bookrandom Chapter 152 The Lord of Anger
Chapter 152 The Lord of Anger
Kill people and kill your heart.
I'm talking about Bazak who is talking nonsense at the moment.
The God-chosen Demon Prince, who was pressed under Bazak, was now completely consumed by anger.
Its source demon body kept struggling, trying to break free from Bazark's body.
At the same time, it releases a large amount of anger-origin energy, enveloping its real cosmic body.
If these original energies, the source of fear, were replaced by other living beings, they might be corrupted and infected, and lose their sanity.
However, these sources of fear and anger had no effect on Bazark at all.
even so.
The God-chosen Prince of the Source Demon still couldn't escape the result of being pressed down by Bazak and floating in space.
"NMD, you dare to glare at me?"
While floating in space, Bazak raised the powered folding stool in his hand and smashed it hard on the head of the God-chosen Source Demon Prince.
The head of the God-chosen Prince of the Source Demon was smashed to one side, and then he turned around and continued to look at Bazak angrily.
Then he swung the giant axe.
"Damn, you dare to fight back?"
Bazak swung the powered folding stool in his other hand and smashed it onto the giant axe held tightly in the hand of the God-Chosen Source Demon Prince.
The God-chosen Prince of the Source Demon suddenly felt a great force acting on his hand.
At this moment, it felt the giant axe in its hand was extremely heavy, and the giant axe broke free from its restraints and flew out.
Seeing that his weapon was gone, the God-chosen Prince of the Source Demon had no choice but to raise his fist and hit Bazark.
"Damn, that's trash."
Bazak raised the powered folding stool in his hand again.
Every time the God-chosen Prince of the Source Demon fought back, he would be met with an angry blow from Bazak.
After a few rounds.
The head of the God-chosen Prince of Origin Demon finally couldn't bear the burden.
A big hole was smashed in by the holy artifact powered folding stool in Bazak's hand.
However, no blood flowed out of its head. Instead, like an opened carbonated drink, a large amount of energy, the source of fear, gushed out with a squeaking sound.
Soon, the God-chosen Prince of the Source Demon shrank into a small dick in an instant, like a deflated ball, from a huge body of twenty meters.
Then a space crack appeared behind the God-chosen Source Demon Prince, and a familiar suction force appeared and sucked it in instantly.
"Just wait for me, I will tear you to pieces next time we meet."
The God-chosen Prince of the Source Demon roared and quickly disappeared into the space crack.
After dealing with this high-level source demon, Bazak looked in other directions.
He also temporarily withdrew from his state of anger.
Because he was not wearing a jump pack or other propulsion equipment.
He could only watch his body floating in space.
Suddenly a beam of light spear energy appeared not far behind him.
Bazark quickly adjusted his body direction to face the oncoming energy beam.
He instantly entered a state of rage and then released the angry spiritual energy in his body.
Holding this ball of energy ray, he flew quickly towards the distance.
Until a corrupted warship just passed through his sight.
Bazak raised the powered folding stool in his hand and crashed it into the outer armor of the corrupted warship together with the energy ray.
The flames of the explosion spread all around in an instant.
Bazark, unharmed, followed the big hole blown out by the corrupted battleship and entered the interior of the corrupted battleship.
"Bang".
Bazak fell heavily to the ground.
Looking at the low-level source demons in the corrupted battleship, they filled the deck like sardines in a can.
This is a low-level source demon troop transport ship.
When these low-level source demons saw Bazak, their eyes turned bloodshot, and they stretched out their scarlet claws and pounced towards Bazak.
Bazak raised the powered folding stool in his hand and rushed towards these low-level source demons.
The source of fear.
A throne made of the heads of various creatures, on which sat a red figure.
Standing below is a group of high-level source demons.
The figure at the top is none other than the Lord of Wrath, one of the evil gods who is the source of fear.
It is formed by the angry emotions of living beings in the real universe.
At this moment, it was watching the angry warriors killing everyone through the perspective of the source demon.
It was particularly attracted by Bazak, which made it unable to help but stroke its chin.
"This is the new life form those guys were talking about. I find it very interesting."
The Lord of Anger laughed with his scarlet eyes wide open.
"Piri, take your men with you. I just woke up and need more energy from my anger."
"Yes, my God."
A high-level source demon standing under the throne immediately left the hall.
"You go down too."
The Lord of Anger waved his hand.
All the high-level source demons used their teleportation abilities to leave.
After all the high-level source demons left, the huge figure of the Lord of Anger stood up.
In an instant, he arrived outside the hall and stood on a high platform.
Looking at the sky filled with the energy of the source of anger.
Take a deep breath.
A large amount of anger-source energy entered its mouth.
"It's not enough to beat those guys."
The Lord of Anger opened his eyes.
With a wave of his hand, a screen condensed from the energy of the source of anger appeared in front of it.
"The things made by these living beings are really useful."
The Lord of Anger looked through the screen at Bazark who was killing everyone.
"This is my ideal subordinate, much better than those trash."
The source demons that obey the Lord of Anger are all created by him using the original energy of anger.
These high-level source demons have been dormant for many years, and their strength has been greatly reduced due to the lack of injection of original energy.
Moreover, its territory has been constantly being squeezed by other evil gods, the source of fear.
Now I can only stay in the Temple of Wrath.
The Lord of Anger suddenly had a bold idea.
"If I corrupt you directly, there will be no need to allocate the original energy to improve those wastes."
The Lord of Anger thought of this and instantly turned into energy and disappeared on the spot.
When he reappeared, he sat on the throne again.
Just as it sat down, the God-chosen Source Demon Prince, whose real-universe body was destroyed by Bazark, appeared in the hall.
"My God".
The God-chosen Prince of Origin fell to his knees upon seeing the Lord of Anger.
"You useless piece of shit, why are you back?"
The God-chosen Prince of Origin Demon felt something was wrong when he heard the words of the Lord of Anger.
"I have found men to replace you useless people."
"ah?".
The God-chosen Prince of the Source Demon raised his head and looked at the Lord of Anger in confusion.
The Lord of Anger waved his hand.
A suction force appeared in the hall, and the God-chosen Prince of the Source Demon suddenly felt that his body was no longer under his control.
He involuntarily flew towards the Lord of Anger.
"It is just the lack of original energy."
The Lord of Anger caught the body of the God-chosen Prince of the Source Demon.
It directly absorbed all the source of anger energy in the latter's body.
On the other side, the Eye of Terror appeared near the orbit of the planet Mahames, and suddenly emitted a large amount of the source of fear energy again.
Then a group of larger and stronger source demons walked out.
As they walked out of the Eye of Fear, they instantly pounced on the surroundings.