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Chapter 311

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When William jumped off the arena, his anus tightened. He immediately sensed danger staring at him.

"Another unruly commoner is trying to harm me."

"Damn, I've been feeling a sense of danger for the past two days. I wouldn't have known if I hadn't come to the Magic Conference. Now that I'm here, I realize that there are many people who want to kill me."

But he could not figure out who dared to be impudent in the Magic Conference. Even if the shield was broken, could they kill him?

The prince scratched his head. He must have thought too much. He did not claim that he was the champion of the entire Magic Conference, but he dared to say, "Other than Delosis, everyone else is a younger brother. It is the same for Sardin."

William shifted his gaze to the professional whose body had undergone a mutation.

He seemed to be adapting to his own body. Not to mention fighting, even the walkway was swaying, as if he was drunk.

He did not care about the strange gazes of the onlookers. After a while, he had adapted to his body. He looked at the various arenas and smirked. "Is this the Magic Conference of the southern region?

It's just a bunch of cuties who have never experienced despair.

I really want to kill them and throw their souls into the Dark World to be baptized by the Darkness. "

His voice did not travel far.

But his eyes were flickering.

He gritted his teeth. Buzz!

In the next moment.

Blood flowed from his seven orifices as though he had suffered a serious internal injury.

At this moment.

He wiped the blood off his face and licked it with his tongue. A perverted expression appeared on his face. "You can resist my soul invasion. Are you showing off your strong mental strength?

Oh.

That's right.

Your bloodline power is not bad.

You're considered a genius in the Surface World.

"Since you're a believer of Darkness, I only wanted to use your body. But now, you have to die.

"No!

"You can't die.

"I'm going to bring you into the Dark World.

"I'll let you understand what true Darkness is.

"You're a believer of Darkness.

"Of course, it's purer …"

His mouth was muttering silently to himself.

But nobody knew.

Deep in his heart was a shattered soul. He looked at the terrifying being who was shrouded in darkness with despair.

The body that he possessed was a Darkness attribute professional. Only a Darkness attribute professional who believed in Darkness would be able to take advantage of the situation.

Because he represented pure darkness.

When a dark-attribute professional was cultivating, if a purer dark aura wanted to enter their body, they wouldn't notice it and would even be more delighted.

However …

Some dark creatures, such as demons and undead, would often take the opportunity to invade the bodies of dark-attribute professionals. This was also the reason why dark-attribute professionals were not well received.

That was because this group of fellows could easily go crazy.

This unlucky fellow was a dark warrior from the Palace of Darkness. Not only was he powerful, but he was also ranked fourth on the intelligence list.

However, when he was faced with an even darker existence, he was almost unable to resist and allowed it to invade his body.

This intruder.

He was the Son of Darkness.

As for his goal …

It was obvious.

He was here to cause trouble for William.

Perhaps many people were wondering why the Viscount of Darkness was looking for trouble in the Magic Conference.

But William knew that he was this kind of guy who loved to show off.

Or in other words.

Ever since the Darkness Invasion.

The dark forces of the seven continents spread fear and despair to the living beings on the surface in the most exaggerated way possible.

They forced the living beings on the continents to believe in the God of Darkness. If not, they would be tortured, abused, feared, and even killed.

Similar to the Temple of Light in the Legendary continent, various existences that believed in Light in other continents were fighting against them.

It could not be helped.

The devil's way of doing things was simple and violent.

If you didn't believe in it?

Then they would terrorize and kill. They were a group of magical terrorists.

However, William did not know that the Viscount of Darkness had come to the Magic Conference. He wanted to kill William with the strength of someone of the same level as him. He wanted to take away William's soul and slowly torture it to death in front of Lancelot.

After all …

The Viscount of Darkness's destiny was to fight against Lancelot, the Viscount of Light.

He did not take Prince William seriously at all.

William was just a small fry in front of the Viscount of Darkness. He was not worth mentioning.

He was just a genius.

The Viscount of Darkness had killed more geniuses than William had ever seen.

It had to be known.

The identity of the Viscount of Darkness was obtained by killing countless dark creatures in a meat grinder.

He was the final victor, as well as the most powerful victor. Moreover, he underwent a complete transformation within the altar.

Now, he only wanted to use the relationship between William and Lancelot to slowly torture and kill William. He wanted to interrogate Lancelot's soul.

That was right.

The Viscount of Darkness was a little arrogant and perverted maniac.

After all, he was able to kill his way out and become the Viscount of Darkness. His mental state was not normal. He would do all kinds of unimaginable things.

He did not want to kill his destiny opponent.

He only wanted to pull the Viscount of Light into darkness.

He wanted to make the Viscount of Light more powerful and darker.

Furthermore, this sort of method was a fatal blow to the Light Faction.

It was easy to kill a person.

But wouldn't it be more satisfying to destroy a person who had absolute faith in Light?

Even the Viscount of Light would be led into darkness?

Wouldn't those who believed in Light despair?

The semi-finals continued.

According to the strength of Annie, Diablo, and Burned Cinder, as long as they did not encounter the top three contestants on the intelligence report, they had a chance of winning.

It was not a 55% chance!

It was definitely 64% or even 73%.

But …

Burned Cinder's battle had caught all the spectators by surprise. Even the Legendary big shots had not expected this.



At this moment.

Burned Cinder's body was like a torn rag doll. Black blood flowed everywhere.

His fiery red battle energy flames were faintly discernible. Many black flames appeared on the surface of his body, burning his skin, flesh, and even bones.

The contestant standing opposite him.

The official Viscount of Darkness.

The current 'Andros', the seeded contestant of the Palace of Darkness.

"Eh, weren't you very good at fighting just now? Your flames are very hot. It's so hot that I want to take off my clothes. Hahahaha." Andros laughed maniacally. Not only was his voice piercing, but it also gave off an inexplicable chill.

"You're very strong, but do you think this is all I have?" Burned Cinder clenched his fists. He half-knelt on the ground and took deep breaths.

As his breathing gradually stabilized, his breathing became more and more stable.

His battle energy shield appeared again.

Flames.

Countless flames drilled out from his skin.

It was almost a masochistic method. He released his fiery battle energy from every pore and forcefully extinguished the black flames on the surface of his body.

But this way …

Burned Cinder's skin was already ugly. Now, he looked like a monster that had been skinned. It was extremely disgusting.

It was also hard to imagine how much damage he had suffered.

After all, he did not have a Fire Elemental Body.

Advanced professionals.

Their skills allowed them to release battle energy from certain parts of their body.

For example, their hands, feet, or if they learned some skills, they could also use their mouth, eyes, or even their anus …

Cough cough.

Anyway, the different colors of battle energy on the bodies of Advanced professionals were actually a manifestation of the battle energy shield. This did not mean that apart from their meridians, their flesh and blood could also withstand this type of battle energy.

Burned Cinder used the pores of his body to release battle energy. This was a complete self-abuse …

But the more it was like this …

Andros's eyes were filled with joy. He came in front of Burned Cinder in a frenzied manner. He carefully looked at Burned Cinder's body and muttered to himself, "Look, look, this is your essence. Your skin is just your appearance. How beautiful is your essence under your skin?"

"Get lost!" Burned Cinder shouted. He looked at the guy in front of him and once again used the Dragon-slaying Blade.

Swoosh!

The blade radiance had the sharpness to cut through everything.

The blade was filled with an aura that could burn everything.

This blade.

Tens of meters.

This was the strongest blade that Burned Cinder could unleash. Similarly, it arrived in front of Andros in an instant.

There was a flash of surprise and excitement in the latter's eyes.

His original body was that of a dark warrior. He also drew his blade and faced Burned Cinder.

Rumble.

A black and red wave of air spread continuously in all directions.

Burned Cinder did not move.

Andros was covered in blood as he retreated a few hundred meters.

However, just as everyone was shocked by Burned Cinder's ultimate move, this guy, who had incredible combat power, suddenly fell to the ground and did not make any more movements.

He had withered.

The referee saw that Andros still wanted to continue fighting.

He could not bear to do so. After all, Burned Cinder was unconscious. Moreover, William had been boasting to him. Hence, the referee hurriedly extended his hand to stop him. "Andros wins, Burned Cinder loses!"

At this moment, William immediately flew into the arena. He looked deeply at Andros.

Andros grinned at him. He had no intention of fighting again.

Hence.

Prince William carried the skinless Burned Cinder and returned to the crowd.

Subsequently.

He poured a bottle into Burned Cinder's mouth.

Not long after.

The injuries on Burned Cinder's body started to recover. His skin gradually recovered and became as smooth as before …

When he opened his eyes.

He saw William, Annie, and the others. Just as he opened his mouth, he immediately turned over and coughed up blood.

His body was covered in corroded black blood.

But after he spat out the last bit of the dark element poison, Burned Cinder had completely recovered …

The audience at the side stared in bewilderment.

Damn it.

What did he drink to sustain such serious injuries?

Was he healed just like that?

It had to be known.

The faces of the two professionals from the Desert Kingdom and the Iron Fist Kingdom had been deformed by William. After receiving initial treatment from the light element professionals, they had returned to their countries to recuperate.

But wasn't Burned Cinder's injuries recovering a little too quickly?

William was not in the mood to think about whether the Life Potion had been exposed.

He was wondering who Andros was. In his previous life, Andros was not so powerful!

Why did he feel that Andros was so ridiculously powerful?

Actually, it was not just him.

Delosis, Sardin Peak, Diablo, and the others were also pondering the origins of Andros.

Or rather.

Was he so strong that he could do it so easily?

Delosis knew that he was very talented. But he had to admit that Burned Cinder was also very outstanding as a fire element professional.

He could defeat Burned Cinder, but as they had the same attributes, it would not be that easy.

"He's a worthy opponent …" Delosis stroked his chin. Andros was the second worthy opponent that he had acknowledged.

However.

Andros ignored everyone's gazes. When he walked down the arena, he pointed at everyone and said, "I just want to say that all of you are trash!"

There was a momentary silence.

Then, the audience started to curse.

But this sentence.

However, quite a number of people secretly remembered it in their hearts.

Scarbrow, the Oracle of the Palace of Darkness, gradually frowned. He thought to himself, "What medicine did this lad take? Even if he was possessed by the power of the devil, he wouldn't be that powerful. His personality has changed a lot too."



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