Being a blood demon in Terra? I have it in my lifetime!

She slowly stood up, put away her hidden blade, and said, not knowing whether to Lucifer or to herself:

"I'm so sorry that I couldn't let the teacher use his full strength."

Immediately, Askalon, who left the venue regretfully, turned around and walked towards the audience seats.

And seeing that the master-disciple match between Lucifer and Ascalon had ended with a winner, and that Lucifer even took away Ascalon's special weapon vehicle, the Doctor and the audience were even more excited.

"Six six six, this is cinnamon, and the salted beans don't have salt."

"Oh my god, he's really flying on the stool!"

"Oh my god, Lord Lucifer!"

Looking at Lucifer's flying stool Cos Chentangguan Street, Fiameta in the crowd gradually changed from doubt to belief.

"I knew he had something big planned for me..."

Fiammetta breathed a sigh of relief, while Mostima looked fearless.

“There may be bigger ones later.”

"...Farewell, this is a bit too annoying."

Fiammetta thought about it and still hoped that Lucifer could be more restrained and win the game safely.

Otherwise, given Lucifer's incredible power as the Prince of the Blood Demon, Fiammetta couldn't imagine that he would do something as cruel as Rashomon.

The scene changed, and the only two professional players left on the field, Logos and Lucifer, had already skated two-thirds of the track and were preparing to enter the final sprint.

Seeing Lucifer coming to him after overcoming all the difficulties like a player in a dungeon, Logos held the bone pen of the Banshee Lord in his hand with a very serious expression.

"Xiao Ai, give me the championship trophy."

"If you want it, you have to come and get it yourself. You know the rules, Lucifer."

The young banshee and the blood demon Zhongdeng looked at each other, and they seemed to feel a meaningless drumbeat ringing in their ears.

"You are right, but do you dare to disobey me who possesses the holy relic of Askalon?"

"…It seems you have misunderstood something, Lucifer. You are the challenger."

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Chapter 131 Logos, not bad.

"Three strong is better than being at home."

Scout patted Ascalon's shoulder and spoke in a comforting voice.

ACE and Misery, the fourth and fifth strongest players, nodded in approval.

It’s not that they don’t work hard, but that Lucifer is too supermodel.

All I can say is that Blood Demon is like this, and coupled with Lucifer's amazing wisdom, all kinds of unexpected and unconventional playing methods seem to be whipping them like spinning tops.

"..."

Askalon folded his hands silently, stood there with his eyes closed.

If she couldn't eliminate Lucifer, then winning or losing this match would be meaningless to Askalon.

Seeing that Askalon was silent and pretending to be an expert, Scout turned his head to look at the only two heavyweight favorites left on the field, and immediately became curious.

"Do you think Logos will win?"

"I can't say for sure. I think Lucifer is also extremely powerful."

"One thing to say, one thing to say, indeed."

Others had mixed reactions to this. Although they shared a bond with Logos as both operators of Rhodes Island, Lucifer was clearly well prepared.

"Hey, Ascalon, who do you think will win this game?"

Everyone then turned their eyes towards Ascalon, even the Doctor and Gavial couldn't help but look over.

After all, among those present, only Askalon was more familiar with Logos and Lucifer.

After hearing this, Askalon thought for a moment and gave his sharp comments.

"My assessment is that Logos can enjoy the rest of the game."

At this moment, the bright red blood rushed towards Logos' round stool like a poisonous needle.

"Bounce back."

Logos raised the bone pen in his hand and wrote in the air.

Circles of golden spells flowed out from Logos' pen, forming an invisible barrier that rejected the invasion of blood.

However, the blood that was deflected by the spell was still flowing on Lucifer's fingertips, ready for Lucifer to use at any time.

"Xiao Ai, you are still a master of words."

Lucifer was not unfamiliar with the spells that the banshee was good at.

When Lucifer was still in Kazdel, Lamaren demonstrated various banshee spells in front of him. Whether in war or daily life, spells have become one of the banshee's habits.

Logos, with a serious face, ignored Lucifer's trash talk and just kept writing the spell.

"Be still."

As the words fell, Logos' spell attempted to imprison the two round stools under Lucifer's feet, allowing Lucifer to fly.

Although Lucifer has never had a head-on confrontation with the banshee's spell, nor has he conducted research on how to break the banshee's spell with one click, he believes that his own strength is the reason.

"Mu Da Da!"

Strands of blood flowed down Lucifer's trouser legs and wrapped around the round stool under Lucifer's feet.

The restless blood clung to the pulley of the round stool, forming two scarlet hunting exhausts on the smooth track, constantly repelling the banshee's spell.

"The spell...was broken free?"

A flash of surprise flashed across Logos' face. He had never thought that his spell could be defended against alone like this.

Logos realized then that the difference between the royal court and the royal court was not merely superficial.

However, Logos' mature upbringing allowed him to react quickly and not lose his composure.

Although he couldn't do anything to Lucifer for the time being, he was now closer to the finish line. As long as he was not killed by Lucifer by jumping over the tower, he still had a chance of survival.

No matter what, the advantage is his!

"It's not easy to hold on until now, but - you have no chance of winning, Lucifer."

After saying that, Logos continued to write the spell, and the golden spell protected Logos and the stool behind him.

Compared with the Sarkaz in other royal courts, the output means of the Banshee's spells may be more limited, but in terms of control and protection, the Banshee's spells are at the T1 level and have a kind of mechanical beauty.

Lucifer also knows this very well, but as long as he wants to go, the way is right under his feet!

The rioting blood was reconstructed and intertwined in Lucifer's hands, gradually transforming into a spirally hollow spear. The two spikes reflected a dazzling light, giving people a weird feeling.

"what is that……"

For some reason, the spear made of blood, both its color and shape, made Logos feel a little uneasy.

When he came to his senses, Lucifer had already aimed at him and slowly raised the Spear of Longinus in his hand.

"Special attack on the AT position! Ai!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-red Spear of Longinus flew out of his hand and pierced Logos' AT position.

The tip of the spear continued to stir the spell barrier but did not break it.

Seeing this, Logos couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He turned his head and saw that the finish line was less than thirty meters away from him. As long as he could hold on a little longer, nothing could stop him from winning the championship!

"In this case, it's me... Gu?!"

Just as Logos was secretly rejoicing and turned around, he saw that Lucifer had a Spear of Longinus in his hand.

"So, what are you going to do with the second one, Ai?"

Lucifer, who started at zero frame, did not give Logos any chance to react to the Spear of Longinus.

The second Spear of Longinus came with powerful momentum and directly destroyed Logos' spell barrier.

The two spears directly smashed Logos' round stool, and Logos, who had no foothold, fell to the ground.

Lucifer, who was still sprinting with a dazzling hunting exhaust, grabbed two blood-red spears stuck in the ground, performed a cool drift, and successfully slid out of the finish line.

Seeing this scene, Logos, who was still crawling on the ground, suddenly felt as if the sky had fallen, as if he had lost all his strength and means.

The organizers and the audience were silent for a moment, and then broke into unprecedented cheers.

"Oh my God! Lord Lucifer!"

"Quack! Lucifer! You are my God!"

"You know me. I've been a fan of Lucifer for two hundred years!"

"It's a rare opportunity to see the battle between the strongest. Even if I die, it's worth it!"

Although most of the audience did not make a fortune by betting on Lucifer, they were satisfied enough to see the battle of the century between the two powerful men, Lucifer and Logos, with bloodlust and fun.

Only the unfortunate little fellow who had gambled all in Logos thought that people’s joys and sorrows were incommensurate, and he just thought they were noisy.

As the scene changed, Lucifer walked slowly to Logos with two wind wheels under his feet and two spears of Longinus in his hands.

"Xiao Ai, not bad."

"..."

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Chapter 132 "Why Lucifer is God"

"we are the champion!"

Enthusiastic cheers echoed in Rhodes Island's training room, and celebratory fireworks exploded like golden rain slowly falling.

Lucifer and Logos came to the commentary desk at the stadium. Ascalon, who was eliminated earlier, smiled and applauded him.