Creatures needed to eat when they were hungry and drink when they were thirsty. So what did the demon need to replenish its thirst?
The only thing that could replenish a demon's instinctive thirst was, of course, the soul, or some sort of spiritual energy. What form this energy took and where it was stored, of course, a certain someone didn't have the time to delve into it. But as for how to replenish it, the answer was very simple — a blood sacrifice would do.
If one wasn't enough, two would be enough.
If a certain someone's consciousness was still present and he had made up his mind to degenerate into a demon, he would probably feel regret for banishing all those random demons with a dimensional banishment spell. But now, he instinctively locked onto the seventeen Abyssal Lords that were still nearby.
Apart from the two who were already in a standoff, the other great lords hiding in the shadows were all surprised. Did the other party mean to declare war on all of them?
It was a pity that the consciousness that had vaguely urged them to come didn't want to kill the other party, and even wanted to satisfy his needs. But apart from the little demon lord's forces, all the demons within fifty kilometers had long been plundered. There wasn't a single living being left. If the other party wanted a blood sacrifice, he could only find them.
Was he crazy to provoke all the abyssal lords at once?
On second thought, perhaps the other party really was crazy. Wasn't it precisely because this human had lost himself under the invasion of the abyssal aura that the demons came here with the idea that there was no harm in watching?
But provocation was provocation, and it was unrealistic to think that he could deal with all the great lords at once. The first to bear the brunt of the attack were the two great lords facing the human. It was just that with all their abilities restrained, how would the two choose to confront a 'human'? All the great lords hiding in the shadows were in the mood of watching a show, spying from their hiding places with peace of mind.
Although they didn't have any concrete evidence, the two abyssal lords felt that they had no chance of escaping in front of that human. They could only fight with all their might. At their level, this kind of intuition was quite accurate.
The two didn't even think about running away, or running away faster than their companions was just a nonsensical thing. Therefore, the two abyssal lords stimulated their body's potential. Their bones creaked, their muscles bulged, and they grew taller.
Of course, they had seen the fate of the previous succubus, whose resurrection was probably far away in the future, but it wasn't as if they didn't have any insights. His opponent's strange dagger, which looked like a toothpick, was the main target of his attention. The second was the spell that dismembered the werewolf succubus.
Even though Zhang Xuan didn't know the conditions for the latter to work, it should be useful to avoid too much contact with the other party. Therefore, the two Great Dark Lords stretched out their hands and summoned their weapons from the void — a giant hammer that was about the same size as them, and a scythe that was as tall as them.
The human Magicians in front of them were no longer as crazy as before. Even his demonized body was starting to take shape, and he no longer looked like a ghost or a human. However, this human had yet to truly degenerate into a demon, and he had yet to condense a magic core. He just stood there quietly with the odd-shaped dagger in his hand.
The onlooking demons couldn't tell what the trigger was, but the human magician kept his head down and charged forward. The two Great Dark Lords, on the other hand, assumed a defensive stance. For demons who advocated offense, this was an extremely unusual behavior.
Just as the magician closed the distance between him and the two Great Dark Lords, the Abyss Great Dark Lord, who was like a chameleon, cut off his own legs with his scythe!
Under the effect of the Life-Sharing Curse, Lin's legs were also cut off at the knees. Having lost his support, he immediately fell to the ground. The Great Dark Lords didn't say much. The one with the head of a bull raised his giant hammer and was about to smash it down on someone's head.
Thump! The giant hammer fell to the ground, but of course, it didn't hit anything.
The person who had disappeared reappeared not far behind the two Great Dark Lords. Using his hands to support himself, he straightened his body and spoke for the first time in such a situation, "Legs are just decorations, you big shots don't understand."
He swayed his body and temporarily used one hand to support his balance. With his free hand, he threw the Cassette Cutting Blue Wave Blade as a flying dagger. The Great Dark Lord, who had also lost his legs, crawled forward with all his might with both hands, trying to get away from this human, but he still couldn't avoid it. In the end, he raised his right arm and took the flying dagger head-on.
Of course, the Cassette Cutting couldn't be stuck in a demon's body. At the moment of contact, it began to resonate and destroy. Immediately, the Great Dark Lord, who had been hit by the knife, let out a miserable howl like a pig being slaughtered. At the same time, the right arm with the Cassette Cutting in it trembled involuntarily, and with this unknown trembling, it showed signs of disintegration and turning into ashes.
Without saying anything, the Great Dark Lord also pulled out the Cassette Cutting and casually threw it on the ground.
But the Life-Sharing Curse still existed. Like a magician who had calmed down from madness, he raised his trembling right hand in confusion. The crisis of disintegration and turning into ashes still existed on him.
Seeing this scene, the Great Dark Lord of the Abyss felt the pain of losing his arm no longer seemed important at this moment. He gritted his teeth and cracked his mouth open, wanting to laugh and mock the human in front of him.
But also in front of his eyes, he watched the man's trembling hand stabilize again. On the arm, circles of magic arrays appeared, enveloping the arm and extracting the strange fog that might represent the Life-Sharing Curse. The trembling of his own arm didn't stop. Instead, it even showed signs of becoming more and more intense and spreading upward.
In order to avoid being killed by the strange ability of the short knife, the Great Dark Lord of the Abyss, who was in the true form of a chameleon, tore off his right arm and separated his arm from his body. As a result, the strange curse on his arm only devoured his arm in the end, instead of turning his entire demon body into ashes.
But this time, the act of pulling off his arm didn't trigger the mechanism of the Life-Sharing Curse. The Great Dark Lord of the Abyss wanted to take a closer look and see why the human in front of him could resist his talent skill. Unfortunately, no matter how he widened his eyes, he couldn't see why. Instead, because he stared for too long, his dry eyes were a little uncomfortable.
Losing consciousness and only acting on instinct, he didn't care if his eyes were red or not. As long as the threat wasn't eliminated, there was no possibility of stopping the battle.
The Great Dark Lord of the Abyss became crazy again. After a few flashes, Lin appeared above the Great Dark Lord of the Abyss who had lost his legs. As he free-fell, he pounced on the back of the Great Dark Lord of the Abyss who couldn't escape fast enough and opened his mouth to bite! He ate the demon's flesh raw while the other party was still conscious and could move.
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