Weng weng weng! (Similar to the roar of an engine)
The weapon in Malone's hand was a pure product of hell. It came from various materials obtained by Malone in the Demon King's Trial.
Including the body parts and demon essences obtained from killing the 72 Demon Gods.
He also entered the Forbidden Demon Domain that no demon had ever touched and found the Demon King's Treasure Chest that was hidden by an unknown person. He obtained the vital components for the construction of the weapon.
On the day he was crowned as King.
With the help of the blacksmiths from hell and the other Demon Kings' gifts and assistance, they jointly created this Hell Divine Weapon that fused with the attribute of "Carrier" and completely matched Malone's characteristics.
"Usathom Tyrant (Empire)" (When checked in the Illustration Handbook of Fate, the name of the equipment was dark gold)
Its essence had already surpassed the concept of the quality of a conventional Weapon of Fate. During the construction period, not only did it gather extremely high quality materials, it was also infused with the laws of the world of hell and the will of the Demon King of hell.
Just like its name.
This weapon, which had a wild style and vividly expressed the theme of hell, possessed extremely brutal destructive power.
The most terrifying thing was that it had "War Growth Ability". It would increase its destructive power according to the duration of the battle, Malone's state and the number of combos it gave.
Because of the conversation with Shaya.
Malone's accumulated anger had completely dissipated. In exchange, he was in a relatively calm state of battle.
Looking not far away, there were bandages wrapped around his private parts and many parts of his body were in a state of being cut. In his hand, there was a sword that was not inferior to his own.
"Shaya is right. This guy is different from the [King] I have seen … … Whether it is the bragging guys in hell or the boulder I met in Fate, their styles are completely different.
The biggest difference is in the "Domain".
This guy actually hid his Domain in his body? If so, he would be affected by the scorched earth hell.
No matter what, let's test her first. "
Malone slowly changed from walking to jogging. The frequency of turning the hilt also increased … … With the activation of the core engine, even a large amount of fire splashed out from the blade.
However, just as Malone was about to enter the attack range.
Zhan Huang suddenly shifted his center of gravity, straightened his left leg, and returned the famous sword to his waist, making a standard sword-drawing posture.
The bandage wrapped around his wrist automatically gathered into a scabbard structure, and his aura suddenly skyrocketed.
"One Heart – Sword Draw"
A strong sense of danger rose in Malone's heart. It had been a long time since he had felt this way.
The slash that was nearly a hundred meters diagonally struck from the front, annihilating all the sand in its path.
In the blink of an eye.
A several-hundred-meter long slash mark appeared in the desert, and Malone, who had been hit head-on, was pushed a hundred meters away.
Before the sand in the air dispersed, Malone's voice was heard.
"So that's how it is. Is this the purpose of restraining one's domain? Increase your attack power to the maximum … "
Slowly.
Malone's figure appeared. Scorching hot blood was dripping continuously.
Maintain the same posture.
He still dragged his weapon to the ground and did not use it to block the terrifying slash just now.
Instead, he completely turned his left arm into a devil's hand and used his palm to block Zhan Huang's slash.
The price he paid for this was that the pitch-black claw-shaped devil's palm was cut about ten centimeters deep, reaching the depth of his wrist, and the devil's blood kept dripping.
Compared to Malone who was shocked by the power of the slash.
Zhan Huang was even more surprised. That slash just now had gathered her artistic conception, and it was a serious slash … Under the situation of a direct hit, it was only injured to this extent.
For a moment, Zhan Huang's state of mind changed. The clear lake in her heart began to be dyed black by sin. Or it could be said that this was the state of mind that a sinful life should have during a battle.
The blade returned to the scabbard.
"Twelve Trials"
Whoosh! Sword Draw!
This sword draw felt completely different from the previous one. It even felt like an attack from a different person.
The moment the sword was drawn, no blade appeared.
Instead, it created a kind of artistic conception that symbolized sin and affected reality.
With Malone as the center, a total of twelve giant skeletons that symbolized "sin" appeared around him. They were of different shapes.
Some had lanterns on their heads, some had babies in their bellies, and some had copper coins hanging on their arms.
They all held samurai swords in their hands, and at the same time, they swung different types of sin slashes.
All paths of retreat were blocked, and there were different slashes from all angles. It was extremely tricky.
Facing such a scene, Malone revealed a smile with a different kind of interest.
Whoosh!
He stabbed the weapon in his hand into the ground and freed his right hand … It seemed like he didn't intend to use his weapon to block such an attack.
He muttered a string of words in the devil's language.
Black blood vessels with sharp thorns bulged on his arms, and his skin was as black and tattered as scorched earth. Both of his arms were 100% demonized.
At the same time, two exaggerated devil horns grew on his forehead.
Then, he adopted a unique parry posture. This posture didn't come from hell, but was a basic skill that Malone first learned in the [Crusader Academy].
"Come!"
His angry roar spread out a shock wave of 1,000 meters in the desert.
Facing twelve different slashes from different directions, styles, strengths, and even attributes … in Malone's eyes, it was like going through the basic training in the past.
In the case where the body was strong enough.
The back of the hand, the bottom of the palm, the wrist, and the elbow, as long as they were used to the extreme, they could block the opponent's weapon attack.
Ding ding ding!
The sound of weapons colliding that could tear an ordinary person's eardrums continued to spread.
The twelve slashes that symbolized the judgment of sin were all blocked by Malone, and most of them were bounced off by skill. One of the slashes was at a tricky angle, and Malone had to forcibly crush it with his palm.
His arms were cut in many places, and blood kept flowing out, but none of the slashes hurt the inner layer.
At the same time, after being attacked in succession, Malone's "anger level" increased to a certain level.
The moment he blocked all the attacks, he grabbed the "Tyrant" that was stuck in the ground.
Buzz! He twisted the hilt, and hot purgatory lava and the devil's howl came out together.
His legs kicked the ground.
He soared into the air and was at the same level as the twelve skeletons.
"Slaughterhouse"
A horizontal slash with heavy blood, minced meat, and lava formed in the air.
All the skeletons were cut in half at the waist, and the wounds made a terrifying sound that was similar to the sound of bones being crushed in a slaughterhouse.
Visible to the naked eye, the giant skeletons were all sucked in and turned into bone dust.
Upon closer inspection, the "Tyrant" in Malone's hand seemed to have become sharper, and the meat seemed to have become denser.
At the same time, Malone, who was soaring in the air, had already locked his eyes on Emperor Slayer, who was hundreds of meters away.
Whoosh!
A pair of demon wings spread out on his back.
The spread of the wings, coupled with the release of anger, created several sonic booms during the dive, and the speed was incredible!
"Hell Sword Burial"
Outside London.
Suddenly, a sword-shaped tombstone that was full of blood and violence rose up, and the wind that it raised even affected London.
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