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Chapter 543 Reunion with the Witch Heart Demon

"puff!"

A splash of deep blue blood.

The Water Demon's true demonic form was easily torn apart by the Nightmare Sword, but the blood that splattered out was like the most terrifying poison in the world, easily corroding one foul-smelling, bloody hole after another on the body of the Vanir God Puppet.

Even the Nightmare Sword, stained with azure blood, began to hiss and emit white smoke, becoming ethereal.

In the dim light.

The balance within that colorful little sword seemed to have been broken, and it began to become chaotic.

Ah!

As a result, Erin, who was dozens of meters away and manipulating the Vanir God Puppet, noticed the unusual movement on the small, colorful sword almost immediately.

Damn it.

Is this water demon a poison man?

What exactly is going on in his blood?

Why can even the indestructible Nightmare Sword be corroded?

Because we don't know how this Nightmare Sword was forged or charged.

Each time Erin used the marionette's colorful little sword, he vaguely sensed that this indestructible nightmare sword had become a little "weaker".

Although this made Erin realize that he might not be able to possess the colorful little sword permanently, he never expected that this nightmarish sword...

It's possible that it could be destroyed by a water demon.

When Erin's cold gaze swept over the water demon, he saw a pair of incredibly venomous eyes.

Although the demon's true form was split in two by the hooded man before him, the water demon did not die immediately.

Like the Wind Demon and the Sand Demon, the invisible and intangible water element core within him is the true lifeblood of the Water Demon.

As long as the elemental core remains, he will not truly die.

"Damn it, even if I die, I'll make you pay..."

With a roar, the Water Demon's true form rapidly expanded, then burst like a balloon filled with air.

Corrosive, deep blue blood spurted out.

However, the Vanir golem standing behind him remained completely unmoved as the demon blood burned and corroded him like sulfuric acid.

Then, in the instant when the water demon's emotions surged violently, the small, colorful sword in the puppet's hand began to shimmer with a distorted, multicolored light.

next second.

The Vanir Marionette ignored the blood splattering behind her, gripped the hilt of the Nightmare Sword, and thrust it into the void beside her.

The distorted void rippled slightly under the sword strike of the Puppet. Then, a light blue rhombus-shaped crystal suddenly appeared from the void and was struck by the tip of the small, mottled sword that was still emitting white smoke.

"Buzz!"

With a buzzing sound, the tip of the colorful sword and the light blue rhomboid crystal suddenly erupted with a terrifying shockwave.

Under the sweeping shockwave.

A huge splash, hundreds of meters in diameter, suddenly erupted on the surface of the Bekos River.

At the same time that explosion occurred.

Two crisp cracking sounds suddenly came from the center of the explosion.

"Snap!"

"Snap!"

A sound, originating from that aquamarine rhombus-shaped crystal, suddenly rang out from within the water elemental core the moment the "crack" sound rang out.

The other one originated from the colorful little sword in the hands of the Mystic Puppet.

The already unbalanced, mottled little sword, disrupted by the blood of the water demon, began to become chaotic.

After forcefully shattering a water elemental core, it immediately crumbled into several pieces.

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"A good opportunity."

Just then, from the shadows at the bottom of the Bekos River, a robust demonic body suddenly transformed into a terrifying black light, tearing through the surrounding water and appearing behind the hooded man with his back to him.

"Claws of Fear!"

In the blink of an eye, the Vanir artifact, sent flying by the explosion caused by the collision of the variegated slash and the water elemental core, had no time to dodge.

Then a dark shadow enveloped him.

The demonic claw, shrouded in black mist, pierced through the air and arrived.

A black light flashed by.

The Vanir Mystic Puppet, whose arm was holding half of the shard of a mottled little sword, was torn into several pieces by the demon's claws.

After dealing with the cloaked man's most threatening remnant of the colorful sword, the giant demonic claw grabbed most of the hooded man's body and lifted him into the air.

A gentle pinch.

As the hooded man was lifted into the air by the demon's claws, the sound of bones cracking echoed through the air.

At the same time, the power of fear wrapped around the demon's claws spread instantly, quickly sealing the power of the Vanir God Marion, leaving it weak all over, and even the strength to move evaporated instantly.

After taking a light sniff of what was in front of him, the Witchheart Demon, who had suddenly appeared and attacked the Vanir God Puppet, showed a look of disdain.

"This aura... the power of the Vanir gods, and the Outer Gods."

"Heh, how laughable. You self-proclaimed holy and righteous fools are now willing to submit to even the Outer Gods for power. Think about it carefully, how are you any different from us demons?"

Looking at the hooded figure he had lifted into the air, a chilling glint appeared in Wu Xinmo's blood-red vertical pupils. He said coldly:

"You fools of the Vanir race, you killed my men. Are you prepared to pay the price?"

The Vanir Marionette, its arm torn apart by the demon's claws and held aloft, remained silent, watching the Heart Demon with a hint of disdain.

The moment I saw that disdainful expression...

A dark light appeared in Wu Xinmo's eyes.

The next second, an incredibly terrifying aura descended.

"Click! Click! Click!"

With the blessing of the Heart Demon, the demon claw, its power greatly increased, squeezed the Vanir artifact with force, and a series of cracking sounds rang out.

At the same time, a dark aura of fear, carrying an extreme chill, continuously invaded the body of the Vanir God Puppet, constantly eroding its mind, freezing its body, and then using the power of death to suck its life, power, and even soul.

It can easily kill the water demon.

This shows that the guy they captured was quite strong.

For Wu Xinmo, such a divine life, or even soul, would be an excellent tonic.

Under the draining power of the Heart Demon, Arryn's Vanir artifact body aged at a visible rate.

The taut muscles collapsed and shriveled.

Even the skin wrinkled and loosened rapidly, with some even developing spots. The person's life force was like a candle flickering in the wind, as if it could be extinguished at any moment.

"Feel despair, you fool of the Vanir gods. Your soul will be elevated in fear and despair, becoming even more delicious and palatable."

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In the void not far from the Demonic Heart of Witch.

Erin raised an eyebrow at the suddenly appearing Witchheart Demon.

He had originally planned to deal with the water demon, find the Plague Box, and then go find the Witchheart Demon.

But little did I know, I hadn't even started yet.

Then Wu Xinmo suddenly appeared on his own.

When searching for the Water Demon, Erin didn't sense any of the Witchheart Demon's spiritual threads nearby.

This means that the Demonic Heart of Witch was not here before.

The fact that it could appear here in such a short time and launch an attack on its own puppet suggests that the Demonic Heart of Witch was not far away before.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get here so quickly.

and many more.

Could it be that the Demonic Heart of Witch was in the nearby city of Simon Hart before?

Fear now pervades Simonhardt, making it arguably the best playground for the Witchheart Demon.

He can harvest vast amounts of fear and death energy with almost no effort.

but.

If that's the case, could it be that the Water Demon initially spread the plague on the orders of the Witchheart Demon, hoping to create fear through the plague?

Then let my friend

Is this also a way to help Wu Xinmo recover his strength faster?

Thinking of this, Erin frowned.

It's unclear to what extent the Demonic Heart of Witch has recovered after absorbing so much fear.

Thinking about this...

While the Warheart was dealing with the Vanir's puppets, Erin quietly began to corrupt the Warheart's spiritual threads.

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the other side.

Just as Wu Xinmo was about to suck the soul of the guy in front of him, he suddenly discovered that the guy in front of him... had no soul at all.

Even the life force absorbed from this guy's body just now was like chewing wax, dry and tasteless.

What happened?

Just as Wu Xinmo's eyes widened and he sensed something was wrong.

A deafening roar suddenly rang in his ears.

"Tremble, you little insects."

A nearly solidified black beam of death, radiating a suffocating and terrifying aura, ripped through the void.

It hit instantly, and the demon's pupils contracted sharply as it tried to dodge the attack.

The terrifyingly powerful black death ray easily pierced through the tough outer skin of the Witchheart Demon's body and then sank into his chest.

The moment the black death ray pierced the chest of the Witchheart Demon.

Dense, dark lines quickly spread across his body.

In the blink of an eye, fine lines resembling cracks covered the entire body of Wu Xinmo.

"boom······"

Just as Erin, hidden in the shadows, was about to admire this firework of flesh and blood, a chilling aura suddenly appeared behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp, jet-black claw suddenly tore through space with terrifying speed and landed directly on Erin's back.

"Sizzle!"

It was accompanied by a crisp sound.

The sky filled with paper scraps and the blood and flesh fireworks that erupted in the distance at almost the same time.

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"A paper doll substitute?"

"I knew it was that guy hiding here playing tricks. Turns out it was you again."

"So it seems that the strange Vanir gods down there were also your doing!"

"Hmph, this time I'll settle both old and new scores at once. I'll see how many paper dolls you have left to take your place!"

With a flash, Wu Xinmo disappeared from his spot, and then unleashed another [Demon Claw] with a wave of his hand.

"We've been discovered? Looks like we're in for some trouble."

"But if the real body is here, then the guy below must be the so-called demon incarnation!"

Arlin, who reappeared in the void, glanced at the "Witchheart Demon" that he had blasted into countless pieces of flesh with his spear, then shook his head and turned his gaze to the Witchheart Demon that had reappeared behind him.

"Even an avatar possesses such formidable strength. It seems the fear that hangs over Simon Hart City has had a more powerful effect on him than I imagined."

While thinking, Erin didn't forget to retaliate.

"Bang!"

With a single gunshot, the demonic claw, wreathed in the power of fear, was struck by the black death ray emitted by the [Dragon Slayer].

Instantly.

A black firework bloomed on the Becques River.

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"It's Erin fighting that demon in the water. Let's get there quickly."

Seeing the battle that suddenly broke out on the river not far away, the Kamar-Taj sorceress and Wanda on the large ship widened their eyes almost simultaneously, and then shouted in unison.

In fact, Wanda and the others didn't even need to say it.

Upon seeing Erin appear in the distance and engage in combat with the man in the water, although they didn't know when Erin had run away, they steered their cruise ship toward him almost simultaneously.

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On the other side...

By using a clever movement, he dodged another attack from the true form of the Witchheart Demon.

Erin's eyes shone brightly, and a powerful mental force transformed through the rune in Erin's mind into the awe-inspiring [Despairing Gaze].

"Heh, do you think I'd fall for that again?"

Faced with this terrifying yet familiar move, Wu Xinmo sneered, then closed his eyes, his body swaying, easily dodging Erin's [Despairing Gaze].

"die!"

Wu Xinmo let out a low shout and raised his right hand, pointing it at Ailin.

"Snap!"

With the aura of death swirling around him, Erin had no time to dodge and was struck by a gray light containing a strong aura of death. Immediately afterward, his body began to twist and become thin.

Finally, it turned into a pale paper figure with a large hole in its chest.

"Hmph, another paper doll."

"Wait, I want to see just how many paper figures you have."

With a wave of his hand, Wu Xinmo.

Black smoke, mixed with the smell of sulfur, continuously poured out from the Demon Heart of Witch, and then, under the influence of some law, condensed into a pitch-black throne beneath him.

Throne of Fear.

The moment the Throne of Fear took shape, boundless black energy intertwined, forming an invisible domain.

Furthermore, this area, along with the black mist permeating the air, rapidly spread in all directions.

(End of this chapter)