Warriors often yearned for direct combat, exchanging blows and punching flesh. This kind of battle made one's blood boil. Victory and defeat didn't only depend on strength, but also on technique and willpower.
Since a long time ago, we knew that strength determined the lower limit of destructive power, while willpower determined the upper limit of destructive power. A brave warrior would always have a high chance of winning in a 1v1 duel. However, this type of duel wouldn't appear on a real battlefield. Most of the time, a battle would be a battle of strength and speed. There wouldn't be much time for you to unleash your full potential, nor would there be much time for you to come up with battle strategies.
When facing a strong enemy, we were more used to finding teammates and attacking together! Using control methods, we peeked at the location of victory little by little.
"Help me restrain him! Freja! "
The ashen-faced Hell Lord swayed his body with difficulty in the air, trying to dodge Saber's lightning-fast slashes. Although 16 times Strength under normal circumstances wasn't as destructive as 256 times, it was obviously impossible to fight head-on. The beautiful demonic horns on his head had already been cut off at the start of the battle, and his hard scales and miraculous defensive magic were completely useless!
Often, with just a flash of the blade, his magic shield would be broken through like paper. The slightest bit of carelessness would lead to a fatal massacre.
To be honest, if Satan hadn't made preparations in advance and used some secret technique to continuously regenerate his body, he would have been dismembered by Saber's blade storm!
In terms of pure strength, he was at an absolute disadvantage. His willpower was also far weaker than his opponent's. Most importantly, after Seiber's men entangled his helper, the encirclement that he imagined did not happen. On the contrary, he realized that he was still fighting a one-on-one battle with this lunatic.
If not for the fact that he had an ally by his side, the cunning Satan, he might have already fled.
"Help me buy time! Satan! "
Heaven Queen Freja, whose hair was draped behind her head, was in an extremely difficult situation. Facing a berserker who had stepped into the same level as her, even a noble and mysterious mage wouldn't have an overwhelming advantage like a low-level mage. In fact, her magic couldn't even penetrate Saber's fire shield.
So she used another method. At this time, the Heaven Queen's figure was floating in the air as if she had escaped into another dimension. Meanwhile, her main body was rapidly weaving some kind of powerful imprisonment magic. This was using the super powerful magic of the magic net that covered the sky above Asgard. As the magic core gradually took shape, even the surrounding space was affected, becoming distorted and no longer continuous.
The Devil Lord did not need to turn around to feel the powerful magical power surging behind him. He was also a master of dark magic, so he could tell that this spell would definitely be able to imprison the Tyrant who had entered a super godly state. This was also the only reason why the Devil Lord was able to persist in this life-or-death battle.
They could still win!
"Look directly at my fury!"
* Swoosh! *
As Seiber roared, the scythe that was spinning at high speed in the air turned into a black blade wheel that flew from Seiber's hand towards the retreating Devil Lord. Wherever it went, the space around it was easily destroyed, and a pure black spatial current was torn apart. Sharp spatial fragments filled the void and crushed everything around it into dust. Although the attack was swift and fierce, it caused too much of a commotion, so Satan managed to dodge it in advance.
The Devil Lord's silhouette condensed into a black torrent in the air and disappeared like a speck of light. In this vast battlefield, his silhouette appeared extremely far away. However, the moment he jumped out of the dimension, he raised his head and could no longer see Seiber's silhouette.
"Oh no!"
A thought appeared in his mind, and at the same time, he sensed extreme danger surging wildly in his heart. The Devil Lord subconsciously retracted his head, and a purple fiery fist that had soundlessly torn through space brushed past his scalp. Although he managed to dodge the first punch, there was no way he could dodge the second punch.
The Devil Lord turned around and crossed his arms in an attempt to block this attack. However, in the face of absolute power, any form of defense became meaningless.
"Your heart will make an excellent collection!"
* Boom! *
"Ahhh!"
A sinister sound mixed with the sound of bones breaking could be heard. The golden gauntlets wrapped in purple flames clenched into sharp claws that forcibly broke the Devil Lord's arms and pierced through his chest. Scorching and smelly black blood splattered everywhere, and Satan let out the most painful scream. His figure jumped around like a flickering light as he tried to escape from this terrifying situation of being imprisoned. However, the next moment, the sharp claws pierced inwards, and the ice-cold heart of darkness fell completely into Saber's hands.
Saber swung his right hand outwards, and the Devil Lord's broken body was thrown into the air. Meanwhile, in Saber's palm, there was a dark liquid that was still beating. The heart was so ferocious that it didn't look like a traditional heart at all. Instead, it looked more like an irregular black gemstone. The power of darkness lingered around the heart, and every time it beat, pure darkness would spread out even more.
"Look, this is just the interest!"
Purple lines wrapped around the heart, wrapping it up bit by bit. Saber then threw the heart into his personal space. He crooked his finger, and the war scythe that was flying in the distance seemed to have been summoned. It whistled and changed direction. Like a wheel of blades, it madly moved towards where Saber was.
* Whoosh! *
The sharp blade of darkness flashed, and the Devil Lord's body, which couldn't dodge in time, was once again cut in half. Then, the Devil Lord dissipated in the air like black sand.
* Boom! *
The Overlord held the war scythe in his left hand. He raised his head and saw the Devil Lord reborn in the midst of the intertwining purple and blue flames surging all over his body. However, this time, there was still a bloody wound on his chest. The consequences of the Devil Lord's heart being taken away were devastating. Although the Devil Lord didn't need the beating of a heart to maintain his existence, without his heart, his already weak strength would undoubtedly drop another level.
At this moment, Satan's pure black eyes shone with no desire to win. Although his body was still huge and ferocious, this time, facing Saber, he only had the thought of dragging out an ignoble existence. He waved his claws and tore open a portal of darkness. He wanted to escape. He didn't want to die here. No one wanted to die here!
"Don't go!"
Frigga's voice rang out again. This time, it was filled with anxiety. "Ten seconds! Buy me ten more seconds! I will banish him to the center of the universe! "
"Satan! We can win! "
This shout made the Devil Lord pause in his escape for a moment. His gaze quickly swept across the battlefield. Not far away, Doctor Strange, who was controlling time, and the projection of Mountain Paradise had entered a state of entanglement. Big Beard from the Inferno was also fighting with the three ambushers. The only threat was the Overlord. As long as he could be temporarily banished from the battlefield, with his and Frigga's abilities, they would definitely be able to break the balance of the other battlefields.
"We can win!"
A hint of hesitation flashed in Satan's cunning eyes. But in the end, he still didn't enter the portal. Instead, he waved the power of darkness in his hands and summoned thousands of darkness. He pushed it out in the form of a storm in an attempt to entangle Saber.
Ten seconds!
The Devil Lord wasn't a heroic sacrifice. His cunning way of thinking made it so that he wasn't willing to let his precious existence vanish here. But the problem was that he knew better than anyone else that if the Gods abandoned all their conflicts and united here, they still wouldn't be able to end the fear brought about by the Tyrant Lord, then the only path left for him was to escape to the stars.
He didn't want to die, but he also didn't want to be chased out of his own country like a dog running away from a wild place … In the beginning, they were only one step away from victory!
"It's all because of you!"
Satan roared, venting all his anger and unwillingness. He glared fiercely at the Overlord Saber who was tearing through the darkness and rushing towards him. The surge of emotions was so intense that for a second, he even forgot about the situation he was in.
Anger and hatred could make people lose their minds. In fact, it was the same for demons. Using emotions as a tool would get twice the result with half the effort. But if one was too deeply affected by emotions, the result would not be too good.
"It's all because of you, a freak who shouldn't have appeared!"
Seiber broke through the darkness like a beam of purple light. The space filled with corrosion and traps behind him shattered into pieces. The Tyrant had already charged towards Satan with his scythe in hand. The Devil Lord's enormous figure suddenly disappeared from where he stood, revealing the Queen of Heaven, Frigga, who had already prepared an exile spell. Seiber's elated roar echoed in the sky.
"Now, go back to where you belong! When you come back, you will find that … everything is over … Hahahaha! "
"Victory! It belongs to us! "
Saber's figure stopped abruptly. He saw Queen of Heaven Freja who was in the Spell Dimension opposite him. He saw her eyes filled with anger and hatred. He saw the magic halo that lingered in her hands that made one's scalp tingle. He saw the Queen of Heaven Freja's hands trembling madly due to her emotions and pressure. But in the next moment, Saber's lips curled into a sneer.
"Go! Do what you have to do … "
He said softly.
"Ahhh!"
The Queen of Heaven Freja's face contorted in pain, as if she was under great pressure. The next moment, when the Devil Lord's figure reappeared, he was horrified to find that the seven-colored magic halo that gushed out from Freja's hands easily engulfed Saber and brought him into the dazzling light of the sky.
"No! No! "
The Devil Lord, who was proficient in scheming and all kinds of schemes, instantly smelled a strong conspiracy. He subconsciously turned around and tried to escape from the imprisonment spell. But the Queen of Heaven Freja had spent a full five minutes preparing this spell. How could it be so easy to escape?
Bang!
His claws hit the boundary of the seven-colored halo, and the sound of metal clashing rang out. Obviously, he was trapped here!
What was worse was that behind him, the Tyrant, who seemed to have predicted all of this, had already raised his aura to the extreme!
His bald head was shining with destructive purple flames. His body was wrapped in flames as he floated in the air. His right hand was holding a war scythe, and as the purple flames flickered, hundreds of darkness suspended in the sealed sky tore through the air and surrounded the Devil Lord. Each of the darkness was wrapped in a blue flame dragon spear. With unparalleled strength, Saber seemed to have pulled this space into another dimension.
He looked at Satan who was surrounded by a halo of darkness. His eyes lit up with purple flames as he looked at the Devil Lord with the attitude of a victor. Behind him, the Queen of Heaven clenched her fists. But in the end, she closed her eyes.
"All of you will die, and I will win …"
He said softly as he waved the war scythe in his hand. The purple flames on the scythe danced like his thoughts. "Do you have any last words?"
"It shouldn't be like this!"
Satan clenched his claws and looked at the Tyrant above him. He shouted loudly, "It shouldn't be like this! When was it? When did all of you join forces!!! Tell me! Tell me!! "
"A long time ago … before all of you joined forces."
The expression on Saber's face returned to indifference. "Just like what you did to Ancient One, I just used the same method to create a murder. That's all!"
Buzz!
Under the Tyrant's will, hundreds of flame dragon spears pierced toward the dazed Satan in the center in a group piercing manner. At the same time, the purple flames on the blade of the war scythe became more intense, more noisy, and more wild.
It was like the dawn that tore through the darkness. It was arrogant to the extreme, but it also made one's heart surge.
"Let everything return to peace!"
"All things … Obliterate!"
Bang!
Purple lightning streaked across the sky like a dragon. The seal laid down by the Queen of Heaven was completely torn apart at this moment. The wreckage of the Devil Lord formed a star in the sky of Asgard in a burning manner, representing the first sacrifice of this final battle.
Amidst the horror of all things, he raised his head and looked at the gods who already had the intention to retreat, as well as the space that was beginning to imprison inwards in the Divine Realm. In the colorful halo shining in the sky, he grinned with satisfaction.
"Don't worry! The show has just begun … "
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