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Chapter 172 Unyielding Flame

There was a hint of playfulness in his words, as if inviting a contest of wits and courage.

Just as Johnny was immersed in the strategic layout, a discordant symphony suddenly broke out in the distance - the sound of gunfire and the wailing of despair intertwined, like a wound torn in the dark night, shocking. Melinda and Lu Yifang had a tacit understanding and solved the first line of defense with thunderous force. Lu Yifang turned around with an uninhibited smile on his face: "Hey, what did you say just now? Oh yeah, I mean, this is a good start, it reminds me of those secret operations under the starlight, direct and efficient, I like it."

“Plan?” Lu Yifang chuckled, his eyes flickering with a preference for direct action. “Plans are just spare tires of wisdom. When you are strong enough to crush everything, why take detours? My creed: If a problem can be solved with one punch, never say a word of nonsense.”

As Lu Yifang walked, those devil followers seemed to become fragile straws in the autumn rice fields, falling one by one, and their wailing was just the background music on his way forward. This was not only a display of strength, but also a fearless declaration of justice.

"Locke, your game is over!" Lu Yifang shouted and stepped on the ground, as if awakening the dormant earth veins. The ground shook violently and cracks spread like living things until the thick stone wall was torn into pieces, like a giant lifting a heavy curtain and clearing the obstacles for the road of justice.

In the center of the square, Locke and Danny's figures were particularly dazzling. Locke's shadow was approaching Danny, but the distance between them became an unbridgeable gap. Lu Yifang's figure was as fast as lightning, crossing the battlefield in an instant. Wherever he passed, a strong wind blew up. Those devil believers who tried to stop him were like paper kites, torn to pieces by the ruthless airflow.

Facing this scene, Locke's eyes flashed with determination and unwillingness, and he made a surprising decision. "Bang!" With a dull sound, Locke's body was like a broken mirror, turning into a blood-colored mist, and recklessly poured into Danny's body. This scene made Nadia, who was present, terrified and screamed: "Danny!"

But Lu Yifang quickly calmed down, with a glimmer of insight in his eyes: "Don't be afraid, it's not a simple possession, but parasitism at the cost of life. Locke paid a huge sacrifice, but also exposed their despair." At this moment, the battle is not only a contest of strength, but also a game of wisdom and will. And Lu Yifang is ready for this final showdown. At the edge of chaos and light, Luna's voice is like the first ray of light at dawn, penetrating the heavy atmosphere: "It can be expelled." This is not just a sentence, but a fire of hope, quietly ignited in the abyss of despair.

Just as the fire of hope was sown, a warrior dressed in brilliant silver light, like a knight from the future battlefield, slowly stepped into everyone's sight. Every inch of his armor shone with the interweaving light of technology and magic, no less than any iron hero in a sci-fi dream, adding a bit of mystery and coolness. He was the Iron Knight Coulson, but his exposed right hand, like a faint shadow next to the brightest star in the night sky, aroused people's reverie - was it an unfinished masterpiece, or a flaw left intentionally, waiting to explode at the critical moment?

Just as Coulson was about to take the step of conquest, the wrath of hell had turned into a flaming ball, roaring towards him with a breath of destruction. However, Coulson's movements were faster than lightning, and his bare right hand seemed to contain a thousand pounds of strength. With a light wave, he turned the fireball into nothingness, leaving behind a crowd of amazement.

"Foolish mortal, do you think I will repeat the same mistake?" Danny's sneer after being possessed by Locke's soul could be heard in the air. He seemed to have transformed into a king in the dark night, looking down at the land. With a wave of his hand, the souls of the believers, like harvested ears of wheat, left their bodies one after another and gathered into a dark force, which was tightly grasped in Locke's hand.

At this critical moment, the sky seemed to respond to some ancient call. Dark clouds surged like a tide, and thunder roared. It was not like the wrath of nature, but more like a warning from another world. Luna's eyes flashed with worry: "The gate of the nine realms is about to open. The distance between hell and earth has never been closer. This place is the fragile link between the two worlds. Locke, he intends to take this opportunity to open the door to the abyss."

Lu Yifang, the brave guardian, heard this and without hesitation, he turned into a flash of lightning and rushed towards Locke. But just as he was about to touch the source of darkness, the barrier of space cracked like fragile glass, and a giant hand stretched out from the crack of hell, like a demon claw made of lava, suddenly grabbed Lu Yifang.

"Arrogant guy!" Lu Yifang's eyes burned with unyielding flames. Instead of retreating, he tightly grasped the ferocious giant arm, his muscles tensed, as if he wanted to concentrate all his strength on one point. With a deafening roar, the arm, which was even larger than Lu Yifang's body, was forcibly broken by him, and magma splashed everywhere, as if even the wrath of hell was frightened by this power.

This scene is not only a contest of strength, but also a hymn of faith and courage. On the edge of chaos and destruction, a legendary chapter of heroes is written. Swish! The sky seemed to be suddenly cut by an invisible sharp blade. A bright and hideous crack suddenly appeared, like the cruelest scar in the universe, spanning the sky, and its width is enough for hundreds of giant ships to sail side by side. This is not a natural crack, but a portal to the abyss. What gushed out from it is not water, but boiling magma, hot enough to melt steel. They poured down in a spectacular manner that almost violated the laws of physics, like the angry tears of the god of fire, weaving a twisted red carpet on the ground, and the air was filled with the suffocating smell of sulfur and destruction.

In the middle of the sea of ​​fire, strange phenomena occurred frequently. Demons of various shapes struggled to crawl out of the cracks. Their bodies were covered with dark scales, and their eyes flashed with bloodthirsty green light, like a nightmare from an ancient legend. At first, they were confused or terrified, but soon, all their eyes were locked on Lu Yifang and his companions like hungry wolves. For them, the fragility and deliciousness of human beings was a feast that could not be compared with any food.

Hahahaha——Locke, the ruler of hell, stood in front of the door leading to destruction, with a playful sneer on his face. The feast of hell has already begun. Even if you can kill me, you can't stop this catastrophe. Because I am not the only one who desires souls. More devil kings are watching secretly. Their greed and ambition are no less than mine. Once the door of hell is opened, no one can close it easily.