Don't disturb the sorcerer's scientific research

Chapter 145 The Devil's Invasion
The northern wilderness, the valley burned by fire.

Thousands of demons gathered, led by the King of Lies, along with two other grand dukes.

Because this new ultra-long-distance mass teleportation technology has a limited transmission capacity, the devil cannot send out an army that is too large.

Gathering several thousand demons is already the maximum teleportation limit.

Belial had to choose the best of the best, selecting only the most powerful demons to fight.

The teleportation array was about to activate.

Belial's unease grew stronger.

This unease began about a month ago, and as the day of action approaches, the unease is even threatening to turn into panic.

But he couldn't show it.

He was the devil in charge of this operation, and the higher-ups couldn't show any unease, as that would be tantamount to sending a signal to all their subordinates that "this devil is no good, it's time to challenge him."

Belial himself concluded that the source of this unease was that the entire preparation process had gone too smoothly.

I find the reasons I came up with somewhat amusing.

Too much success isn't good.

But if you think about it carefully, none of the undercover agents sent out were exposed, all the preliminary preparations were kept secret, and even the false prophecies made against the mainland prophetic sorcerers were not found to have any flaws.

Each of these, taken individually, is certainly good news.

And yet, all of that happened.

It shouldn't have all happened.

If the countries on the continent were so incompetent, they wouldn't have been able to keep the demons trapped in the northern wasteland.

The fact that everything went so smoothly gave Belial a feeling that he might have been set up.

However, his opinion, which was based on conjecture without evidence, was not accepted by the other demons.

The operation has been prepared to this point; we have no choice but to proceed.

Military merit is the primary means of advancement for devils; war is not a pressure for devils, peace is.

Too many devils need a war.

This has brought the invasion of Theldarion to a point where it cannot be stopped.

The anxiety and pressure made Belial even want to pray.

When other ethnic groups encounter this situation, they can choose to pray to their own gods, which may actually be helpful.

But to whom can he pray? The devil isn't even a follower of evil gods.

Should we pray to a great demon with near-divine power, or to Asmodeus?
just forget it.

This lord of hell has no interest in protecting any demons.

The massive magic circle had been activated, and crimson runes formed a giant gate. The gate slowly opened, revealing a view overlooking Theldarion on the other side.

The spatial distortion phenomenon caused by teleportation.

Stepping through the portal from Fire Valley will cause a magic circle to appear above the Elven Sanctuary, and you will be airdropped into the battlefield.

To this end, the devils also conducted targeted parachute training, and those who didn't die from the fall were allowed to jump directly.

Those who can fly should use the Flying technique, those who can vaporize should use the Vaporizing technique, and only those who have absolutely no other choice should use the Feather Falling technique.

But the feathers must fall when they are low in the air and close to the ground.

Otherwise, if it just floats slowly in the sky, it would be a sitting duck.

The moment the portal opened, thousands of demons were thrilled; if they hadn't maintained some discipline, they would have already rushed in.

The other two devil dukes involved in the operation looked at Belial with some impatience, wondering what they were waiting for.

In terms of rank, they are slightly lower than the King of Lies, and the devil's hierarchy is very strict. No one is allowed to move without Belial's order, unless they want to challenge him.

However, launching a challenge at such a critical juncture would be somewhat foolish.

Belial observed the situation in Serdarion.

The panicked crowd and the hastily organized guards seemed perfectly normal, just like what one would expect from someone caught in a surprise attack.

"What are we waiting for? For them to organize their defenses?"

Upon hearing this, Belial glanced at the duke.

That's why he disliked most devils; they were too impatient.

He had to be careful; although the devil might rise from the dead in hell, that would take time.

If too many combatants are lost here, the situation in Fire Valley will become very difficult for the time being, and he will face more than one problem.

A mad demon roaming everywhere, ambitious subordinates, and treacherous kin...

"attack."

Belial calmly issued the order to attack. He had already decided that if any problems arose, it would be the fault of the two impatient and disobedient dukes.

Being in charge of the devil doesn't necessarily mean taking all the blame.

At his command, thousands of deformed demons rushed into the portal.

Despite their impatience, the devils maintained basic combat skills and had a clear objective.

The highest priority is to destroy the major teleportation arrays in the city as soon as possible to prevent a large-scale arrival of reinforcements.

Secondly, there are the city's high-end combat forces, mainly the Silvermoon Academy and the Spellcaster's Association branch, as well as the headquarters of the city guard.

Finally, there are military targets, such as fortresses and armories.

As for ordinary people, it's a piece of cake.

Belial did not lead the charge; he waited for the impatient demons to go first.

He had no need to claim credit for his war efforts.

As the devil in charge, he gets the biggest credit if the operation succeeds.

One cannot take all the blame, but must claim all the credit.

Belial finally felt somewhat relieved when he saw that the first batch of demons had arrived on the ground and begun their mission of destroying targets.

It turns out he was overthinking things.

Judging from the current situation, the operation is unlikely to encounter any major obstacles to its success.

When the pressure is less, you'll have more goals to achieve.

greedy!

If you're not greedy, what kind of devil are you?

Just before entering the portal, he gave his last instructions to his attendants.

“Send two more to help John, the one who went to capture Jasmine, the lust demon.”

"Haven't we already sent out a demon hunter from the deepest hell?"

“I know, but sending two more would give us a better chance of success. We need to do things in the way that has the highest success rate.”

"Yes!"

Having said that, Belial leaped into the portal.

As the king of lies, this height is naturally not enough to kill him; he will land in the most flamboyant way.

Targeting landmark buildings in the city, the Demon King makes his appearance and smashes them down to create the best deterrent effect.

Actually, Belial himself didn't really like landing like that.

Although there was no real damage, it still hurt a little.

However, besides being greedy, demons are also a race that cares about their image, so this was the only way for him to land.

His image, even among demons, isn't particularly violent or ferocious; these two words are actually positive terms within the demon race.

If you don't seize every opportunity to show your skills and make a good impression, you'll easily be looked down upon by the rising stars.

Asmodeus was happy to see the rising devils challenge their predecessors; as long as these devils were busy fighting amongst themselves, they would not be able to challenge his position.

This lord of hell has never been replaced since he became the lord of hell.

That's why it's said that Asmodeus does not protect the devil.

He wanted his demons to be powerful, but not too powerful.

Belial's massive body fell from the sky, and he even cast fire magic on himself, making him look like a raging inferno descending from the heavens, or a meteor streaking through the air.

You could say they've gone to great lengths to save face.

The landmark building he chose was the Elf's Great Library, which is large in area, exquisite in appearance, and rich in cultural heritage.

As a target to be destroyed, it couldn't be more suitable.

What? The Elf Library was extremely expensive to build and has a long history.

That's better.

Don't expect the devil to have any sense of protecting cultural relics.

The flames of Belial burn brightly, and beyond the canopy of the giant trees, the colorful dome of the Great Library comes into view.

So far, everything is going well.

The problem is, however, that's where the good part ends.

Just as Belial felt he was about to touch the library and could already hallucinate the building collapsing and being destroyed, a pale purple crystalline layer began to spread from the library's dome.

Extremely pure, extremely strong, completely immune to physical attacks and toxins, and possessing near-immunity to magical damage, the shimmering layer of magical crystals withstood the impact of Belial's fall from the sky.

The sudden change caused Belial's mind to short-circuit for a moment.

His first reaction was even...

Ouch, that hurts! I should have known better than to jump. It hurts way more than if I had smashed a building.

This layer of crystal spread at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow, covering all the buildings in Theldarion in less than a minute.

A kind of crystal protective barrier summoned by a collective ritual.

Once Belial was half-awake, he quickly figured out what had happened.

Immediately afterwards, small teleportation arrays appeared beneath the non-combatants not protected by the barrier, whether alive or injured, transporting them to the nearest barrier.

Belial watched in astonishment as everything that was happening. It was another massive, albeit not as high-level as a barrier spell, but its precision was far beyond what an ordinary spellcaster could accomplish.

Seeing this, Belial's mind was still reeling from the shock, and he was about to realize what was going on.

We've really been set up.

The Celdarian defense forces that the undercover agents had previously discovered could not possibly have performed a spell of this scale.

He didn't have time to figure out where the problem started; he only had one thought at the moment.

Run quickly.

Take off, and fly back to the place where you jumped.

If he dies here and is resurrected from hell in ten or eight days, then walks through the gates of hell to the wasteland, Fire Valley will probably no longer be his.

The devil iterates too quickly during periods of power vacuum, each one eager for progress.

No, this absolutely cannot happen. Fire Valley is his greatest asset; he struggled for so many years to accumulate that territory.

However, the attempt to take off failed.

Attempted to send, but failed again.

I tried to use Flash, but failed again.

It's obvious that he's being given special "attention".

"Come out, you treacherous bugs!"

Even when the situation is bad, never admitting defeat is a devil's fine tradition.

So even though he was the one trapped, in Belial's mouth, the opponent was still a bug.

"I think the act of raiding the city on match day is more of a conspiracy."

A voice came from not far away.

Belial looked in the direction of the sound, but saw no one.

Lower your head.

A short man, dressed in a mage's robe and sporting a large beard, stood at his feet, his appearance indistinguishable as either a dwarf or a gnome.

They looked so frail and weak that they seemed like they could be crushed with a single step.

very powerful.

The battle-hardened Belial immediately realized that his opponent was far more complex than he appeared.

This is also one of the reasons why he hates races like humans; you can't tell whether someone is strong or not just by looking at their appearance.

And the more powerful these devils or demons are, the more distinctive and imposing they will be in appearance.

“Let me introduce myself,” the dwarf said, very politely removing his hat. “I am Nico, the current headmaster of the Saint-Dero Spellcaster Academy.”

"Dean Saint-Dero, weren't you absent from the competition?"

"Well, there are many things you don't know."

Belial knew he had been deceived, the king of lies had been deceived, and he still didn't know where the deception had even started.

"How did you obtain the information that we wanted to hack into?"

Since there's no way to escape for the time being, let's talk first; maybe we can get some useful information.

"That day during dinner, there was a small note inside one of the fish's bellies that read 'Devil Invasion'."

Do you think it's funny to say it like that?

"I find it funny to see you get angry."

Belial admitted that he was a little angry. No, what kind of amazing school was Saint Delos? It produced a Jasmine like that, and now its headmaster is like that.

Seeing this, he decided to fight to the death.

It's a last resort; we might lose Fire Valley, but we might also gain some points for bravery from Asmodeus, which would be some consolation.

"You can't stop me."

"It's okay, it's not just me."

As they were talking, four more people appeared.

An elf, a dragonborn, and two humans.

The dragonborn were dressed in military uniforms. There were two humans, one who looked like a collection of all the stereotypical images of an old mage, and the other who seemed to be shrouded in holy light.

The elf spoke, “Beelzebub, the King of Lies, because of you, I must fight alongside a dwarf.”

"You're welcome."

Belial understood; the principal of the five major universities invited him for a team-building activity.

If his own situation is already like this, what about the other demons who came with him?

He looked into the distance.

Although the original teleportation array was destroyed, the teleportation array that had been hidden long ago was activated.

The Griffin Knights from the Kingdom of Iris, the Alchemy Legion from Ukmark, the Judgment Knights from the Holy Light Church, and the Elf Ranger Warband from Elf Valley arrived simultaneously, beginning to surround all the demons in the city from four directions.

Very good, excellent.

At least it's not just me who can't leave, it's everyone who can't leave.

After his mental breakdown, Belial was already thinking of starting a business, but for the sake of face, he still had to "exchange" magic with these five deans.

Looking back now, sending two more devils to John's side was definitely a wise decision.

They must have already taken Jia Xiu under control.

This operation can't all end badly; he has to gain something from it somehow.

Belial suddenly cast a spell, starting with zero frames. Dark green poisonous mist engulfed the roof of the Great Library. Under the cover of the poisonous mist, scorching pillars of fire erupted one after another, creating a catastrophic scene on the crystal barrier.

Between poison and fire, a flash of light appeared, and a gigantic rock golem rose from the ground.

Dean Nico's most proficient ninth-ring spell summoning technique grants immunity to all negative status effects and creates a colossal golem with immense destructive power.

Standing on the golem's shoulder, the dean was finally able to look Belial in the eye.

A golden shield of holy light enveloped him, protecting him from the poisonous fog.

"Please apply Holy Light a little slower."

"Your most powerful golem isn't going to end up like this, is it?"

Thanks to the "deep friendship" among the five deans, even when facing the king of lies side by side, they didn't hesitate to criticize their teammates...

……

At this moment, outside the Silvermoon Forest.

The audience area was also covered by a crystal barrier.

Margaret's brain is now somewhat malfunctioning due to the series of shocks.

First came the sudden demonic invasion, followed by an ultra-high-level barrier released by an unknown entity.

Then, the vice-principal of Saint Delos, the cloud giant Oriwin, suddenly appeared and began fighting the invading demons.

Yes, the headmaster of Saint-Dero is a dwarf, and the vice-headmaster is a giant. Their average height is roughly equivalent to that of a normal person.

The appearance of the vice dean signifies that Saint Delos Academy was aware of the impending demonic invasion and had made corresponding preparations.

But she didn't know! As a lecturer at this school, she didn't know!
sad.

She's not high enough in the academy; she's an outsider!
If the academy's actions were a blow, then the appearance of the Griffin Knights of the Iris Kingdom was a second blow.

The current commander of the Griffin Knights, who is her third uncle, didn't tell her either.

She wasn't even told that she would be involved in the attack.

From the perspective of a professional soldier, the secrecy was carried out very thoroughly.

From the Capet family's perspective, she wasn't even of a high enough rank within the family; she was considered an "outsider"!
Despite suffering two consecutive blows, Margaret was still able to barely accept it.

What she truly couldn't accept was that she originally wanted to contribute to the fight.

According to Vice Dean Olvin, this crystal barrier is one-way; those outside cannot enter, but those inside with sufficient ability can come out and join the battle.

Gillianice tried it and went out.

Margaret tried, but couldn't get out.

That's reasonable; she really can't compare to a legend.

Then Bubu tried it too, even muttering to itself, "Although Bubu is weak, as a knight squire, Bubu must stand up at this time. You can do it!" as it walked out.

Those tiny, shuffling steps were incredibly cowardly.

The result was an incredibly smooth and seamless journey, without any obstruction whatsoever.

So Margaret crashed.

She knew Bubu was amazing, but she never imagined she was this amazing.

After a few minutes of downtime, Margaret suddenly remembered something very important.

"Bubu! Bubu!" she shouted, patting the crystal wall. "Have you seen your boss?"

"Boss? I haven't seen him. I'm sure he's somewhere fighting bravely as an excellent knight!"

"Where is he?!"

Margaret was getting a little anxious; she had just noticed that Jassi wasn't there.

She had been keeping an eye on the small teleportation spells sending people into the crystal barrier and hadn't seen Jaxiu.

So, Xiang Yongyuan was able to confirm with Bubu that he was always the first to spot the "boss".

The answer was also negative.

Jia Xiu isn't here; he might still be in the Silvermoon Forest.

At this age, Jia Xiu is considered a super genius, but even geniuses need time to grow.

How can Jia Xiu possibly fight against these invading demons now? She can't even handle them!
"Vice Dean! Vice Dean!"

In desperation, Margaret had no choice but to turn to Orion, who was outside, who was holding a chain demon by the head and smashing it with his enchanted fists.

As a cloud giant and the vice-principal of Saint Delos, he possesses profound magical skills but prefers a combat style that combines physical and magical techniques.

This refers to dealing magical damage in a physical form.

In his words, "This is more exciting. Magic is just my profession and specialty; fighting is my true passion!"

"What's wrong? Little Mary, we have a rule that those who aren't skilled enough aren't allowed to come out and cause trouble..."

Halfway through his sentence, Oliver realized that what he said might have been a bit hurtful, so he quickly added, "No, I meant, let the more suitable people do the more suitable things, no, it's just..."

"Vice Dean, listen to me, this isn't my problem, it's Jia Xiu's problem. He's not here, he should still be in the Silvermoon Forest. It wouldn't be good if he got targeted by the devil!"

"It's alright. Even if we're targeted by the devil, we've prepared plenty of resurrection scrolls. It's best to revive those who haven't been dead for long. They'll just suffer for a while, but they'll recover quickly." The participating organizations made thorough preparations to deal with this invasion.

The mastermind, Belial, needs to appear, so the defense cannot be activated immediately.

Failure to defend immediately will result in civilian casualties, so all those who need to be resurrected should be resurrected.

From a magical perspective, people who die from accidental injury within a day are the easiest to resurrect. Moreover, the devil wouldn't cast any vicious curse on a commoner, causing them to be restless after resurrection.

"Jia Xiu shouldn't die."

"Then everything's fine." The vice-dean smashed the chain demon's head.

“They will take away Jassiu’s soul. Absolutely, no devil can refuse that kind of soul.”

Margaret made a very objective assessment of Jashy's soul.

"Hiss...that seems a bit troublesome..."

……

After regaining consciousness, Jia Xiu immediately checked his body and found that he was fine.

Then I tried teleporting to the anchor point.

After he arrived in Celdarian, he moved the anchor point from the laboratory to this location.

Bad news, and there was still no response.

It's unclear whether the distance is too far or if teleportation is blocked by a spell.

"Are you ok?"

Jacob's voice came from not far away.

“We must have been ambushed. Someone, no, more likely a devil, teleported us here in the chaos. I’m sorry to have implicated you. As a holy son, one must always face such dangers.”

Jacob's voice didn't sound nervous; in fact, it sounded a little proud.

I don't understand what's so great about being targeted by the devil.

"So we're replicating the Goblet of Fire?"

Jia Xiu stood up and observed the surrounding environment. It was a barren wasteland with nothing in it, but a semi-transparent, semi-circular barrier could be seen covering the area.

This may be the reason why the teleportation anchor point failed.

He planned to go and see if there was any way to remove the barrier.

What is the Goblet of Fire?

"A novel."

"Does it look good?"

"It's alright, but I don't think that's the focus we should be on right now. Shouldn't you be thinking about how to get out of this awful place?"

"Hmph, no need. It must be a devil's conspiracy. They will surely show themselves, and I, the Holy Son of the Holy Light Church, will defeat these shameless villains head-on."

Jia Xiu rolled his eyes; he couldn't get along with this holy light madman.

"Come out, you vile devil, I am not afraid of you!"

Jacob was still challenging them.

Just then, applause and sinister laughter came from afar.

"Haha, I've finally waited for this day."

John, now manifesting as a succubus, is leading his bizarre teammates.

There are lewd demons, thorn demons, bone demons, and even bearded demons. I must say, the variety is quite complete.

From creatures covered in thorns to those covered in beards, and even those with a skeletal frame, there are all sorts of styles.

Among this group of demons, only John the Desire Demon began to take human form.

Jacob fearlessly raised his sword and pointed it at the devil.

"So you've been plotting against me for a long time?"

"My darling, your soul drives me crazy!"

"I am a holy son who follows the Holy Light, and I will never be the devil's child!"

"Surrender, and I'll be gentle."

"The Holy Son will never surrender!"

"What do you think, Jia Xiu?"

"..."

Honestly, Jia Xiu felt it wasn't good to laugh at a time like this, but it was really hard to hold back.

Jacob's hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"That's not who you want!"

"Who the hell are you?" John turned to Bone Demon and asked, "Wasn't it just teleporting Jash? How come there's one more?"

"Perhaps, it's possible that they were standing too close together when they were teleported, causing them to be teleported together."

"You can't even handle something as simple as this."

"Don't ignore me! I am the Holy Son of the Holy See! Shouldn't you want me?"

The Devil Squad completely ignored Jacob's dissatisfaction.

“Take Jia Xiu away, and kill the one who keeps yelling.”

"Shouldn't we wait until the demons in the deep hell arrive before we make our move?" Thorn Demon asked cautiously. He was the weakest demon here, mainly responsible for espionage and rarely engaged in combat. When he did fight, he would just spit spittle with his tail, basically giving up easily.

“When the demons of the deep prison arrive, the credit will be his. But if we capture Jia Xiu now, the credit will be ours. Don’t you know how to calculate this?”

John taught.

Jia Xiu's soul has almost become his obsession. He regards the deep hell demon refining as a last resort. The ideal situation is that they can solve it themselves without relying on outside help.

"Okay, so which one should I deal with?"

"You think they can still separate? They'll definitely cooperate with each other, are you stupid..."

Jacob's fragile heart is still slightly broken.

Losing the game was already painful enough, but now even the devil doesn't want him anymore.

"Why, why wasn't it me?"

Just as Jasmine hadn't expected, John was a devil.

When we met before, I felt there was something wrong with John. I thought he wanted him, but it turned out he actually wanted him.

However, since things had come to this point, they had no choice but to join forces with Jacob.

Judging from the appearance of these devils, they are not without a chance of winning.

Time is of the essence; we must eliminate the demon from the deep hell before it arrives.

Otherwise there will be big problems.

"Jacob, Jacob! The Holy Son of the Papacy!"

"Eh."

Triggered by the keyword, Jacob came to his senses.

"Let's do this..."

Jia Xiu quickly devised a strategy.

Thanks to that phantom world before, he had learned quite a bit about the characteristics of demons.

Although Jacob was a bit abstract, he wasn't someone who couldn't listen to advice.

After their encounter in the match, he was not entirely convinced of Jia Xiu's practical combat skills, but he fully acknowledged Jia Xiu's ability to make plans.

Moreover, what Jia Xiu said seemed to make a lot of sense.

Jacob quickly got into battle mode. He suddenly realized that he wasn't suited to be the one who used his brain, but rather to be the one who followed orders.

Jia Xiu and his remote control pendant!
"It's almost time!"

The devils also launched their operation.

Aside from the Lust Demon and the Bone Demon, the other members of the demon team weren't the type to fight often, so they didn't charge in all at once and were somewhat coordinated.

Thorn Demons throw spikes from a distance, Beard Demons and Bone Demons harass from the flanks, and Lust Demons and Obscene Demons are responsible for frontal combat.

"Justice" is five against two.

Jia Xiu started with a divine guidance spell, making even demons do a quiz on divine knowledge.

The moment the divine guidance spell took effect, Jacob did not attack John, who was closest to him, but instead rushed straight towards the Thorn Demon in the distance, taking care of the ranged one first.

Jacob moved very quickly; the training he received in the courtroom had given him exceptional physical fitness.

If he hadn't spent half the day using medicine and casting shields dozens of times during the match, leaving him physically exhausted and a bit stiff, he could have been even faster.

The moment he rushed towards the Thorn Demon, he raised his longsword high, and golden light shone from its blade.

Its colors are exactly the same as those of divine guidance techniques.

However, this isn't torture; this is genuine holy light, the most representative move of a paladin.

"Holy Slash!"

When it comes to dealing with all sorts of fancy and efficient slashes, Jashu, as a sorcerer, is not familiar with magic bursts, while Jacob, as a paladin, is truly proficient in the Holy Slash.

The longsword slashed down with tremendous force, and with a dazzling flash, the Thorn Demon was cleaved vertically from head to waist.

Jia Xiu seriously doubted that the holy light added to Jacob's sword had much effect; it was purely powerful.

Devil Squad Member - 1.

The Thorn Demon burned and turned into ashes, returning to the hell that gave birth to him.

Jacob turned around, ready to chop down the bearded demon again, but by then, John had already broken free from the control of the divine magic.

He did not escape divine guidance by answering questions.

It's just that the numbers are high.

Because of his relatively outstanding strength in this "low-level game", he was able to break free from the control of the divine guidance technique on his own.

Jia Xiu was using a version with a lower ring count, after all.

The moment he was freed, John spread his wings, took off, and flew toward Jashy, brandishing a rope whip in his hand, ready to bind him.

However, after stopping the divine guidance spell and raising his hand, without any warning, a familiar green light appeared.

A healing spell with maxed-out proficiency.

John knew something about Jashy's unorthodox healing techniques; they were dangerous, but not fatal.

By studying Jia Xiu's papers on healing techniques, he concluded that whatever the specific effect, it was a modification based on basic healing techniques.

Basic healing techniques can only affect the surface of the body and cannot directly impact internal organs.

In other words, no matter what physical damage Jassiu inflicts, or how much pain and torment it causes, it will not directly kill John.

John, now airborne, was prepared to endure immense pain.

It's torture, but if being tortured allows you to control Jia Xiu, then it's a win.

So, facing the sinister green light in Jia Xiu's hand, just as he was about to swing the rope whip, he suddenly felt his body lose its balance and spun around, falling to the ground.

what happened?

Has Jia Xiu's healing technique evolved again?

John felt something strange behind him. He turned around and saw that his deep red wings had become one large and one small.

To be precise, the feathers on one wing became several times longer than those on the other wing, creating a fluffy, fuzzy appearance, much like a sheep that hasn't been shaved after winter.

No wonder it's out of balance!
Not only can't it fly, it can't even walk properly now.

Extremely high wind resistance!

John stared in shock at his enormous, plush-doll-like wings, unable to come up with a solution.

I suddenly feel a little angry.

Why are the wings of the succubus feathered?
After much thought, the only option was to revert to human form and give up the wings.

It's okay, even in human form, he's still stronger than Jia Xiu!

The moment he transformed into human form, almost without delay, needle-like pain began to pierce his fingers and toes, while a feeling of nausea arose in his abdomen. Immediately afterwards, a layer of mage armor enveloped his right foot, pressing tightly against the ingrown toenail.

Jia Xiu's "package"!
While John was transforming, Jacob had already cleaved the Bearded Demon and the Obnox.

Both were the Supreme Slash, and both resulted in the body being severed in half.

It demonstrated an extremely high efficiency in "clearing out minor enemies".

This excited Jacob.

“It feels so good!”

However, the invincible Holy Slash encountered a predicament with the Bone Demon.

It didn't kill him.

Having lost the advantage of a surprise attack, Jacob became entangled in a fierce battle with the Bone Demon.

However, in terms of combat ability alone, he was no match for the Bone Demon. He gradually fell into a disadvantageous position and could only parry with difficulty, with little strength left to fight back. Even his longsword was knocked away.

"then!"

Having temporarily escaped, Jia Xiu threw the longsword over.

"It's been enchanted!"

Jacob rolled over and caught the longsword precisely, then struck backhand, the blade gleaming – this was his final, holy strike.

In his mind, the enchanted longsword, combined with his masterful Holy Slash, would surely be able to defeat this troublesome bone demon.

However, the expected scene of the longsword breaking when it struck the bone demon's skeleton covered in bone spurs did not occur.

On the contrary, the reaction force from the sword strike made his hand go numb.

"What kind of enchantment is this? It's useless!"

Jacob shouted.

"How is it useless! Isn't it useful!"

Jia Xiu responded with a shout of his own.

"What's the use..."

Before Jacob could finish speaking, he suddenly realized that the Bone Demon's condition seemed a bit strange.

In his twenty years of life, he had never seen any sense of shame in a skull.

With his skeletal frame, his movements became awkward and hesitant.

Looking at the devil's grotesque appearance, Jacob suddenly remembered something. During the competition, he had also experienced being driven by desire for a moment.

This bone demon looks familiar now.

"What kind of enchantment did you put on the sword you gave me?!"

"What do you care about magic? As long as it works, that's all that matters."

"This is a sword blessed by holy light! I'm using the Holy Slash, how could the Holy Slash produce such an effect? ​​Blasphemy, you are blaspheming the gods!"

Jacob stared in disbelief at the sword in his hand.

It's like this sword has been stuck with something dirty; you want to throw it away, but it's been blessed by holy light, so you can't.

Meanwhile, the Bone Demon, now greatly intrigued, set his sights on the only other one of his kind present.

The reason why vampire magic works so well on demons is mainly due to the characteristics of demons.

Vampire magic is responsible for arousing desires, while the demon race hardly considers suppressing desires.

I'm getting into it.

Then just go along with it.

Delayed gratification? It doesn't exist.

There is no way to counteract desires through chanting scriptures and willpower.

The scriptures of various sects are not worthy of appearing in the devil's treasure vault. In their eyes, those things are not even worthless paper; they are not worthless, but purely negative.

The Bone Demon moved with alluring steps, approaching the limping John.

“Oh, John, I never noticed how beautiful you are.”

"What are you doing? Carry out the mission, that's an order. Stay away from me, carry out the mission! That's an order, command granted to me by Belial, the King of Lies!"

John's words were completely meaningless to the Bone Demon, whose only thought was to unleash his desires.

"I know you must want to relax too, right? After all, you're a succubus."

"I am a lust demon, not a succubus!"

The skeleton of the Bone Demon was already on John's body.

So here's the question: as a demon whose entire body is made of bones, he should theoretically be missing some organs.

Then, Jassi and Jacob watched as a long bone composed of multiple joints protruded from near the Bone Demon's pelvis.

It also has barbs and barbs on it.

It's completely understandable why John resisted so fiercely.

It's a bit scary indeed.

At this moment, Jia Xiu shouted urgently, "Holy Son! What are you waiting for? Finish them off! Both demons are locked down there. If you can't break through them, that would be true blasphemy. Don't you have anything stronger than the Supreme Saint's Slash?"

Upon hearing Jassiu's reminder, Jacob gripped his longsword tightly once more.

I'm still mentally preparing myself.

"It's all for the sake of eliminating demons!"

Once construction is complete, begin channeling a spell even more powerful than the Holy Slash.

He does have spells that deal more damage, but he's been using Holy Slash for speed and efficiency, and there wasn't time to channel his spells earlier.

The Supreme Slash is definitely the best value for money!
As the incantation was chanted, Jacob's longsword shone with an even more dazzling light.

The damage caused by the Holy Light Church's spells is usually proportional to the intensity of the Holy Light's glare.

The "light pollution" school of thought.

After the guidance ended, Jacob strode confidently toward a bone demon and a succubus who were screaming in agony and experiencing intense pleasure, respectively.

I have to say, that scene was a bit irrational.

Bloody and mangled.

"In the name of the Holy Light!"

Jacob raised his sword with both hands and swung it down heavily.

"when!"

A loud clang of metal colliding.

The longsword slipped from his hand, flew far away, landed on the ground, and broke.

An alien warhammer met Jacob's full-force strike head-on.

A seemingly casual hammer blow shattered the longsword, and Jacob, who was wielding it, lost strength in his hands and could no longer lift it.

The enormous figure wielding the warhammer appeared almost instantaneously between Jacob and the other two demons.

"What a disgrace to the devil."

The deep voice sounded like the growl of a wild beast.

He kicked the two demons who were communicating at close range away, and because of the excessive force, many of the bones on the Bone Demon's body were broken.

The damage was far greater than what Jacob had managed to do after scraping for so long.

Because of the barbs, John screamed in agony, feeling pain greater than Jashy's entire "package."

"Game time is over. Are you coming with me, or should I cripple you and take you away?"

His tone was as if it were an unquestionable command.

Looking at this enormous figure, Jia Xiu felt a pressure he had never felt before.

After all, the powerful figures he had met before were not very serious.

The figure looked very familiar; he had played the role before. Gillianis's transfiguration skills were indeed superb.

Dark red wings, ferocious horns, armor-like scales, and a gaping maw full of sharp teeth.

Demons forged in the deepest hell arrive at the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)