The Demon King is unfathomable

Chapter 155 The sun is shining brightly!

At the same time that Shino Dragun saw Kasen Skullbreaker, the latter also saw the former standing on the battlefield.

A bloodthirsty smile suddenly appeared on that ugly face, and a pair of pupils burning with murderous intent seemed to be saying "We meet again."

Xino looked at him in disbelief, his eyes full of surprise.

Undead?

Do not--

That guy is definitely not an undead!
He couldn't sense any trace of undead energy from the ogre!
Just at this moment, a tiny possibility suddenly emerged in Xino's mind.

This guy was indeed killed by himself!

However, not long after that, Kasen, who was killed by himself, entered the Chaos Reincarnation Pool to receive the baptism bestowed by the "Flame of Destruction", and not long after that, he was reborn with a more powerful attitude, carrying with him the memories of his previous life!

This guy was born again!
And with the help of ritual magic, it quickly grew to adulthood!
Looking at those fearless and courageous Chao soldiers, Xino suddenly realized their way of survival, and finally understood why they, who were bloodthirsty by nature, did not destroy themselves.

They used their short lives to please Kalmandes, achieved spiritual sublimation after death, and were reincarnated as his warriors again!
What Kalmandes gave them was not eternal life, but it was the same as eternal life.

Because after death, they will soon return to the battlefield and face their opponents in a more powerful posture!

This is their way of survival!

If it was me who was killed at that time, I would probably end up like him, entering into this endless death...

"What a blasphemy..."

Xino swallowed his saliva and felt his scalp tingling.

Especially when he thought that if he lost to that guy behind the Chaos Gate, his final fate would most likely be the same as that guy, reincarnating in an endless cycle of life and death, and experiencing death again and again...

Even the demons born in the deepest part of hell couldn't help but feel that this was a bit too hellish.

Blue blood oozed out from under Valgur's shell, and suddenly condensed into frost, climbing up along the blade that pierced the false sheath, and finally touched Kasen's fingers.

Kasen, who was laughing wildly, suddenly looked stern and quickly pulled out the blade that was stuck in the head of the giant frost beetle.

Although his reaction was quick, he was still a step too slow, and in just a moment his fingers had turned into ice sculptures.

That is the curse that flows in the blood of the frost beetles!
Looking at the fingers that were frozen into ice sculptures, Kasen suddenly grinned grimly, clenched his right hand hard, and actually crushed the frozen finger into pieces!
Seeing that the little bug on his back refused to leave, Valgur finally raised his head, let out an angry roar, and pressed his belly to the ground.

As he lowered his huge, bulky body, thousands of frost beetles began to crawl onto his back.

Kasen swung the blade in his hand and chopped down dozens of frost beetles that crawled to his side. However, facing the tide-like attack, even as the Chosen of Chaos, he was unable to resist for a while.

Seeing that the surging insect nest was about to submerge it, the ogre suddenly raised his head and roared, then threw the sword in his hand into the air.

With a series of "sizzling" sounds of metal collisions, the iron chain wrapped around his body was like a fishing line rushing towards the capstan, and was carried to the dome by the whistling blade!

At this moment, a pterosaur cavalryman whizzed by and grabbed the chain flying into the air, and then the reins were lifted up.

Under the traction of the pterosaur, Kasen, holding the chain, jumped into the air as if he was on an elevator before the swarm of insects overwhelmed him!

Seeing that the little bug that had been attacking him on his back was about to fly away, Valgur let out an angry roar and spit out a breath of frost toward the dome!
The solid mist was like a waterfall flowing in reverse, as if even the air was frozen into ice!

However, the speed of the frost breath was too slow after all, and was easily dodged by the howling pterosaur cavalry, without even a hair being touched.

A mocking and cruel smile appeared on Kasen's face.

Just as he was circling and about to fight back after grabbing the chain, a dense rain of arrows suddenly swooped into the air!
The whizzing sound of breaking through the air is like locusts!
The pterosaur hovering in the air had no idea what was happening before it and the cavalry on its back were shot into hedgehogs by the whistling crossbow arrows!

"Gah!" The pterosaur, bleeding profusely, let out a painful howl, rolled uncontrollably in the air, and fell downwards.

At the same time, Valgur raised his head, opened his bloody mouth, and bit the falling pterosaur into a bloody mist with a crunch!
At the moment when his life was hanging by a thread, Kasen loosened the chain in his hand in time and flew out by inertia, thus avoiding being eaten away by the giant frost beetle.

But even so, he was thrown out and fell hard, landing heavily on an open space a hundred meters away.

He actually smashed a deep hole in the cracked and dry land!
Fortunately, there was thick fat acting as a cushion, otherwise this blow alone would have been enough to send him away again, just moments after he was born!

Kasen staggered to his feet, shook off the dirt on his body, and tried to figure out what had just happened.

However, just as he raised his embarrassed head, he saw an elite army armed to the teeth appear at the end of his sight!

Those demon soldiers were all dressed in black armor, carrying square shields on their backs, and holding heavy crossbows that were half a person's height and engraved with inscriptions!
As a former member of this maze, he knew the identities of those people very well—

That's the Black Dragon Crossbowman from Desperate City!

It is said that the bowstrings of those 3,000 heavy crossbows are all made from the tendons of black dragons using the secret techniques of dragon hunters. They can even easily penetrate the protective aura of a silver-level warrior within a hundred steps!
In terms of power alone, this thing is much more powerful than a musket. The only drawback is that it is limited in number. After all, dragons are not common and are even more difficult to deal with.

Reggie Dragun previously announced that he had three thousand Black Dragon heavy crossbows, but it is hard to say whether there are actually two thousand of them. After all, no one has counted them one by one, and it is more likely that some ordinary bows and crossbows are mixed in to make up the number.

But no matter how many real weapons there are among them, the reputation of the Black Dragon Crossbowmen is well-known in the Leiming County area.

It is said that on the battlefield, even the famous Trident Knights had to avoid their sharp edge... Although even if the special characteristics of the Black Dragon Crossbowmen are not taken into account, generally few Knights would attack the crossbowmen's positions head-on.

Kasen Skullcrusher's pupils contracted slightly.

What made him afraid was not the Black Dragon Heavy Crossbow, but the fact that three of the four existing demon generals in the Thunder County Maze actually appeared here!

It seems that this maze has undergone significant changes during the time he was away.

Speaking of which——

He seemed to have not seen the hybrid shadow demon so far.

At this moment, Kasen suddenly realized something.

However, just as he was about to find a handy weapon from his side, a cold dagger had quietly approached his throat.

It happened in a split second, so fast that he had no time to react. A wisp of black smoke like a gauze blew his head off.

Looking at Thanos who suddenly appeared behind the Chaos Chosen One, Blancia, who was about to order the arrows to be shot, slowly put down the whip she had just raised.

At this time, Xino, holding a battle axe, ran over from a distance.

"Wait a moment--"

As soon as he finished speaking, the standing headless corpse and the flying head fell to the ground together.

Looking at Shino Dragun running from a distance, Thanos, who was standing next to the headless corpse, frowned slightly and said in confusion.

"Any questions?"

"This won't kill him..." Unexpectedly, he was still a step too late. Xino gritted his teeth and repeated his findings.

After hearing this, Thanos showed a surprised expression, frowned slightly and thought for a long time, but remained indifferent.

"It doesn't matter, it's just an ant," he said lightly, shaking the dagger in his hand, "I will kill him again when the time comes."

Even if Chaos' Chosen One could be resurrected again and again, that guy's strength could not expand indefinitely.

Ultimately, it is humans who determine the total amount of supernatural power, and God only determines the rules of distribution.

Although Thanos did not understand the deeper reasons, his experience told him that there was a limit to the favors from the gods that mortals could receive.

Otherwise, mortals would have no chance to participate in the war between Hell and the surface, and it would simply become a competition of which side can brag more.

As he spoke, he turned his gaze towards the Black Knight who was fighting fiercely with Grak, and licked the corner of his mouth excitedly.

Unlike that ogre.

That guy might make an interesting opponent!

Looking at Thanos who turned and left, Xino was speechless.

Just at this moment, a series of dark shadows rushed past him and followed Thanos' footsteps towards the Black Knight.

That is a group of assassins loyal to Thanos.

Although their numbers are far less than those of the soldiers under the command of the other three demon generals, no one dares to underestimate this power hidden in the shadows!
Blancia, dressed in military uniform, stood under the flag of Desperate City, looking in the direction where the black shadows disappeared with an intriguing smile.

She originally thought that Thanos was only planning to take action himself, but she didn't expect that he would move all his hidden tricks to the battlefield.

So much so that she couldn't help but wonder if this guy had secretly done something to the Demon King, or if the Demon King had some evidence against him.

After shaking off the descendants lying on his body, Valgur looked in the direction where the crossbow arrow came from, and a low voice and frosty breath floated out of his ferocious mouthparts.

"Thank you."

There wasn't much gratitude in that voice. After all, in his opinion, even without help, he could deal with the group of mosquitoes running around. It would just take some time.

Blancia didn't care and just said with a smile.

"polite."

As she finished her words, she swung the thorn whip in her hand forward, and the Black Dragon crossbowman, who had finished loading, once again poured rounds of arrows towards the rear of the Chaos army.

The battle is not over yet!

Xino had no time to take care of anything else for the moment. He just took a short breath and then went back to fight with the battle axe in hand.

Even though Kalmandus' servants are immortal and will be resurrected soon, he must defeat them on the battlefield if he wants to close the Gate of Chaos!
At the same time, in the center of the battlefield, players were shouting in excitement and excitement as they watched the arrows and magic lights whizzing overhead.

This battle was more than one level higher than the previous battle in the Misty Forest in terms of both scale and intensity.

The only regret is that the modeling is a bit monotonous. There are no flying squids, upside-down walking heart-eating demons, and stone-throwing Cyclopses this time.

The vassal of Kalmanders was more like a traditional army, consisting of light and heavy infantry, cavalry, and archers.

And the black knight who looks like a boss also looks completely like a human knight, and is not as scary as the guy with tentacles under his body.

But it is just like the saying that the weirder the skin, the weaker the person. The black knight holding the long sword may look unprepossessing, but he is obviously much more difficult to deal with than the mad talker named Mel. He actually fought on equal terms with Grak, who has the peak platinum level strength, and even had the upper hand!

Grak let out an angry roar and swept his double-edged battle axe towards the black knight's mount.

Faced with the thunder-like attack, the taciturn black knight did not dodge or evade, but simply blocked the seemingly fatal blow with a light block.

"clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed across the battlefield, and sparks flew several meters away, just like molten iron splashing on a forge!
Feeling the pain from the palm of his hand, Grak felt his heart pounding with fear.

Not only did he use all his strength in that attack just now, he also activated the blessing of his ancestors flowing in his blood.

Even a diamond-level demon as strong as Reggie Dragun himself could not remain unscathed from his full-strength attack!
However, not only did this guy accept it, but nothing even happened to him!

diamond?

amethyst?

Grandmasters and demigods shouldn't be...

A trace of sweat oozed out of Grak's forehead. He had no idea of ​​the strength of the man in front of him. He even felt that this guy was getting stronger as the fight went on.

Actually, it’s not his fault.

The chosen ones from behind the Chaos Gate are not creatures of this world at all. The extraordinary powers they possess do not come from this world, so their strength is naturally not suitable to be measured by the standards of this world.

The knight in black armor looked down at him, the long sword in his hand seething with silent flames, but a bloodthirsty and hot light shone from under the burning armor.

Without a word of exchange, the two sides seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, and they started fighting again the moment their eyes made contact.

Even though he realized that the opponent in front of him was stronger than him, Grak had no intention of retreating. Instead, his fighting spirit grew stronger.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly floated over from not far away, and like a shadow, it quietly spread and touched the back of the black knight.

As if sensing the threat coming from behind, the black knight suddenly turned the sword in his hand and swung it backwards, drawing an arc-shaped wall of fire behind the horse's hooves!

"Ping——!"

The whistling dagger seemed to have hit a solid wall and failed to penetrate the burning wall at all!
The erratic black shadow retreated as soon as it was touched, like a feather blown by the wind, and landed on the ground ten meters away and turned into a human figure. The warhorse under his crotch neighed, and the black knight holding the reins looked a little solemn, and in an instant he was obviously much more alert.

Although judging from the close combat just now, the shadow demon's strength was obviously inferior to that of the orc in front of him, the threat posed by the former to him far exceeded that of the latter.

Looking at Thanos in a black cloak, Grak, holding a double-bladed battle axe, grinned, with an obvious flash of joy in his eyes.

He shortened the distance between his hand holding the axe handle and the axe blade, and took a stance ready for a mixed doubles fight.

"I never thought that I would join forces with a guy like you one day."

Thanos said casually, playing with the dagger in his hand.

"I didn't expect that it's not too late for you to regret now."

Gluck raised an eyebrow.

"Are you afraid?"

Thanos sneered softly.

"I mean, you can just stay away and let me have this guy."

Grak laughed out loud and said mockingly.

"What a bullshit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force with his feet and chased after the black knight who was trying to distance himself.

The black knight who tried to retreat was stuck by him again and had to give up the idea of ​​retreating and swing his sword to chop against the double-edged battle axe.

At the same time, Thanos, who came to support, did not stand idly by. His two daggers kissed the black knight's back like poisonous snakes.

The duel turned into a gang fight.

Faced with a mixed doubles match of one tall and one short, the Black Knight bathed in flames could not resist for a while even with the blessing of chaos.

Seizing the latter's weakness, Grak swung the battle axe in his hand fiercely, hitting the neck of his horse squarely!

Most of the flesh on its neck was scraped off, and the warhorse fell to the side dead without even having time to neigh.

The mount beneath him suddenly lowered, and the black knight was caught off guard and fell off the horse.

As soon as his iron boots touched the ground, before he could stand up, he was met with a dagger stabbing towards him. He could only hastily raise his sword to block it.

Thanos did not stop after failing to hit the target. Instead, he stabbed out dozens of times in succession, and with the sound of metal clashing, he took advantage of the momentum to jump backwards, and his figure floating backwards was frozen in the air.

Looking at the mysterious smile frozen in the air, the black knight who lost his horse instinctively felt something was wrong.

However, before he could react to what was happening, the shadow demon hanging in the air turned into countless black afterimages and pierced towards him like thousands of arrows piercing the heart.

"Rain of Daggers!"

The constantly flickering afterimage was like a shuttle flying in the air. It was heading straight for the black knight's face one second, and emerged from his chest the next.

In just a moment, the black knight's armor was pierced with holes, revealing scarlet blood and chaotic miasma.

The seriously injured black knight knelt down on one knee, relying only on the sword to support his body. Finally, a sharp howl floated out from under the silent black armor.

The sound sounded like a painful wail, but also like a pious prayer.

At the same time as the howling sounded, a strange image suddenly appeared in the air under the dome of the maze.

A burning head was overlooking the earth, its pupils like the sun staring down, burning the entire battlefield with its scorching gaze.

Illuminated by the scorching light, both the khal warriors and the orc soldiers howled in pain.

Their skin was smoking as if it were on fire.

At the same time, bathed in the scorching light, the black knight's power seemed to be sublimated, and the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Grak looked in astonishment at the black knight who had stood up again, his expression slightly moved.

“Is this…holy light?!”

Thanos, wearing a black cloak, looked solemn and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Holy Light doesn't look like this..."

Holy light will not burn living people, it will only kill dead souls and demons.

However, the light that burned everything was obviously the opposite. Except for the chosen ones of Chaos, all living beings were equally affected by that light...including demons!
On the contrary, the undead did not suffer any casualties!
That's more like pure sun!
Looking at the Black Knight who stood up again, Talos and Grak raised their weapons again, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The black knight took off his helmet, revealing a face covered with herpes, and the corners of his scarred mouth curled up in a creepy grin.

Suddenly, he spoke in a stuttering voice.

"You are very strong... and have won the favor of my Lord... but this is the end."

Looking at the black knight with his sword raised, Grak, holding a battle axe, sneered and said.

"I thought you were dumb, I didn't expect you could speak."

The black knight ignored him and just faced the sword in his hand, uttering obscure mantras like spells.

"My name is Atum. I serve the flame that destroys everything and the sun that burns everything... I shall die with honor!"

The long sword in his hand was like a burning torch, and the turbid and red light was like the dusk falling into the horizon!
At this moment, a small and beautiful figure suddenly appeared in the air, and her scarlet eyes exuded a murderous light.

"Die!!!" A suppressed growl uttered from Xixi's mouth, and her petite and tender face was twisted into a ball because of anger.

The spiritual power like the waves of the sea condensed into a spear between her eyebrows and stabbed straight into the head of the black knight.

But something unexpected happened.

Perhaps it was because her people were suffering from the scorching sun and could not offer her their surging spiritual power as before.

The spearhead constructed by mental power was like a toothpick stuck on the city wall. Not only did it fail to hurt it at all, but it was burned by the backlash of the chaotic flames.

A sharp pain penetrated into her forehead. Sissi, who was flying in the air, let out a painful cry and fell straight from the air to the battlefield.

The black knight named Atum simply glanced in her direction and sneered.

"Where are the flies coming from?"

Gluck glanced in the direction where the imp had fallen.

He didn't care about that guy's life or death. What made him alert was that this guy was completely unharmed when facing the concentrated mental fire of the little devil!
"It's a bit difficult..." Thanos shook the dagger in his hand and said with a twinkling eye, "If Blancia gets scared, I'm afraid we two alone won't be her match."

At first he planned to use this guy's head as a gift to the devil to make amends, but now he is in a difficult situation.

Grak stared at the burning sword in silence, his face gloomy, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Speaking of the Demon King?

The blood shed by the Blood Blade Clan was enough to prove their loyalty, but that guy never showed up from beginning to end...

Sissi, who was falling from the sky, felt dazed for a moment, and her shaky consciousness was playing before her eyes like a slide show.

She tried to flap her wings to stabilize the air currents that were passing by her, but her body simply did not obey her.

The backlash of chaos on her mental power almost burned her nerves, and she couldn't even feel her body below her neck.

Maybe she shouldn't have been so blinded by anger at the suffering of her people, maybe she should have been more cautious in her actions... But it seemed meaningless to say that now.

She felt that her speed was getting faster and faster, and she had already exceeded the critical point for a safe landing, and there was no possibility of pulling herself up again.

Feeling the increasingly turbulent air flow beside her ears, Xixi forced a bitter smile on her face.

Although the Queen of Nightmare Land has never lived for more than ten years, she might be the shortest-lived one... and the only one to die from a fall.

It's hard to say which is more humiliating, this or being strung on a flagpole.

I hope the Demon King will be a little nicer to the Nightmare Land because she remained loyal to the Great Cemetery until the very end.

I also hope that Missy can shoulder the responsibilities on her shoulders.

Among all her subordinates, only that guy seemed to have a slightly better brain, but he lacked some stability...

But these can be cultivated slowly.

Just when Xixi closed her eyes and almost accepted her fate, a warm and firm touch suddenly supported the back of her head.

The passing air flow seemed to be strangled by the throat by that powerful arm, and the momentum of its rapid fall suddenly stopped.

Feeling the heart-pounding warmth, Sissi opened her eyes suddenly, only to see an unexpected face.

"Demon, Lord Demon King?!"

Her face was full of surprise. She didn't understand why the Demon King was here, and she didn't understand why he, who was only at the bronze level, could fly.

To be honest, Luo Yanfei's skills were not that good, but he had no problem dragging himself up using air magic.

Don't say he is now at the silver level.

Even when he was at the bronze level before, he could do it easily with his understanding of spells and control of magic power.

"Does this count as returning the favor I did for you?" Luo Yan joked as he looked at the pretty face that was flushed with red.

The situation at this moment seemed to be exactly the same as when I was in the misty forest. The only difference was that I was the one down there, looking up at that relaxed smile.

Now, the two people's positions have completely reversed.

The difference between him and her was that the queen of nightmare land was obviously not as calm as him, or not as shameless as him.

That small and delicate face had turned completely red like a ripe apple, and had crawled over the crystal clear earlobes to the white neck.

He just thought of it as being exposed to the sun.

After all, he was not the only one who needed face, his vassals also needed that thing.

Sissi, who was always dignified and elegant, opened and closed her lips in panic, stammering for a long time before she squeezed out a word.

"Demon, Demon King... You, you shouldn't come here. That guy... You are no match for him..."

Luo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Who gave you permission to say that?"

"I'm sorry! Please forgive my rudeness... I, I, I... I was just worried about you..." Realizing her slip of the tongue, Xixi buried her head in shame, wishing she could break free and bang her head against the ground and die.

Looking at Xixi who was curled up in his arms, Luo Yan smiled faintly. Although he thought the contrast was very interesting, considering their future interactions he did not continue to tease her, but stopped talking at the right time.

Controlling the air flow dragging beside him to slowly descend, Luo Yan's feet touched the ground, and then he looked up at the "sun" that was burning under the dome like a scorching sun.

The sun looks like a giant’s head!

A pair of burning pupils were looking down at the earth, watching the chess pieces that were being manipulated and burned by Him.

Gradually, he seemed to notice a strange gaze, and his eyes filled with murderous intent and provocation focused on Luo Yan at the same time.

Responding to the burning gaze as a demon king, Luo Yan answered Xixi's previous incoherent concern in a nonchalant voice.

"You don't have to worry about me."

"This is my Demon Lord territory."

“It’s also my home turf.”

(End of this chapter)