Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

However, this shield was easily shattered by Lord.

puff!

A palm, along with half of the arm and several magic rings on the fingers, fell to the ground.

"what!!!"

Shulahat retreated repeatedly, trying to create distance.

Two hundred years have passed, and this man seems to have become even more powerful.

"I said, three times is the limit."

No matter how Shulahat tried to distance himself, Lord's figure could still appear in front of Shulahat like a ghost.

Even though Shulahat cast magic to stop the man, the distance between them was too close!

For a pure magician, the outcome of such a close-range battle is obvious.

"Hand over the magic that allows a person to temporarily carry the power of faith, and I will consider giving you a quick death."

The tip of the Org in Lord's hand was slightly raised, pointing at Shulahat's heart.

Shulahart trembled all over. The pain of a broken wrist and the pressure brought by Lord made him realize that this man also came for this magic.

However, at this critical moment!

"Stop it!" A roar came from the side.

It's Livalle.

Although he was suppressed by Celie's magic, he immediately unleashed all his magic power when he saw that Shulahat was in imminent danger.

He forcibly withstood Celie's attack and swung his battle axe at Lord's back, trying to rescue Shulahat.

At the same time, the remaining three also fought back with all their might, trying to restrain Celia so that Livale could rescue Shulahat.

Faced with this sudden attack, Lord turned his head and did not raise Orger, but just moved his fingers slightly.

hum!

A blue magic shield instantly unfolded behind him.

clang! ! !

Although Livale's attack caused the magic shield to emit a loud roar, it did not completely break it.

"Damn it!" Livalai cursed inwardly. The magic shields of these two people were definitely not of ordinary level. Their hardness was simply outrageous.

Lord continued to look at Shulahart, "It seems that your companions care about you very much."

There is no such thing as companions among the demons, and Lord's words are just a simple mockery.

However, in order to prevent further interference, Lord simply used magic to build a square cage, isolating him and Shulahat in the cage.

The blue magic cage separated the inside and outside, trapping Lord and Shulahat inside, and also isolating Livale's futile roar outside.

Inside the cage, the air seemed to freeze, leaving only the soft sound of blood flowing from Shulahat's broken wrist hitting the ground.

"Hand over that magic." Lord repeated his ultimatum. "This magic carries the power of faith. This is your last remaining value."

Shulahat covered his broken arm and looked at Lord: "Hahaha! I see! It seems that you also want to get your hands on this power. Could you be the godslayer from a thousand years ago?"

Lord narrowed his eyes. This Shulahat's senses were quite sharp.

"As expected!" Noticing Lord's subtle movement, Shulahart let out a wry smile. "The only human who could have stayed with Celie for so long was the God Slayer."

I should have thought of it earlier.

The only human being with such powerful strength and holding a holy sword in his hand is that legendary being.

But Shulahat never dreamed that the other party could break through the limitations of human lifespan and live to this day.

"You are very powerful. You have even broken through the limit of your lifespan. I am very curious. What is your purpose in wanting to get your hands on this power?"

Shulahat tried to learn more from Lord, but the latter was too lazy to explain to him.

"I'm not here to waste time on you. Hand over the magic!"

"Hahaha! Then come and get it yourself. I've sealed this magic. Even if I die, you won't be able to get it."

Before he could finish his words, Lord took action.

No hesitation, not even a single unnecessary movement.

Orger slashed across, and this time, the target was no longer his arm, but the sword blade swept across Shulahat's neck.

puff!

A head with horror frozen on its face flew high into the sky.

The headless body froze in place for a moment, and then, as if all support was drained away, it fell backwards softly, and then quickly disintegrated and turned into ashes.

Lord immediately reached out and grabbed the falling head.

"waste time."

Lord sheathed Org and released solidification magic. The light enveloped Shulahat's head, completely solidifying it to prevent it from turning into ashes like his body.

A demon head that retained its dying expression became a "specimen" in Lord's hands.

Since you don’t want to tell me, then take it yourself.

Although Lord has not yet fully created the magic of directly reading memories, especially for special creatures like the demons, he has plenty of time.

Outside the cage, the fighting stopped instantly.

At this time, Livale finally broke through Lord's blue cage, but it was too late.

"Lord Shulahat, is he dead?"

Outside the battlefield, the voice of a demon magician trembled with disbelief.

"Impossible!" Mahat's exaggerated face was full of horror.

Shulahat is the most cunning among them, and also the one with the strongest ability to protect his life!

He was actually... killed just like that? And died at the hands of that ordinary-looking human!

Celia also temporarily stopped suppressing the three Seven Collapse Sages, looked at the head in Lord's hand, and a hint of understanding flashed across her eyes.

The entire conference room fell into an eerie silence.

In the Demon King's Castle, Shulahat's status was second only to His Majesty the Demon King. His death was like a basin of ice water, extinguishing all the luck and fighting spirit in the hearts of all the powerful demons.

Only then did they truly realize that the man standing next to Celia was no ordinary person. What Shulahat said was right.

Lord casually wrapped the solidified head with cloth, put it at his waist, and slowly walked to Celia's side. During this time, no demon dared to step forward to stop him.

"I've finished my side, what about the rest?"

"Kill them all!"

Celie nodded slightly, the murderous intent in her eyes reappeared, and the magic power around her was released again.

However, just as Lord took a step forward, ready to solve the remaining troubles with Celia.

hum! ! !

An indescribable terrifying pressure descended without any warning.

Chapter 197 The Fusion of the Demon King

The entire conference hall shook violently.

Then a space crack slowly opened up, and a figure walked out of it.

She was a very beautiful woman, with faint dark golden lines under her god-like face. Looking closely, the outline of her eyebrows and eyes vaguely caught a glimpse of the shadow of the goddess of fertility.

The otherworldly refinement and the indifference that looked down upon all living things both reflected the appearance of the goddess of fertility back then, but more than that, it was something completely different.

This was the other party's aura, produced after fusion and distortion. It was neither a divine nor a dark aura. But at the first glance, Lord could see that the other party was not a puppet after being eroded by the Goddess of Fertility.

With her appearance, all traces of magic left by Celie disappeared instantly, and the three suppressed Seven Broken Sages also broke free from their restraints and were able to distance themselves from the two.

"Your Majesty the Demon King!" Livalai spoke first, his voice filled with a hint of awe.

One can imagine the power of the Demon King, as he can make Livale, who believes in the supremacy of strength and is also the strongest warrior of the demon clan, surrender willingly.

Bezer, Mahat, and Finn also bowed and paid high tribute to the Demon King who had suddenly arrived.

However, the new demon king's gaze did not linger on the kneeling subjects for a moment, but passed directly over Celia and fell on Lord.

The corners of her mouth curled up. "A thousand years have passed, but it seems they haven't left many traces on you, Godslayer Lord."

The Demon King spoke.

Moreover, she directly called out Lord's name, revealing his identity as the God Slayer, which was enough to shock the entire continent.

Celie widened her eyes, looked at Lord, then at the newly appeared demon king, her face full of astonishment.

This new demon king actually knows Lord! ?

Lord's eyes became extremely solemn the moment the other party called out his name.

He subconsciously tightened his grip on the Orger at his waist, and the magic power in the sword began to slowly release. The familiar aura of the demon king and the same pair of purple eyes that seemed to be able to see through the future were still there.

The moment their eyes met, he understood.

"I see." Lord's voice lowered. "It's not inheritance, but fusion."

"Not only did you obtain fragments of the Fertility Goddess's power, you even perfectly integrated it into your body. Not only did you resist her erosion, you assimilated her, allowing you to see events from thousands of years ago. This is truly remarkable."

The so-called new demon king before him did not simply obtain the power of the first demon king, nor did he simply receive the blessing of the goddess fragments.

She had carried out some kind of deep fusion between herself and the fragments of power left by the goddess of fertility, which contained the authority of life!

She is both a demon king and the heir to the goddess' power.

An unprecedentedly powerful existence.

"How impressive! You guessed so much with just one glance!" The Demon King chuckled and stretched out his white, tender hands to applaud. "However, you are wrong about one thing. The goddess fragments are a gift from fate to me. After her death, her remaining power inevitably sought a new home."

"And I just happened to be the carrier."

She raised a hand, walked over to Elsword, and lightly brushed her fingers over the blade.