Chapter 262

Gaster is a different kind of demons. Different from the cruelty and bloodlust of ordinary demons, gaster has a crazy desire for power. He is good at forbearance and is willing to be lonely. In order to achieve his goal, he can even fight against instinct for a long time.

This situation is closely related to the ability of fate mask, which enables him to have two souls at the same time, but his character is polarized. One soul inherits the wisdom, cunning, power desire and domination desire of the noumenon, while the other inherits the evil nature of cruelty, bloodthirsty and fury.

The soul in Joel Nash's body is the former. He cares more about the use of magic and the control of the soul than the changes in his body.

The burning fire whip is waving wantonly in the forest. Where it passes, large trees are cut in two, and the fire is burning. The tanks hidden in the forest can't escape.

More than ten centimeters thick armored vehicle in front of the flame whip like paper paste in general, a whip down, the body is divided into two, the driver was killed.

In a short time, thirteen tanks turned into fireballs one after another. The flames spread in the forest and dyed half of the sky red. In the flames, Joel Nash's wings opened and he laughed wildly.

"Ridiculous human beings, this is your proud weapon.

Laughter reverberates in the air with great penetrating power.

Sam Lane's face darkened. This scene reminds him of the attack on seaside city. The battle was won at a very heavy price. Is it going to be the same today?

With the destruction of tanks and planes, the atmosphere became extremely depressing, and the soldiers looked at each other face to face. Facing such a powerful existence, as special soldiers, they felt powerless for the first time.

In front of the devil, they can do nothing.

Sam lane, keenly aware of the change in morale, turned and yelled, "I have written a suicide note. If I want to die, I will die with you."

The sergeant said in a high voice,

"general, please give an order."

"Spread it out. Work in pairs. Remember, it's important to save your life."

"I understand."

After the order was given, the soldiers gathered together and divided into countless small teams, taking tree trunks and earth pits as shelters, waiting for an opportunity to launch an attack.

Sam Lane stares grimly at glell and his party. "I didn't invite you to the theatre. You're a wizard. You should have a way to weaken him."

Griel was silent for a moment and sighed, "I can't guarantee it!"

Sam Lane narrowed his eyes and sent out a sense of killing,

"what he said just now is not a request, but an order. If you can do it, the previous crime will be written off, you will not be pursued again, and you will even get a commission of $3 million. If you can't..."

There's no need to go on with the rest. I understand everything.

Several witches looked at each other, and after confirming their ideas, grail stepped forward,

"general, I hope you will remember today's promise."

Then he took out the silver compass and aimed at Joel Nash, who was chasing the soldiers. With the strange and hoarse incantation, the pointer on the compass began to shake, and there was a little more black fog.

"Little sagrito!"

"I see, sir."

The boy bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the compass. The black fog suddenly rose and turned into a poisonous snake. He went into his body along Gretel's mouth. The old man's cheek turned blue with naked eyes, as if he had been poisoned.

Trembling, he pulled out the dagger hanging at his waist and thrust it into his heart.

Poof!

At the same time, Joel NASH in the distance was badly injured and fell from the air. There was a blood hole in his heart, from which the blood overflowed, mixed with a faint black silk thread.

"Voodoo curse!"

Joel Nash roared, and his murderous red pupil passed through the layers of space, looking coldly at the wizard Gere.

The old man bit his teeth, pulled out the dagger on his chest, and plunged in again in the eyes of the people.

Poof!

With two screams, blood gushes out from the heart of Joel Nash and the old man at the same time. The scene is amazing.

"Damn bugs!"

Jornash abandoned the soldiers who kept firing at him and flew here like a sharp arrow.

The old man said weakly, "stop Stop him

The other six rushed forward, one using exorcism, one using soul shudder, and one summoning shadow monsters to cling to Joel Nash and try to slow him down.

At the same time, grail pulled out his dagger again and stabbed him in the heart.

Ah, ah, ah!!!

Joel Nash let out a cry of pain, five fingers open, the flame whip instantly formed, all the strength to pull forward, the fire whip burst into the air, with a shrill sound and scorching heat.

The heat wave came, and the wizard in front of him quickly laid a defense barrier. In the next second, the whole person split into two, and the body was ignited by the fire and turned into a burning fireball.The people behind him were also not spared. They were hit by the fire whip, and the whole person burst out. The rest of them were so scared that they quickly bowed their heads. Little sagrido fell down on Gere, and they rolled to the ground together.

The firewhip passed over their heads, leaving a brilliant red light and hitting the woods in the distance.

BAM BAM bam!!!

Trees one by one, all cut off the waist, hundreds of meters around the area has become a vacuum area without plants.

Sam Ryan touched his scalp. It was hot and bleeding. The fear of survival overflowed from his heart. His heart beat uncontrollably, almost five centimeters away. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would be hit by the fire whip.

Is that the power of the ancient demons?

It's terrible. It's not human.

Joel Nash killed three witches with only one whip, which caused unimaginable damage to the morale of the people.

The gap is too big.

Not to mention tanks, planes and cannons, even the infantry division, which is fully organized, is not his opponent.

Sam Lane clenched his teeth, forced himself to stand up from the ground. Suddenly, the fire whip came at a high speed, and the adjutant beside him split in two, and the blood foam burst out and splashed all over him.

The old man was stunned, his eyes filled with blood, and he was as angry as a beast.

Joel Nash curled his mouth disdainfully, raised his hand, and a head flew up into the air, turning into a burning fireball.

"Mr. Greer! Mr. Greer

Little sagrido cried out in horror. The other witches were also stunned. Gretel was the strongest of them, but now he was whipped off.

It's not a fight. It's a one-sided killing.

Joel Nash opened his mouth and showed a cruel smile,

"mole ants should have the consciousness of mole ants, instead of challenging the strong. Sam lane, aren't you going to kill me? Come on, let me see how you kill me. "