowly rose from the fallen angel's body.
This energy seemed to have the ability to corrode and slowly spread to the surroundings. After sensing the aura of death, the demons slowly closed their mouths, and countless eyes stared at the fallen angel's corpse.
The spectators present did not know what had happened to the fallen angel. After all, the corpse that was supposed to be dead was indeed emitting unimaginable energy waves.
What's going on?
Ge Ya also opened her eyes wide. All of this was beyond her imagination.
At this moment, Ge Ya even thought that what she had experienced was just a dream. When she woke up, all of this would start again, or perhaps it had never happened.
"Nara?"
Chen Feng was on the battlefield. He could feel the horror of this power more than anyone else.
This power was akin to a tsunami, gushing toward him without stop. Chen Feng was akin to a small boat in the middle of the ocean. In front of this tsunami, a single huge wave could very well send him into the bottomless abyss, never to be able to turn the tide again.
Chen Feng said these two words. He was not unfamiliar with them because he had also had some interactions with them in the human world.
This is Nara's aura!
During his battle with the fallen angel earlier, Chen Feng had discovered some clues. As an angel, the fallen angel had originally grasped the power of the divine. Even if he had been bewitched and turned into a devil, he was still not like Saruman, who possessed the ability to summon the undead.
At that time, the fallen angel had completely fallen and even began to give up on himself. In order to obtain stronger power, he even offered his soul to the god with the divine personality of the Grim Reaper, a merciless Nara who liked to bring death to countless dimensions.
At this moment, a shadow slowly emerged from the fallen angel's body. The other party was wearing a tattered cloak, holding a rusty scythe in his hand, and a pair of scarlet eyes staring straight at Chen Feng.
This was a clone, a mere clone of Nai Luo. Even so, Chen Feng could still sense an unprecedented pressure from this clone.
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