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“Ackerman!”

Just as the four demons were discussing, a sharp and delicate shout suddenly came from the center of the temple.

The four demons were slightly stunned, and turned their eyes to look at the center of the temple.

The originally luxurious and solemn Holy Lord Hall has now turned into ruins.

The once magnificent dome of the giant hall has completely disappeared. The tall columns and wide white walls are basically left with only broken ruins.

There are broken bricks and tiles everywhere, and it is a mess, but this huge temple has become the best battlefield for duels.

At this moment, in the center of this messy temple, a cold and beautiful woman in black soft armor was standing proudly, her eyes full of chilling, staring at Akerman, a star-swallowing apostle outside the field.

"Hehehehehehehehe, who did you think it is? It turns out that it is the precious daughter of the old thief Mamen, Princess Dark Song!" Ackerman, the apostle of the Star Swallowing Star, sneering in contempt and disdain in his eyes.

"Ackerman, come out and die!"

Wu Ya'an Ge acted straightforwardly, and his extremely cold and divine power immediately poured out like mercury. Before she could finish, she sneered and said, "Old thief, aren't you afraid anymore?"

"Hahaha, a joke! I'm afraid of you, an ignorant junior who is not dry?"

Ackerman, the apostle of the Star-Devouring Ackerman, immediately raised his head and laughed. Among the four demons, he, Ackerman, was undoubtedly the oldest and had the strongest territory and comprehensive strength.

I think Ackerman was following the demon lord Luohu and was in a powerful way. He was not afraid of the Father of Light, who is now at the peak of the Milky Way galaxy. How could he be afraid of a young man?

"Brother Ackerman, humans have always been tricky. That little girl who is still stingy now is so anxious to challenge you, there may be a fraud here!"

The Lord of the Abyss, Kaos, was insidious and cunning, and he couldn't help but feel more cautious at this time.

"Haha, it's just a reckless child who is eager to avenge his father."

Ackerman sneered disdainfully and said proudly, "I did fail to invade the Hell World, but it was not a failure to return. The demon god Mamen in the dark demon realm of the Hell World has died in my hands. This junior is the daughter of the old thief Mamen."

"How could this ignorant junior who just inherited the divine nature be my opponent? What's more, even if they are prepared? Is there no next move for me?"

Self-confidence comes from full confidence in one's own strength. At this time, the Star-Swallowing Apostle Akerman was showing his strong spirit as an old demon god, so that the strong fighting spirit displayed by the Wuya Ange in the distance became pale in comparison.

"That's true. With your strength, even her father, the dark demon god Mamen, may not be able to win, let alone her as a young junior."

The Blackfly Apostle Gent and the Lord of the Abyss Caos looked at each other, then nodded in agreement, "Then we wish Brother Ackerman a victory! However, humans have always been cunning, so Brother Ackerman should act carefully."

The Apostle Blackfly and the Lord of the Abyss thought about it, it was indeed the case.

The Star-Swallowing Ackerman is indeed the oldest and hidden one among the four demons. After so many years, these demons have developed for so many years. God knows how many secret tricks this Ackerman has hidden under his back.

And as we all know, the natal artifact of Akerman, Ai Xing Maul, the star-swallowing apostle, fosters the power of stars, which can attack and defend, and is powerful. Even old demons who have been famous for a long time are unwilling to face it, let alone a young man who is still young.

Not to mention anything else, this Yixing Maul is enough to deal with these ignorant humans.

Although the plague apostle Seramis had not spoken because of his bad mood, she was also full of confidence in Ackerman.

Although Ackerman, an old thief, always takes advantage of it, he has to admit that his strength is very strong, and only when the couple join forces can he surpass him in the overall power.

Now, the old thief takes action personally to deal with a small human junior, absolutely foolproof.

"Hehe, don't worry too much, just an ignorant junior who is just a novice, I will come when I go."

The Star-Swallowing Ackerman sneered sinisterly, then turned around and stepped to the center of the temple.

...

Just the same time the Apostle of the Swallowing Stars came on stage.

On the other end of the temple, Wang Yan and his companions were closely watching the changes in the ruthlessness on the field.

"Xiao Yan, do you think Ange can succeed?"

Under the throne of the gods, Huangfu Nanlian frowned slightly, and said with concern, "When I fought with the plague apostles, I obviously felt the skill and terror of those demons. And this Ackerman was obviously stronger than that plague apostles. I was worried that Ange could not handle it..."

"Yes, even the momentum that Ackerman exudes is obviously superior to Miss Ange. This battle may be very unfavorable to Miss Ange."

The dark saint Catherine also showed a worried look. Not only her, but all the companions present, as well as Father God of Light, showed a worried attitude towards the situation on the field.

At this moment, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Wu Ya'an Ge is indeed young and vigorous. With the support of strong hatred, it is like a sharp thorn full of sharp murderous intent.

But facing this murderous apostle Akman of the Star-Swallowing Star, he seemed calm and at ease. His aura that was casually exposed was even more like a sea, easily suppressing Wu Ya'an Ge.

Everyone understands this situation that Akerman, the apostle of the Star Swallowing Star, is worthy of being a powerful and old demon god. There is indeed a deep gap between Wuya'ange and him.

"Anyway, we can only choose to believe in Ange, and this duel must be completed by her."

Wang Yan also understood that it was indeed very difficult to let An Ge, who had just inherited the divine nature, fight against a long-standing old demon god, but now there is no other way to support her and do a good job in assisting her.

"Old Wang is right. At this point, we can only choose to believe in Ange and let Ange himself grasp his own destiny."

The high priest Belika slowly sat upright and looked at Wang Yan with a firm expression, "Old Wang, I'm ready."

Wang Yan nodded gratefully: "Belica, I'll ask you next."

As Belika said, fate seems unpredictable, but in fact, it is the person who can truly grasp his own destiny, who is ourselves.

The trajectory of fate is always changing. Her destiny technique will indeed bring great gains to some extent, but whether she can seize this opportunity depends on Wuya Ange herself.

It’s like Belika’s destiny technique just now damaged the natal artifact of the Plague Apostles, but if Huangfu Nanlian had not seized the opportunity at that time and pursued her with all her might, she would not be able to hurt the Plague Apostles in one fell swoop.

So whether you can truly change your destiny next depends on Wu Ya'ange's own ability.

...

On this side, in the center of the broken temple, the confrontation between Uya Ange and the star-swallowing apostle Akman has reached a very sharp level.

Time seemed to stagnate around the two of them. It was obvious that they only had a few breaths, but it seemed as long as a century had passed.

The momentum and pressure emitted by the two people continued to fight and rub against each other in this space, making the already solemn atmosphere begin to become more and more compelling.

It was not until Wang Yan and several partners began to cheer outside the court to cover up the fluctuations of Belika's secret use of the art of fate in secret that the two sides stopped the tense stalemate.

"Haha, ignorant little devil, you are indeed as stupid and stubborn as your father."

The Star-Swallowing Ackerman, after the stalemate, raised his lips and sneered.

Accompanied by the silence of laughter, his half-rotten face, the rotten flesh squirmed, and it became more ferocious and terrifying.

"Yes, I am indeed as stubborn as my father." Wu Ya'an Ge's eyes slowly contracted, and his cold momentum gradually condensed, "And I, like my father, will kill you!"

"Puff haha! Just you? An unknown junior who just inherited the divine nature? Haha..."

Ackerman looked up and laughed, and finally turned his eyes and said sarcastically, "Ignorance, even your father can't do anything to me. Why do you think you can deal with me?"

Looking at Wu Ya'an Ge's unshakable firm expression, Ackerman once again laughed and sneered, "Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

"Speak less nonsense."

Wu Ya'ange's expression was calm, but in this unusually calm expression, it was full of pure and decisive murderous intent, "Ackerman, no matter what tricks you have or how hard you struggle, I will kill you today!"

"Hiss!" Ackerman, who had just laughed, suddenly felt a murderous intent that was as sharp as the back, which made him, who had been through the battlefield for a long time, get goose bumps.

Akerman, who was surprised, couldn't help but look at Wuya'an Ge again.

At this moment, Wu Ya'an Ge's hands were gently stroked, and he was placed on the pair of daggers on his back.

At the same time, the layers of dark magic energy began to spread out quickly from her body like night. So much so that in just a blink of an eye, her surroundings were already covered by darkness, and even a trace of light could not penetrate.

And she herself is gradually submerging in the darkness, just like a goddess from the night spreading the purest darkness on this earth.

"Oh? Dark Sky? Scream, it's really the same as your stupid father."

Ackerman, the apostle of the Star-Swallowing Star, naturally recognized Wu Ya'an Ge's move at a glance, but although he couldn't sneer, he was cunning and immediately displayed his divine power and quickly wrapped his whole body with the cloak flowing starlight he was wearing.

Because he knew very well that at the moment when the dark sky that was so pure to the extreme, the most fierce murderous intent would come.

really!

Just as the dark sky that continued to spread around, the star-swalking apostle Akerman completely devoured the fierce battle started instantly!

"Clang!"

The sound of the sharp blade coming out of the sheath suddenly rang out in the almost extreme darkness.

"Cang!" "Zang!" "Cang..."

Immediately afterwards, I heard the sharp metal collision sounds constantly rising and falling in the dark sky, and kept ringing.

Coupled with the occasional violent waves of air and violent explosions, the dark demon who seemed invisible was showing the outside world how fierce and cruel the battles in the sky were.

Outside the field, Wang Yan and his companions subconsciously held their breath, and were so nervous that they couldn't speak.

The dark sky is an absolute realm condensed by pure dark magic energy.

In this field, all light sources will be covered. Whenever any creature comes here, no matter how sharp the five senses, it will be greatly blocked, and even the perception of divine thoughts will be suppressed to its limit.

But the galaxy beast born from the darkness of the universe, the dark demon god Mamen, and his daughter Uya Ange, are like fish in water here, move freely, and their own strength will also increase to a certain extent.

This is like using your own huge divine power to create a home field for yourself. Fighting at your home field will naturally be invincible.

But at the moment, Wang Yan and others who could not detect the internal situation of the Dark Sky could only watch the constantly churning dark magic energy outside, relying on the sound of sound, speculating on the internal battle situation.

This somewhat made Wang Yan and others, who were used to seeing all things in the world with their eyes, feel a little anxious.

"Listen to the sound, Ange seems to be taking the initiative."

"It seems that in Miss Ange's dark sky, he is as powerful as Ackerman, the apostle of the Star-Swallowing Star, and can only defend himself passively."
To be continued...