The Richest Man in the DC World

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Gast is a different kind of demon. Different from the cruelty and bloodthirsty of ordinary demons, Gast has a crazy desire for power, is good at forbearance, willing to be lonely, and can even fight against instinct for a long time to achieve his goals.

This situation is inseparable from the ability of the Fate Mask. The Fate Mask allows him to have two souls at the same time, but his personality is polarized. One soul inherits the wisdom, cunning, power desire, and dominance desire of the body. The other inherited a ferocious, bloodthirsty, violent demon nature.

The soul in Joel Nash's body is the former. Compared with physical changes, he cares more about the use of magic and soul control.

The burning flame whip was waving recklessly in the woods. Wherever it passed, large trees were cut in two, and the flames burned, setting off a big fire in the forest. The tanks hidden in the woods could not escape at all.

The armored vehicle with a thickness of more than ten centimeters was like paper in front of the long whip of flames. With one whip, the car body was split into two, and the driver was brutally killed.

In just a short while, thirteen tanks turned into fireballs one after another. The flames spread in the forest, dyeing half of the sky red. In the flames, Joel Nash spread his wings and let out a wanton laugh.

"Ridiculous humans, this is the weapon you are proud of.

Laughter echoed in the air, with a strong penetrating power.

Sam Ryan's face was gloomy. The scene in front of him reminded him of the attack in Seaside City. The battle was won at an extremely tragic price. Is it the same today?

As the tanks and planes were destroyed one after another, the atmosphere became extremely depressing. The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay. Facing such a powerful existence, as special soldiers, they experienced a sense of powerlessness for the first time.

In front of the devil, they can do nothing.

Sam Ryan was keenly aware of the change in morale, turned around and shouted angrily,

"I have written a suicide note. If I die, I will die with you."

One sentence shocked everyone, the sergeant said loudly,

"General, please give the order."

"Spread out, in groups of two, remember, life-saving is the most important thing."

"clear."

After the order is issued,

The soldiers gathered together divided into countless small teams, using tree trunks and earth pits as cover, waiting for an opportunity to launch an attack.

Sam Ryan stared at Greer and his party coldly, "I didn't invite you here to watch a show. You are wizards, and there should be a way to weaken his power."

Greer was silent for a moment, then sighed, "I can't guarantee that!"

Sam Ryan squinted his eyes, exuding a vague killing intent,

"What you said just now is not a request, but an order. If you can do it, the crimes you committed before will be wiped out. You will not be hunted down again, and you will even get a commission of three million dollars. If you can't..."

There is no need to say the rest of the words, I understand everything.

Several wizards looked at each other, and after confirming their thoughts, Greer took a step forward,

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

After saying that, he took out the silver compass and aimed at Joel Nash who was chasing and killing the soldiers. As the strange and hoarse incantation sounded, the pointer on the compass began to shake, and there was a faint black mist.

"Little Sagrido!"

"Understood, sir."

The boy bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the compass. The black mist rose instantly and turned into a poisonous snake. It slid into Greer's body along his mouth. The old man's cheeks turned blue, as if he had been poisoned. .

Tremblingly, he pulled out the dagger hanging from his waist and stabbed it hard into his heart.

Pooh!

Black blood splattered, and at the same time, Joel Nash in the distance suffered heavy injuries and fell from mid-air. A blood hole appeared in his heart, and blood overflowed from it, mixed with faint black silk threads.

"Voodoo Curse!"

Joel Nash roared, his red pupils full of murderous intent passed through layers of space, and looked at the wizard Graier coldly.

The old man gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger on his chest, and pierced it in again under the horrified eyes of everyone.

Pooh!

Accompanied by two screams, blood spurted from the hearts of Joel Nash and the old man at the same time, and the scene was unbelievably horrifying.

"Damn bugs!"

Joel Nash abandoned the soldiers who kept firing at him, and flew towards this side like sharp arrows.

The old man said weakly, "Stop...stop him!"

The other six people hurried forward, one used the exorcism spell, one used soul trembling, and one summoned a shadow monster to possess Joel Nash in an attempt to slow him down.

The six of them tried their best, and at the same time, Greer pulled out the dagger again and stabbed hard in the heart.

Ahhh! ! !

Joel Nash let out a cry of pain, spread his five fingers, and the flame whip took shape instantly, and he pulled it forward with all his strength, and the fire whip pierced through the air, with a shrill howl and scorching heat.

A heat wave hit the face, and the wizard at the front quickly set up a defensive barrier in front of him. In the next second, his whole body was split into two, and the corpse was ignited by the flames, turning into a burning fireball.

The people behind him were not spared either, they were hit by the fire whip, and their whole bodies exploded. Seeing this, the rest of them bowed their heads in fright, Little Sagerido threw Greer down, and the two rolled on the ground together.

The fire whip passed over their heads, leaving behind a brilliant red light, and hit the distant woods.

Bang bang bang! ! !

The trees were cut one by one, and the area with a radius of hundreds of meters suddenly became a vacuum area without plants.

Sam Ryan touched his scalp, it was hot, and it was still bleeding. The panic of living in catastrophe overflowed from his heart, and his heart beat uncontrollably. It was only a little short, and it was only five centimeters away. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would definitely be burned. Whip hit.

This is the strength of ancient demons?

It's too scary, and it's not something that human beings can deal with.

Joel Nash killed three wizards with just one whip, which caused unimaginable damage to everyone's fighting spirit.

The gap is too big.

Not to mention tanks, planes, and artillery, even a fully organized infantry division is no match for him.

Sam Ryan gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground with force. Suddenly, the fire whip came galloping, and with a bang, the adjutant beside him was split into two, and blood foam shot out, splashing him all over.

The old man was stunned, his eyes were extremely bloodshot, and he was furious like a wild beast.

Joel Nash curled his lips in disdain, raised his hand, and a head flew up, turning into a burning fireball in mid-air.

"Mr. Greer! Mr. Greer!"

Little Sagredo yelled in horror, and the other wizards were also stunned. Greer was the strongest among them, but now he was decapitated by a whip.

This is not a battle, but a one-sided massacre.

Joel Nash opened his mouth in a cruel grin,

"Ants must have the awareness of ants, instead of provoking the strong, Sam Ryan, don't you want to kill me? Come on, let me see how you kill me."

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