The giant sword slashed through without any hindrance. The human in the red robe was smashed beyond recognition, and blood splattered everywhere! Azzad let out a miserable howl and then fell silent.
The other demons were a little disinterested and wanted to leave. Only the demon who had attacked, holding the hilt of the huge iron sword that had smashed into the ground, didn't move. Because he felt it was quite strange. Even the fragile human body had been smashed to pieces by his weapon, and the blood splattered on his face. But everything was so unreal, and even the blood had no temperature.
"What's wrong?" This was the voice of the human who should have been dead. The dead man said, "Do you think this way of dying isn't realistic enough? Then how about another way of dying? "
With that said, the human who had been smashed to pieces returned to his normal appearance when he was wearing a red robe, and no one could tell that he had been injured at all.
The next moment, there was another scream. But this time, no one touched him, and they saw the human being cut in half from the head. The left and right halves of his body fell to the ground, and his internal organs and blood flowed all over the ground. Before the demons could come to their senses, the human recovered again, then screamed again, and fell to the ground in another miserable way of dying.
This happened several times, and each time, it could be a different trick. After seeing this many times, even the muscular demons knew that something was wrong. The person in front of them was just an illusion! They all looked around. Someone who could create an illusion of this level was bound to be nearby. However, no matter how they probed and sensed, they couldn't see anything other than the illusion that performed all kinds of deaths.
Some of the more impatient demons turned their primitive Authority into a gust of wind, directly unleashing wave after wave to sweep through their surroundings. They hoped to force out the human hiding in the dark, but everything was to no avail.
Just when the demons were frustrated to a certain extent, a hand suddenly reached out from behind the succubus who had been on the side. It hooked the succubus's shoulder and grabbed toward the towering figure. At the same time, it leaned close to the succubus's ear from behind, exhaled a warm breath, and said softly, "Are you looking for me?"
"You!" The succubus was about to fly into a rage when she found a hard object inserted into her body from behind. Azzad said softly, "Don't move, you'll die. Of course, I don't think it's a pity, but whether or not you'll have any regrets is not something I can control. "
The Cassette Cutting Insatu was inserted into the succubus's body from the bottom of her wings and ribs, until it reached the location of the magic core that no one should know about. No matter how angry he was, it was instantly extinguished. The succubus said in her sickeningly sweet voice, "Human, I smell the scent of my kind on you. Furthermore, you, who have returned to your demon bloodline, have proven that you have the right to speak with me. Perhaps we can even find a common topic to talk about, instead of simply brandishing swords. What do you think? "
"Yes, you are right," Azad agreed as he released his hand and pulled Insadu back.
In the next moment, a cold light flashed. It entered from below the left abdomen and came out from the shoulder. This sword was so fast that the onlookers couldn't even blink their eyes. This sword was also so powerful that it actually cut the succubus and her demon core into two.
The moment her delicate body fell to the ground, it made a dull sound. The demons who witnessed everything only had one thought. Was what happened in front of them real or fake?
Compared to what they had just seen, the various ways of death were only tragic but not very realistic. Now that a succubus of the same level had died, the smell of blood exclusive to demons assaulted their nostrils, making the demons feel very real. It was just that … no one was willing to believe that this was real.
Killing an Abyss Devil did not satisfy Azzad. He inserted Insatu into the succubus's head, and the originally beautiful face seemed to age rapidly. The luster of the skin continued to fade, and the wrinkles deepened until the entire head was swallowed up.
In the evaluation of outsiders, the Cassette Cutting Insatu was a powerful weapon that harmed others without benefiting oneself. The source of this evaluation was the scene in front of them.
The energy required for the origin of the Cassette Cutting was not the eight authorities unique to the mysterious land. In the past, if the Cassette Cutting wanted to grow, it had to accumulate bit by bit over a long period of time, but after all, it had undergone a transformation in the middle.
However, this transformation did not only have to be obtained from the eight authorities, it could also be done from other sources. The difference was that the efficiency of the transformation was high and low. The method chosen by Insatu was regarded as a taboo among the Cassette Cutting clan.
This was because it relied on devouring the flesh and blood of living creatures to maintain or strengthen its origin. However, this method would bring about repercussions that could not be remedied. In other words, it would be infected by the resentment of living creatures before they died, causing them to inexplicably hate someone. This was also why some more objective people believed that the Cassette Cutting Insatu was not an evil sword in nature. It had just been driven mad.
However, whether this was intentional or not, a succubus with the qualifications to become a Great Lord of the Abyss had fallen. To the other Abyss Devils, this was both a warning and an opportunity.
Magic cores were the key to the resurrection of demons, and they were also good supplements for the advancement of other demons. Therefore, no one had any objections to the violent death of a fellow demon. Instead, each of them revealed a covetous gaze. Even the demons who had originally planned to stand by and watch had now rolled up their sleeves and were ready to fight.
A Great Demon carried a huge sword on his shoulder and passed through the smoke to arrive in front of Azad. He said in a foul tone, "Human, you …"
Too much nonsense. A horizontal slash of the sword!
In front of the Cassette Cutting Insatu, the defense that the demons were so proud of was like a window made of paper that could be destroyed with a single touch. This was because this slash had also cut through the core of the demon.
Since there was no way to finish the pleasantries, there was no need to say anything more.
The remaining demons raised their weapons and were about to attack the only mixed-blood human. Moreover, these attacks were effective! The mixed-blood human in red was once again smashed into smithereens in front of the demons.
But … if this attack was really effective, why didn't he feel the slightest sense of familiarity when it should have hit?
Could it be another illusion …!
Not many demons realized this, and the few that did became Azad's targets and struggled to hold on.
First, he used the Phantom Kui Mantis Spell to create a fake clone to attract firepower for himself. At the same time, he also used his impressive speed and a little bit of camouflage to move beyond the reach of the enemy. Then, he killed his way out from a blind spot!
Sometimes, after the demons attacked, they felt that the opponent didn't put up any resistance, or they only had the appearance but didn't get the essence. The demons would give up on such an opponent and search for the opponent's real body.
Little did they know that all of this was just a part of the plan. When the opponent gave up attacking the fake clone in front of him and turned to another side, Azad, who was weakly resisting, would suddenly explode and kill the demon in front of him.
After a while, Demon Prince Azad, who had integrated the Phantom Kui Mantis Spell into his tactical system, looked helplessly at the corpses on the ground and his own sorry state. Especially when the demon's purple blood splashed all over his body, he couldn't help but complain, "I originally chose red clothes because no matter how much blood was stained, it couldn't be seen from the outside. But I never thought that the opponent of the fight would be a demon spitting out purple blood. I miscalculated, I really miscalculated. "
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