Nobody told me this wasn't a game.

To be honest, Melville was a little flustered. Under the influence of the War Demon, Tyrion's oppressive aura was already visible to the naked eye.

Melville knew without needing to feel it with his heart—

She's no match for her!

Taking action now would be tantamount to courting death!

See it.

Tyrone didn't even react. He looked at Melville coldly and scoffed, "Miss, you can try. Try to see if you can threaten me."

"Gulu."

Melville swallowed hard, his face showing panic.

After a moment's hesitation, she interlaced her fingers, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and closed her eyes: "Ancestor, please help me!"

Unleashing magical power!

After Melville finished singing, a phantom appeared behind her.

She was a tall, voluptuous woman with a curvaceous figure. She wore a long skirt and a corset top.

Zuo Chang was slightly taken aback, realizing that he had seen this person before.

"Ah. It's you."

The phantom spoke.

She waved to Zuo Chang and said, "Generally speaking, you still remember me, right?"

Zuo Chang was even more puzzled. He blinked and asked in surprise, "You are... the witch of potions? The one from the Black Goat?"

"Yes. It's amazing, I didn't expect to meet you here."

The potion-making witch nodded, seemingly surprised as well.

She looked down at Melville in front of her: "Generally speaking, have you encountered my descendants? The only possibility we could meet outside of the Black Goat is when my descendants exercise 'ancestral protection'."

Ah this.

Zuo Chang remained silent, unsure of what to say.

Melville was also surprised: "Ancestor, you know Zuo Chang?"

The witch smiled and nodded: "Generally speaking, yes. Mr. Zuo is very talented. Not only me, but my colleagues also speak highly of him."

"No need to rush to reminisce; you will soon be able to reunite in the underworld!"

Tyron spoke coldly.

He looked at the suddenly appearing phantom of a witch and sneered, "A witch, is it? How unfortunate, because of the recklessness and carelessness of your descendants, your family is going to be wiped out here!"

The witch's phantom smiled: "Generally speaking, no. In my opinion, Melville summoning me is unnecessary; Mr. Zuo already has a plan."

With a shout, Tyronn raised his palm.

Demonic power gathered in his palm: "A countermeasure? Zuo Chang, I want to know... how you intend to defeat me, who possesses demonic power!"

"Of course, using the same, but more powerful demonic power. You agree, don't you, War Demon?"

"Hahaha! Hahahaha! Absolutely right, my general..."

A dark shadow appeared behind Zuo Chang.

Two red lights appeared from within the shadow, resembling a pair of eyes: "I can lend you all the remaining power of mine free of charge. Use my power to kill Tyron! I think that would be very interesting!"

The dark magic erupted once more!

Zuo Chang's eyes also turned blood red. He raised his palm, and the same demonic power condensed in his palm—

It's stronger and purer than what Tyronn has!

He looked at Tyron, whose face was full of shock, and laughed, "Do you understand the difference now? The strangest thing today is that you actually think you have the advantage."

What happened?! Why does Zuo Chang also possess the power of the War Demon, and even surpass it in strength compared to Tyron?!

Melville, a descendant of the witch from The Black Goat?! That's incredible!

Could it be that……

The potion-making witch will join Sky City? Wow, I can't believe it!

Can Tyronn pull off a miraculous comeback?

What should Melville do next?

Why did Zuo Chang insist on standing up for himself? This is not in his nature at all!

Next chapter!

"The nature of a hero!"

All the answers will be revealed slowly!

Chapter 206 Tears

Same move, but with greater power.

Tyron stared at Zuo Chang, his eyes filled with incomprehension and resentment. He looked at the dark figure behind Zuo Chang, who was constantly chuckling, and shouted, "War Demon! Why?!"

"Hey hey hey..."

The demon of war did not answer; it simply laughed.

Zuo Chang gently swung the sword.

His sword was imbued with a dark, potent magic, as rich as if coated in hot chocolate. With each swing, the magic swayed like silk, a beautiful sight to behold.

The Demon of War spoke, “Can you feel the superiority of my power, General? I am the Demon of War. My power is ever-changing; it can be an unstoppable, sharp edge, or it can be imbued with intense resentment and unwillingness. Using it flexibly will greatly enhance your combat effectiveness.”

Zuo Chang briefly assessed the situation: "Your magic is quite powerful and of good quality."

"Of course! How can demonic power not be heavy?"

So--

Let's get started!

Zuo Chang's eyes widened, and suddenly he took the lead, his sword pointing straight at Tyron!

Tyron's swordsmanship was quite good; he parried Zuo Chang's attack with a deft and precise motion.

As the weapons clashed, he felt a sharp pain in his hand and a violent tremor in his wrist, breaking his stance.

As a member of the Hesei family, Tyren naturally possessed one or two secret techniques, but unfortunately—

Zuo Chang showed no mercy whatsoever.

His strength was already above Tyrion's, and he had obtained more demonic power, creating an overwhelming advantage.

Coupled with the combat experience bestowed by the veteran, whenever Tyron attempted a counterattack, Zuo Chang's blade would appear where Tyron had to defend, forcing him to retreat.

"Sir! Do you know who I am?"

"I advise you to stop immediately! Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Throughout the entire process, only Tyron's mouth was free.

"Oh dear, how undignified."

The potion-wielding witch behind Melville was probably tired of hearing it.

She raised her finger and activated the skill: "Shadow, shut him up."

A dark shadow rose up behind Tyron.

Shadow's hands slipped under Tyrone's armpits, one hand pressing against his chest to restrain him; the other choked his mouth, forcing him to silence.

The child's playful trick, using seemingly clumsy methods, stopped Tyrone's resistance.

Zuo Chang's sword pierced straight in, easily penetrating his heart!

Blood gushed out, and Tyron collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

"what."

Zuo Chang seemed somewhat unsatisfied.

He turned to look at the witch who was making potions and said, "Witch, I want to get used to the power of the War Demon a little longer, how come you..."

The witch smiled and said, "Men who dawdle are the most useless. I prefer men who are rough, direct, and go all the way in. That's what makes it satisfying."

"..."

You better be talking about fighting!

A brief silence fell over the small room. Zuo Chang shook the blood off his sword and sheathed it.

At the same time, a notification message suddenly appeared:

[Today I present this to you; who has a grievance to redress? Your righteous indignation has earned you the approval of the Tower of Choice.]

The most basic quality of a Grand Warrior is to stand up for what is right when injustice is encountered.

[Based on evaluation, you have been granted exorcist qualifications ahead of schedule.]

finished.

There is a shortcut on the second floor of the Tower of Choices: stopping the violence of others.

In the game, Zuo Chang's initial choice was exactly the same as Tyron's—

Kill directly.

During this process, he encountered resistance from one person. That person tried to stop Zuo Chang's killing spree, but Zuo Chang, without saying a word, sent him to his death with a single blow.

but……

In the subsequent main competition, Zuo Chang encountered that person again.

After the conversation, Zuo Chang learned that "doing righteous things" was a hidden technique for gaining the qualification. As long as one dared to stand up against evil, even if one was killed at the time, one would be resurrected.

Not only were they revived, but they also secured a spot in advance.

This is why Zuo Chang previously spoke so eloquently and grandly.