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Chapter 599

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A cruel battle seemed to be coming to an end. The demon general who was surrounded was now covered in blood, as if he was a buffalo that was being bled by a pack of wolves. His gigantic and deformed body was covered in wounds, and blood kept flowing onto the metal streets of the Ashen Furnace.

The young tiefling warrior, Arslin, revealed a delighted expression. He had been able to kill off a famous Devil Lord so easily. What kind of honor and glory would this be? He could already see himself becoming famous, and he would be able to return to his homeland in glory …

"Even the Great Demon God will be proud of me. Perhaps he'll even choose me to become a God's Servant …"

Arslin's blood started to boil whenever he thought about being able to bathe in the Great Demon God's glory. As a mixed-blood demon who had lived in the Chaos Abyss for over a hundred years and experienced countless humiliations, Arslin had never had a good impression of his "relatives".

In the eyes of demons and devils, these mixed-blood descendants were weak and lacking in potential. The demon bloodline was also naturally suppressed by the residents of the Chaos Abyss. It was quite normal for pure-blooded demons to call tieflings bastards. Casually insulting and killing tieflings was nothing more than entertainment.

Apart from a very small number of tiefling residences, devils and demons were the most common residents in the Chaos Abyss. Arslin had already lost count of how many times he had been humiliated by demons and devils. Now that he had the chance to personally kill off a demon general, how great of an honor and glory would that be!

Salor's entire body was now covered in ice spears and arrows. He was basically a human target. The most dangerous injury he had received was directly piercing through his right eye. Pus and blood kept flowing out of that hole. If it wasn't for the fact that devils had strong vitality, Salor would have died long ago.

At this moment, an ice arrow suddenly changed direction and pierced into Salor's left eye from the blind spot of his right eye. This time, Salor was truly blinded.

"… Salor, I, Arslin Dimo, shall accept your head!"

Arslin roared as he jumped into the air. How could he possibly miss this opportunity to become a carp that leaped through the dragon's gate? That man had indeed said that he couldn't get close to Salor without permission, but Salor was now blind. How could he possibly become famous if he let go of such a good opportunity?

Even though Arslin was a good teammate, how could he possibly give this opportunity to kill Salor!

"Winna is still waiting for me back home. Once I become famous, I'll go back home and marry her … Eh? That headless corpse seems rather familiar. What are Casio and the others shouting about …"

"Arsven!"

"… Are you calling me? I … I'm dead? "

The tiefling tiefling warrior's head landed on the ground. However, it wasn't Salor's head. The tiefling warrior's shocked expression indicated that he clearly didn't believe that he had died.

The tiefling warrior that had been about to deal a fatal blow was instantly turned into a headless corpse. Blood sprayed high into the air. Salor had actually killed the tiefling warrior with a single blow.

"Hehe, this is the first one …"

Where the devil's eyes should have been, there were only two ghastly holes. However, Salor's face was filled with delight. He used the tip of his curved tongue to lick his dwarf-like, withered, deformed right hand, which was still steaming with the enemy's blood.

He squinted his eyes as if he was very satisfied with the taste of blood. His relaxed expression made it clear that he was looking down on his enemies.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had already regenerated, and the dim yellow pupils were filled with pride.

"It really is a trap, but that guy …"

I wanted to cry at the sudden and unexpected loss of a member.

Didn't we say that we would surround Salor and slowly whittle him down? Why was Salor so innocently sending himself to die? Even if you really believed that Salor was blind and intended to ambush us, why did you rush up to him and shout? Did you think that wasn't honorable enough? Or were you worried that Salor wouldn't know where you were?

Demons and devils all had powerful regenerative abilities. The higher-level a devil was, the more difficult it would be for them to completely die. Although these "ice arrows" and "ice spears" were made out of extremely cold ice and wouldn't be instantly destroyed by Salor's abilities upon contact, they were only "ice weapons". They didn't have any special effects that would prevent regenerative abilities.

The strongest member of Casio's team was probably the fallen angel. However, she was only at the peak of Saint rank. She was still far away from reaching Myth rank. The difference between her and Salor was even greater.

"If only Adam was here …"

A weapon's attack power was directly related to its user's power level. If I gave my ice sword to Adam to use, it would likely be Salor's head that was chopped off. But if I gave my ice sword to these adventurers, they would probably only be able to bleed a little or pierce through Salor's skin. They wouldn't be able to deal any fatal damage. And I didn't have any hopes that they would be able to kill Salor. The mission that I had given them before was only to find out that Salor didn't have any long-range attack abilities, so they would just circle around him and harass him.

What if Salor had long-range attack abilities? Not only would I not know how to summon these adventurers to battle, I would even run away by myself. However, Little Red's previous fight with Salor had already revealed information about him.

Now, it would seem that even though Salor was covered in blood and seemed to be in a sorry state, it was mostly just an act that he wanted to bait others into taking the bait. I had already told them that there was such a possibility and asked them not to be too greedy. Yet, it just so happened that someone took the bait so easily.

Even though they were all powerful individuals who had experienced countless battles, Casio and the others were still visibly shaken after seeing their teammate die right in front of them. Their hands and feet trembled, and they made many mistakes. Sometimes, just being half a second slower could mean the difference between life and death.

The worst part was that this warrior's accidental death caused an obvious opening to appear in our encirclement.

"I'm almost out of arrows …"

The ice swords of extreme ice were all from back in the day. There weren't many of them to begin with, and I hadn't prepared many sets for myself. Casio was using them as if they were iron arrows, which meant that he was using even more ice swords.

Plans would never be able to keep up with changes. Perhaps the moment that Casio discovered that Donatis was actually fighting in his original body, his original plan had already changed beyond recognition.

* Clang! *

The ice sword and battle axe clashed once again. This time, the demon's sawtooth battle axe was frozen solid. It would seem that I would have to deal with this myself.

"Roland!"

Salor's angry roar echoed in my ears as I swung the ice sword in my hand, which had already broken into more than a dozen pieces. I tossed it away and swapped it for a new one.

In that instant, Salor had actually swung his battle axe nine times. His physical body's supersonic speed seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary.

Salor had truly hidden his abilities well. His malformed left side of his body had astonishing brute strength, while his malformed right side, which was viewed as a failed mutation, had astonishing speed.

Salor had a strange body, strange balance, bug-like special abilities, unpredictable attack methods, and the ability to kill in one hit. It was no wonder that even though Salor wasn't a Devil Lord, he had the reputation of being "undefeatable in melee combat against anyone below the Main God level".

I didn't have much time left. The battle over there was only becoming more and more intense. The gigantic Chaos War God was already destroying the entire battlefield. Perhaps it was time for me to make up my mind long ago.

"System, I'll give you Lasnina's cursed stone as collateral. Exchange for 'that' for me!"

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