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

Lucifer looked through the rushing waterfall to the souls on the other side.

From the moment Baersa revealed his martial spirit's true form, the souls no longer made those overly sharp sounds, only silence and quietness.

But Lucifer's intuition told him that the souls were planning a big one for him.

Sure enough, under Lucifer's vigilant gaze, the silent souls once again transformed into a human figure.

But unlike Baersa who was a fire demon, this figure seemed too ordinary.

There were no special effects or witchcraft unique to the souls, nor were there any creatures to help. There was only a tattered set of armor and a broken sword.

"..."

The incarnation of the devil stood at the other end of the waterfall, without saying a word, looking harmless.

In this regard, Lucifer did not relax his vigilance rashly. He wanted to see what kind of stone the white-haired and black-horned devil in front of him had!

"Brother, I'm afraid you might misunderstand me, so I'll remind you that you are the challenger - huh?!"

Before Lucifer finished speaking, the devil holding the broken sword took action.

It was just a simple sprint, but Lucifer couldn't see his speed for a moment.

The "Lucifer" in his mind was startled and frantically alerted the police, but by the time Lucifer reacted, the devil had already rushed through the waterfall of blood and killed him.

Unable to dodge, Lucifer could only hold up his red sword to block the attack, but he was still pushed dozens of meters away and forced out of his territory.

But when Lucifer stopped, his hands holding the red knife couldn't stop shaking.

"Did you take a fucking spell or take Compound No. 5?!"

Looking at Quillon's pale pupils, Lucifer, who was under great pressure, couldn't help but sweat profusely.

Putting aside the mechanism of Sarkaz, Lucifer thought that Tracys was already the limit of numerical monsters, but he didn't expect that there was still a master? !

Besides, this was just the afterimage of Quillon in all the souls. Lucifer couldn't even imagine how amazing Quillon was in his heyday!

"..."

Faced with Lucifer's questioning, Quillon remained silent and just kept increasing his efforts.

"Gu...!"

Feeling the charm of Quillon's numerical value, Lucifer's body was gradually bent until one leg was forced to kneel down.

Looking at Quillon's merciless eyes, many countermeasures flashed through Lucifer's mind, but to no avail.

Although the doctor's blood allowed Lucifer to succeed in gaining enlightenment in the dragon field, he consumed too much energy when laning against Bayesa, and the current Quillon would not give him a chance to score again.

After thinking for a long time, Lucifer could only come up with a two-word conclusion: spicy!

Just as Quillon's still sharp broken sword was slowly approaching his chest, Lucifer's eyes fixed, and he immediately decided to give it a try.

Anana floated out from Lucifer's chest. Lucifer gritted his teeth and used his left hand to grab Anana.

Blood of Tikaz! Activate!

Sensing the resonance of Tikaz's blood, Anan's body instantly lit up with red light, and terrifying energy fluctuations were ready to be unleashed.

Seeing this, Kuilong, who had been expressionless, finally showed some surprise.

"I can't stand it anymore! I'm going to fight you! Eat my power gem!"

Lucifer clenched the Anana in his hand, and then punched Quillon who was standing in front of him.

Boom!

A loud bang exploded at the bottom of the golden tree tower, and the calm sea surface suddenly splashed with strong waves.

After a few minutes of silence, the waves finally stopped.

Looking around, only Lucifer was still standing there, while Quillon was nowhere to be found.

Fortunately, in the universe inside the Originium, Anana's third impact did not actively expand the Originium, but Lucifer, who should not belong here, was not so lucky. His entire left hand was assimilated by Anana into an Originium crystal.

"what……"

Lucifer was breathing heavily, his eyes were gloomy, as if he would fall down at any time.

But Lucifer didn't. He woke up from the pain and turned the blade around to stab into his left shoulder, which had not yet been transformed into Originium, and cut off his entire Originium left hand in one breath.

After forcing his body to squeeze out the blood stained with Originium dust and repairing his left hand, Lucifer took Anana back from the severed hand.

Fortunately, the blood of Tikaz was not contaminated by the Originium, otherwise, just thinking about the scene of being tortured by the Blood Demon Lord would have made Lucifer so miserable.

Gathering his thoughts, Lucifer looked in the direction of the souls.

As Lucifer expected, even the shock wave of the Originium could only force back the incarnations of the souls, but could not affect the souls themselves.

Quillon, who was safe and sound, was standing not far away, quietly watching the embarrassed Lucifer.

Seeing this, Lucifer smiled with relief.

"I could fight you all day long."

"..."

Seeing Lucifer holding a red knife in one hand and anana in the other, and making a fifty-fifty decision, Quillon put away his broken sword and turned around to make way for Lucifer.

At the same time, the golden tree stretched out a root that turned into a staircase, and the demon kings who were the incarnations of souls lined up in two rows, making way for a path leading to the tower.

"You have convinced us with your obsession, young blood demon. Do what you should do. We will watch you and the Sarkaz from the other side that is farther than death."

The voices of the souls were solemn and heavy, completely devoid of the previous intention to slander Lucifer.

Hearing this, Lucifer was thoughtful and suspected that these Byd souls were fishing. They would hug him and beat him to end his kind life.

The cautious Lucifer and the demons standing at attention were in a stalemate for ten minutes, and finally took the first tentative step.

“Is it okay for me to go home?”

"..."

Lucifer walked through the silent array of demons and approached the tower step by step.

When Lucifer walked to the end of the array of demons, a man with white hair and red eyes suddenly patted Lucifer on the shoulder.

"Come on, excellent junior, you will do better than Dukare."

"Not buddy, who are you?"

189

Chapter 189: Kal'tsit, are you done for?

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With a deafening roar, the entire Originium universe seemed to be shaking, and Theresa and the others at the top of the tower could clearly feel the turbulence that was like an earthquake.

"The noise came from below... Did something happen to the teacher..."

Staring at the trembling under his feet, Askalon couldn't help but feel a little worried about Lucifer.

She didn't know how powerful the souls were, but if every shadow of the souls had the strength comparable to Tresia or Tracy, Askalon couldn't imagine how much pressure Lucifer would be under as he carried the heavy burden.

"……Well?!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Askalon was distracted, pure white silk threads extended out, about to wrap around Askalon's arms and calves.

At the critical moment, an AT field was deployed next to Ascalon, deflecting the invading threads.

Ascalon turned his head and saw Logos holding a bone pen, constantly writing the banshee's spell, pulling Theresa's Originium skills.

"Don't be distracted, Ascalon, don't betray Lucifer's trust."

"……I know."

Askalon took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and prepared to rejoin the group.

However, Theresa temporarily slowed down her attack and looked towards the bottom of the golden tree tower thoughtfully.

"...The information of the Originium was disrupted for a moment by the turbulent energy. Did Lucifer use Anana to do something to the souls?"

Theresa knew that Lucifer was fighting with the souls at the bottom of the tower, but she didn't know what exactly happened.

"Come to think of it... that Blood-covered Prince seems to be among the souls..."

Every crowned demon king has saved his files in the crown, leaving behind part of his emotions and memories, even Quillon and Bayesa are no exception.

Although the Blood-Covered Prince did not leave many experiences in the crown, but considering the relationship between Lucifer and the Blood Demon Lord, Theresa couldn't help but be curious about what interesting things would happen between the Blood-Covered Prince and Lucifer.

It’s a pity that she probably can’t see it now. After all, most of the souls are super powerful demon kings who were “born from Motata”, and demon kings like the Blood-covered Prince who are approachable to the people are still a minority after all.

hum!

Following a sharp explosion, the next moment an overwhelming black and red spell appeared and swept across the white ground.

"…Amiya, your growth is beyond my imagination."

Looking at the Demon King-armed Amiya in front of her wearing a complete set of Blue Fury, Theresa was a little dazed for a moment.

Can it be said that obsession can really help people turn pressure into motivation?

As the youngest demon king, and a non-Sarkaz demon king, he was able to gradually control the power of the crown without being affected in less than ten years of wearing it, which was beyond Theresa's expectations.

"Peace... always requires the blood of violence. You and the Doctor taught me that, and I remember it in my heart."

"..."

Theresa fell silent, her narrowed eyes revealing complicated thoughts.

With the power of the Originium and the remaining crown, Theresa can sense Amiya's emotions and thoughts.

Those unwilling and resentful voices still seemed to linger around Amiya’s ears, but all Theresa could sense was Amiya’s resolute will.

She ignored the crown and the echoes of the souls, and naturally did not need sympathy or mercy, as if everything that could put pressure on her was turned by Amiya into a means to achieve her goals.

Seeing this, Theresa sighed softly.

She originally thought that Amiya needed more time to develop, but now it seems that perhaps her and the doctor's amazing wisdom had subtly stimulated Amiya.

But isn’t it good?

Although Amiya's growth curve does not quite match my expectations, at least I don't have to worry about Amiya becoming evil because of those dark and cruel things.

Looking at Thearesia who was still smiling, Amiya tightened her grip on the hilt of the Blue Blaze Sword.