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Chapter 596

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Bloodwar General Salor was a famous major individual in many dimensions … At the very least, seven years ago, he would definitely have been a powerful Chaos Main Boss.

Salor wasn't a Devil Lord, but his reputation in the Chaos Abyss surpassed even the few Devil Lords who were more knowledgeable. He had participated in two Eternal Holy Wars and guarded the frontlines. The names of the powerful individuals who died by his hands were probably even thicker than a phone book.

However, with the overall decline of the devil species, the fragile balance was broken. Salor went from a Bloodwar General to a fugitive in a single night. It could be said that he suffered a tremendous fall.

Salor had always been treated as a mindless killing machine by his own kind. When he heard the news, he went berserk on the Bloodwar battlefield and tore apart several Inferno Demons in front of his subordinates to vent his anger … Then, he was exiled from the Chaos Abyss for "murdering his own kind".

Such a crime was obviously unreliable, but only Salor knew that he had lost his status as the Bloodwar Fortress's City Lord because of his own volition.

"… This war is completely different from the previous ones. The Chaos Abyss Lord has lost his consciousness, and all the Chaos Lords are no longer restricted. It's only a matter of time before the demons and devils completely clash. Although it's quite inconceivable, the Chaos Abyss is indeed establishing a new order. The Chaos Lords are actually being unified by Salor. But now that the unification is over, as a devil, Salor occupied such an important position … If he goes down now, he'll be able to escape unscathed, but it'll be too late! "

Indeed, even though Salor had a frighteningly abnormal appearance and spoke in a crude and illogical manner, often venting his anger, and was a classic example of someone who didn't use their brains, he had lived for so long and occupied such an important position as the Bloodwar General. How could he possibly be an idiot who didn't use his brain?

When everyone believed that Salor was a demon in a devil's skin, either the Chaos Abyss was wrong, or Salor's image was completely fake … The will of the Chaos Abyss would never be wrong. Salor had tricked everyone!

"Is it impossible for someone who is ugly to like beautiful art? Is it impossible for someone born with a deformity to have a twisted mind? Is it impossible for someone to have muscles but no brains? "

Very few people knew that Salor was not only skilled in strategy and tactics, but he was also highly accomplished in art. He was a top-level artist in both sculpture and music, and he even had his own understanding of finance and politics. His deep understanding of the essence of things gave him a special understanding and control over "quality" and "existence".

He, the ugly devil Salor who was born with a natural abnormality, was the existence that the Lord of Tyranny, Sarwenstan, truly trusted. He was also Sarwenstan's direct descendant!

In fact, even Lasnina, who was the mastermind of this mission, only knew the reason on the surface. Only Sarwenstan, who was Sarwenstan's only relative, knew the true goal and reason.

Even though he had lost two Devil Lords in a row in less than half a month, he still had no intention of giving up. He still had an ace up his sleeve. As long as he could find that person and successfully launch a surprise attack, he would definitely be able to …

"Hey, Salor, what are you thinking about? How do you enter a trance? "

"… How do you want to capture Roland …"

Salor instinctively responded to that familiar voice and affectionate greeting, as if an old neighbor was meeting again. The next moment, he recalled the owner of that voice, and his jaw dropped as he looked in that direction in disbelief.

"Roland! You, why are you here! "

Sitting at a table in a small shop on the street, the man holding a coffee and a newspaper in the background, the man who seemed to be on a vacation, was Roland, whom she had just fought not long ago.

I frowned when I heard Salor's words? He wasn't here to find me? He wasn't here to follow me into the city …

* Boom! *

But the next moment, I didn't have the time to think about anyone else. The gigantic devil suddenly expanded in size, and his sawtooth battle axe viciously sank into the ground, transforming the entire roadside restaurant into a deep crater.

Salor waved his dwarf-like arms, causing countless pieces of dirt to fly into the sky in defiance of gravity. It was as if a giant had excavated the entire battlefield, leaving a huge hole in the ground.

Salor was a pure killing machine on the battlefield. Common villains would die from talking too much, but this wouldn't happen to a true soldier, a devil general.

Salor's unique ability to control mass had long since spread throughout the entire universe. Any target that was hit by his attack would be blasted apart from inside out. Nobody would be foolish enough to face him head-on. But today, he saw something that he couldn't believe.

His battle axe, which nobody had ever dared to face head-on, was blocked by a thin ice shield!

Salor had just been defenseless. But now, he was covered in a translucent armor of ice.

Before Salor could recover from his astonishment, several dozen ice blades appeared in the sky. They spun for a short while before slashing directly at him.

One, two, three. The sharp blades of ice continued to bombard him.

I took a deep breath. It would seem that Salor's custom-made trump card was truly effective.

Unlike certain hot-blooded cockroaches who would always shout ridiculous slogans in order to infinitely increase their combat strength, I had always believed that victory or defeat in battle often depended on prior preparations. This was also how mages usually worked.

Just like when I fought Lasnina, the first time I fought her would be to gather information. The second time I fought her would naturally greatly increase my chances of victory. And since I knew that Salor was highly likely to become my enemy, I naturally made preparations when considering his abnormally dangerous abilities.

"I never expected that there would be a day when I would need to use my Frigid Flames ice armor …"

Salor's ability was quite famous for being quite unreasonable. It was the ability to forcefully modify the physical quality of the target he came into contact with. This was obviously a "Concept Attack" that had already reached the level of the laws of physics. Salor's reputation of being undefeatable in melee combat came about because he was able to render his enemies' physical and magical defenses useless, allowing them to be sliced apart by his own boiling flesh and blood.

Indeed, I was unable to understand how Salor's ability, which was basically a game modifier, was able to do such a thing. I also didn't know where Salor had obtained such a powerful special ability. However, I was able to follow the principles of his ability and defend against it.

I assumed that Salor was able to change an object's physical constants and state of existence. However, he would at the very least need to understand the physical constants of an object's existence, such as iron, steel, or ice. Only then would he be able to use his ability to change the physical properties of the object and modify it … If what Salor touched wasn't a product of Aichy's world at all, but instead the "theoretically coldest ice" that violated the laws of physics, would he be able to modify it?

"That's probably impossible. Salor's ability is basically the equivalent of a game modifier. He's able to find a world's (or game's) lowest level database and modify one game's data. That doesn't mean that he has the authority to modify other games (or worlds)'s data. Even if he's really able to do so, he'll need sufficient time and experimentation to adjust his own ability."

The reality before me proved that my theory was correct. The Frigid Flames ice armor that I had left in my dimensional storage bag had indeed blocked Salor's attack on my physical body.

Of course, I could only grit my teeth and accept the side effects of using this ice armor. It was still quite worth it to be able to trade frostbite for a Chaos Main Boss.

That ice sword storm that resembled floating cannons seemed quite ferocious. However, it was actually just ice that Salor was unable to control. Considering how the residents of the lower planes usually had thick skin and flesh, I didn't even have any hopes of killing Salor.

Right after that, Salor stood up unscathed. As expected, his power wasn't just that abnormal special ability of his.

However, although Salor wasn't injured, he had a panicked expression. It seemed that this was the first time that he had met an opponent who didn't fear his ability at all.

"You … how did you do it?"

"Ha, take a guess."

Of course, I wouldn't be so foolish as to explain my own ability to my opponent. Icy flames gathered on my ice sword and ice armor. Since Salor was destined to suffer frostbite, there was no need to hold back my double-edged sword's freezing flames.

The pale white flames covered my ice armor, causing Salor to instinctively retreat. His devil's combat instincts told him that he would have no future if he came into contact with those icy flames.

"As expected of that person's brother. It would seem that the rumors were true …"

The deformed devil general didn't immediately explode with rage like he usually did. Instead, he took a deep look at me as if he wanted to memorize my appearance. Then … he turned around and ran!

That's right, the devil general who had fought bloody battles, the undefeatable devil commander, unhesitatingly ran away.

The price for his powerful special ability was that he didn't have any long-range attack abilities. Since he met an opponent who countered him in such a way, wouldn't he just wait for death if he didn't run?

As a general who fought on the frontlines for a long time, a warrior's honor was nothing more than a joke to begin with. If he met a strong opponent that he couldn't defeat, not only would he run, he would even jump into a pile of corpses and play dead.

However, I laughed and shouted out the secret signal that we had agreed on earlier …

"MT (main tank), you have enough resistances, and your equipment can handle it. This time, focus on taking down the boss. Deal damage in the last three seconds. Those who slack off, be more serious. Those who deal the lowest damage won't get any money!"

The next instant, a female fallen angel Knight appeared in Salor's path of escape. She held an ice shield in her hand, and her ice armor seemed so familiar to Salor.

Then, a centaur covered in ice armor jumped out from a nearby rooftop. This centaur was actually using an ice bow and an ice sword …

A priest wearing ice armor jumped out from a corner of the rooftop …

The devil general glared at me with hatred. He felt like he had just walked into a death trap that was specifically designed for him.

"… Would you believe me if I told you that this was a coincidence? Isn't it normal to always have a few backup ice armor pieces? You're still looking at me? If you keep looking at me, I'll drink you to death! "

Casually speaking was completely different from giving guidance to other adventurers. Now wasn't the time to relax. A Devil Boss would be able to drag others down with him at the very last moment.

"Don't get close to him. Even if he's wearing ice armor, he can easily tear you apart. He doesn't have any long-range attack abilities. Let's slowly kite him to death with ice arrows and ice spears!"

Suddenly, Harloys heard Adam's angry roar. They should have started attacking at the same time. Even so, they only fought for a short two minutes …

"This is troublesome! Hurry up and retreat! Tactical change … I mean, start running! "

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