Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

But the curse did not stop there; it was a death sentence, and a layer of black light enveloped Rosalie.

Beldia laughed maniacally, his laughter filled with madness:

"You will die within a week! Hahaha, you wretched woman, you'll be the one who killed my horse!"

"Just wait to die! Last time it was because your companion stormed the Demon King's castle that I was forced to lift the curse!"

"But now, let's see who can help you!"

"And you too!"

He suddenly turned to Ronan.

"Are you this woman's lover? You'd better die too! I..."

“Sacred Break Spell”.

Before he could finish speaking, Ronan lazily raised his hand, and the layer of black light that enveloped Rosalie vanished without a trace.

He picked at his ear:

"Excuse me, what did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Are you a high-ranking officer in the Demon King's army? What's your rank?"

"Sigh, it was supposed to be her revenge story, but after all these years, she's still no match for you."

"You must be at least level 70 or higher, not bad."

Ronan looked the other man up and down. At this moment, in his eyes, the headless horseman was nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter.

Level 70... Looking at the whole world, that's definitely considered a master.

But according to Rosalie's previous statement, this guy seems to be the weakest among the Demon King's army officers.

No wonder no one has been able to defeat the Demon King all these years, not even the heroes from other worlds.

The headless knight was stunned. No, what had he just heard? Ultimate Holy Curse Removal?

Although he has been dead for a century, he still has some knowledge of human professions.

Isn't that the ultimate magic that only high priests of level 90 or above can possibly learn?

It is said to be able to remove all negative status effects...

broken.

The headless horseman's trembling stopped abruptly, then intensified, as if cold sweat had beaded on his forehead.

"Who...who are you?!"

"No one in this world could possibly learn that kind of magic!"

Level 90! Putting aside the profession, it's no exaggeration to say it's a once-in-a-lifetime achievement.

It takes a normal person five years to go from level one to level twenty, and ten years to go from level twenty to level forty.

It takes four hundred years to go from level 40 to level 90.

This is a goal that is absolutely impossible to achieve with a human body.

If you eat high-quality ingredients every day and constantly slay high-level monsters, you might have a sliver of hope before you die of old age.

But, young people...

Thinking of this, it was as if a thud was heard.

The headless knight stared at the figure of the man before him, as if he had seen a ghost, and unconsciously retreated.

They only fell into deep despair when there was nowhere left to retreat, and they didn't even care about losing their horses.

They were in a panic and wanted to flee.

however.

"Stop."

A faint voice came from behind him, and he froze on the spot.

A chilling death approached from behind.

Chapter 222, Delivering a Fatal Chicken Beating to the Perverted Transvestite!

"Lady Sylvia, something terrible has happened! Someone has broken in again!"

While the headless knight was being hunted, a soldier from the Demon King's castle hurriedly reported the situation to the officers of the second level.

He had barely uttered those words when Sylvia slapped him so hard he flew away.

"You bastard, how many times have I told you not to talk to me like that!"

"Do you think our Demon King's army can't even handle a few intruders? Why are you in such a hurry? Take it easy."

He stood with his hands on his hips, chin slightly raised, striking a pose befitting a mature, sophisticated woman, his chest heaving slightly.

If we disregard gender and only look at her appearance, Sylvia is undoubtedly a stunning beauty.

Unfortunately, he is a chimera, a unique transvestite within the Demon King's castle.

Hearing that a new little cutie had barged in, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and he couldn't help but lick his lips, his tone brimming with barely suppressed excitement:

"At this point, you should say, 'Another overconfident adventurer is trying to challenge the Demon King!'"

"Hmph, it's been two years. I've already broken the last toy. I hope this one will last longer."

"How's the situation on Beldia's side?"

After he finished speaking, he swayed his hips and walked towards the first level, intending to ask Beldia to show mercy so that he wouldn't be killed before he even made contact.

The soldier who had been swatted away huddled on the ground, not daring to breathe, much less answer Sylvia's question.

because--

"Clang."

A dark object flew from a distance and crashed heavily to the ground, the sound making Sylvia shudder.

The thing rolled into his view as it rolled, and finally, it rolled under his skirt.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Beldia's head.

"Hey, you bastard."

Instead of keeping her legs closed like most girls, Sylvia deliberately left them wide open, seemingly wanting Beldia to have a good look.

In his eyes, Beldia was having another episode; when he got emotional, he liked to spy.

However, when he leaned down and saw that the red light in Beldia's eyes was gradually dimming, and that he looked like he was on the verge of death, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Is he... dead?

"Hey, are you kidding me? How could you die? Even when that lich attacked last time, you didn't react like this!"

Sylvia's expression changed drastically. Just a second ago, she was wondering how many seconds it would take the Headless Horseman to capture the intruder.

The next second, the question became: how many seconds did the headless horseman actually hold out against the intruder?

And his strength was about the same as his…

--escape!

The thought flashed through my mind like lightning.

The other side was clearly well-prepared; to be able to take down an official in such a short time, they must be a formidable force.

He cursed the intelligence agents for being useless, saying that so many people were approaching the Demon King's castle and not a single one of them had sensed it, while turning around to advance deeper into the city.

This is a strategic retreat; only by joining forces can we have a chance of winning against a brave opponent.

however.

"I never expected you would hand over the chance to avenge your enemy to me. Don't you regret it?"

The sound of two people chatting came from behind, seemingly not taking Sylvia's escape seriously at all.

"No, after all, it was you who defeated them, and it was you who lifted the curse on me. I never expected that you would be a high priest."

"Do you also worship the goddess Eris?"

"No, I believe in myself."

"..."

Haha, okay, that answer is really...

Rosalie's lips twitched slightly, and she was momentarily at a loss for words.

Believe in yourself? Or is he truly a god?

I felt a little panicked for a moment.

But she took a deep breath, forcing herself to remain calm, and stared at the fleeing figure in front of her, saying:

"This should be one of the Demon King's military officers, the growth-type synthetic beast Sylvia. My team has dealt with him before."

"It is said that he can transplant the characteristics and abilities of various monsters into himself and make them his own."

“We failed to defeat him before, and we were even cursed by that headless knight. If we kill him, Wiz should be able to rest in peace.”

Wiz? Him?

As if he had misheard, Ronan stared at the "woman" in front of him, momentarily at a loss for words.

Subconsciously using X-ray vision...

No, that won't work.

He went blind.

Damn it, how come there are transvestites in the Demon King's army?!

Curiosity killed the cat. Even with his eyes closed, it was too late. Ronan, his face dark, unleashed a frustrated slash, aiming straight for his opponent's hip.

Sylvia immediately let out a pig-like scream and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Damn it!"

Blood gushed out, and the pain nearly made him faint. How could someone have specifically targeted that spot to attack him!