Zagunéd stared blankly at Joisse. No matter how he felt, he was still a seasoned and powerful lord. It was childish for him to make such an expression. However, Zagunéd had already lost all self-control. In other words, he no longer cared about his status, identity, past, and future. He only wanted to figure out one thing.
Joisse walked to Zagunéd's side and gently supported Zagunéd with one hand. Only then did Zagunéd come back to his senses. He slowly asked, "Why?" Zagunéd's tone had always been heavy in the past, but now it was extremely gentle.
"No reason …" Joisse's eyes were slightly flustered. This was because this was the first time she had such close contact with the supreme hero in her heart, her benefactor. Moreover, she was even more confused than Zagunéd. Why? Did the question '1 + 1 = 2' still need to be explained?
Zagunéd's eyes gradually regained their vitality and sharpened. He was still staring at Joisse, very dissatisfied with her answer.
Joisse became even more flustered. "Because … you are my lord. Because I live happily by your side." Joisse nodded vigorously. "Just like that …" Joisse then raised her magic staff and pointed at the three towering abyssal demons in front of her. The abyssal demons that made thousands of abyssal warriors speechless were no threat to Joisse. However, Zagunéd, who had become trash in the eyes of the abyssal warriors, made Joisse feel reverence, panic, and apprehension. The emotions of life were sometimes ridiculous and unreasonable. However, it was also very touching.
"Happiness …" Zagunéd smiled. At this moment, it was as if he had been enlightened. He suddenly understood a lot. All the gains and losses of the past, including the present, were all condensed together. It was like a crystal clear, clear crystal that allowed him to see everything clearly!
Once he started on the wrong path, no matter how hard he worked or how much sweat he put in, it would only make him slide further and further down the wrong path! Because of all the injustices and bullying in his youth, he hoped that he could use violence in exchange for respect and reverence, or at least equality. However, the more brutal he was, the more people ostracized him and hated him until there was no turning back! Once upon a time, he had hesitated and hesitated, but he could not give up. Once he turned back, everything he had now would be lost. He would rather spread death and fear everywhere like a real demon than be a dying dog. At least the former would attract everyone's attention.
Even though he had achieved enlightenment now, he would not repent for his past actions. He only felt that fate was too terrifying and cruel. Unknowingly, it had toyed with all the lives in the world. He did not want to fight against fate anymore. He admitted defeat! However, before he refused to play, he had to do something!
"What a touching scene …" The Abyss Demon on Will's left laughed strangely. He then took a step forward and stabbed the giant scythe in his hand at Joisse's abdomen like lightning. He did not want to kill Joisse on the spot. He wanted to pick Joisse up and let Joisse cry and wail on the tip of the blade. This was the price for offending them!
Joisse's courage and strength were absolutely inversely proportional. Although his small hand was tightly holding the magic staff, his eyes did not see the enemy's movements at all.
At this moment, two dark red flames lit up in Zagunéd's eyes and immediately turned into a soaring fighting spirit. The red light from his claws quickly spread throughout his body. In an instant, Zagunéd had turned into a scarlet blood wolf. He had always been fighting for himself in his life, but at this moment, he had completely forgotten himself. This was the first time he was fighting for someone!
Although it was a strange woman, she was worth him giving up everything to protect. Even if his bones were crushed, he was willing to do so! At this moment, his roars, his roars, and his struggles were all for one person. His blood would only flow for one person. And all of this was just to repay that trace of warmth that could not be seen or touched, but could clearly light up one's heart.
Zagunéd stretched out his left claw and fiercely hugged Joisse in his arms. He did not look back and directly slammed backwards. The Abyss Demon's giant scythe pierced his left shoulder and passed through Joisse's cheek. Zagunéd's right claw reached back and struck the Abyss Demon's chest like lightning.
Zagunéd's speed had reached an unparalleled level, even faster than when he fought with Han Jin. This was the result of him letting go of everything. His state of mind had been enlightened, crystal clear, and all of his vitality had been ignited!
The Abyss Demon wanted to immediately use Instant Transmission, but the giant scythe was firmly locked by Zagunéd's body. This stunned him for a moment. Abyss Demons had a long tail behind them when they were infants. When they were young, the tail would automatically fall off. Then, they would return to the Demon Pool and use the magical pool water and their own will. After years of tempering, they would refine their tailbones into giant scythes that could be used to harvest lives. Just like how demons would never give up their loyalty to Death God Hammas, they would also never give up their weapons.
In this split second, Zagunéd's claw had already arrived. The Abyss Demon desperately pulled out his weapon while dodging to the side. Finally, not only did he pull out his scythe, but he also left a bloody hole as thick as a bowl on Zagunéd's shoulder. At the same time, Zagunéd's claw landed on his shoulder.
With a loud bang, the Abyssal Demon let out a mournful wail as his body flew back more than thirty meters. Before he even landed on the ground, Zaganide's body had already turned into a scarlet bolt of lightning, shooting straight towards Alquete.
Zagunéd only wanted to protect the fragile and unfamiliar woman in his arms. He didn't want to take revenge. Behind Alquete, he saw a signal that only he could understand!
Will and the other Abyss Demon were furious. Their bodies flashed, and they sandwiched Zagunéd from the left and right. Two giant scythes slashed towards Zagunéd's body. Although they accurately estimated Zagunéd's movement speed, they were overly concerned about Zagunéd's injuries. They also didn't know what kind of willpower Zagunéd was relying on to fight. They thought that this guy was just struggling on his deathbed. When the two scythes were raised, Zagunéd was right below them. However, when the scythes fell, Zagunéd's body suddenly sped up and escaped from their attack range.
Alquete opened his mouth and suddenly roared. An undetectable shockwave hit Zagunéd.
Zagunéd's speed was actually getting faster and faster. He didn't retreat at all and opened his cruel wolf's mouth, letting out an earth-shattering roar.
Zagunéd, who had burned everything, wasn't affected by the spiritual shock at all. His bloody mouth and his erect, needle-like scarlet fur all expressed his madness and his determination to protect.
If Alquete's spiritual shock was a type of hypnotism, then Zagunéd was a mad wolf. Could hypnotism have any effect on a mad life form? Impossible!
Alquete was stunned. Seeing Zagunéd's extreme ferocity and sharpness, as if he could swallow mountains and rivers and destroy everything in his path, he immediately revealed the 'strong' character that Han Jin had seen through long ago. His figure flashed and moved to the side. His spiritual shock had no effect, and an abyssal demon had been severely injured by Zagunéd in an instant. He was really scared.
Zagunéd ignored Alquete and continued to fly forward. Seeing Zagunéd break out of the encirclement as if there was no one around, Alquete felt a little embarrassed. He roared again and punched out. The fist energy completely condensed from pure spiritual energy formed a turbulent undercurrent and hit Zagunéd's back.
As a distant ancestor of the vampires, a powerhouse at the peak of the twelfth level, he only dared to attack the enemy's back. This was a little laughable and pathetic. However, no one dared to laugh at Alquete.
Zagunéd groaned. He didn't counterattack, but borrowed the strength of the fist energy and continued to fly forward. However, Zagunéd, who was in his arms, gradually lost her strength. Her magic staff also fell to the ground powerlessly. Unfortunately, Zagunéd didn't notice anything.
Purity itself was often weak and powerless. Just like Joyce now, Alquete's fist energy had only injured Zagunéd, but it had caused irreparable damage to Joyce.
Wip didn't give up the chase. The other abyssal demon's figure flashed and appeared beside Zagunéd again. The scythe in his hand quickly slashed towards Zagunéd's neck. Wip appeared a few meters in front of Zagunéd and swept his giant scythe out.
At this moment, a black arrow quietly attacked and hit Zagunéd's chest. Immediately, it turned into a black fog and enveloped the surrounding ten meters, including Zagunéd's body.
Wip was shocked and quickly withdrew his scythe. His brothers did the same. Alquete wasn't the only one who was scared to death by Han Jin. Wip and his surviving brothers were the same. They didn't want to fight with an opponent when they lost their ability to teleport, no matter who the opponent was.
An elf in black clothes poked her head out from behind a rock. Behind her, dozens of elven archers walked out of the darkness one after another, and a row of arrows shot out in an orderly manner.
Zagunéd let out a roar and shot out from the black fog. With a sweep of his right claw, the arrows suddenly turned into rows of sinister dark plants. They twisted and roared, forming a black barrier. In the next moment, Zagunéd's figure disappeared behind the barrier.
Zagunéd tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and shot straight into a tunnel, leaving behind an angry roar, "Hurry up and leave!!"
At the last moment, Zagunéd was no longer an ambitious person. In the past, he could sacrifice anyone for his own life, but now, he hoped that the elves who remained loyal could escape. He even wanted to stay behind and block the enemy. However, nothing was more important than the person in his arms. Even himself, because he was hugging a goddess that belonged only to him!
Wip and his brothers had no choice but to stop outside the barrier. The weak side of the abyss demon was undoubtedly exposed. If there was a black dragon here, perhaps a dragon's breath could destroy the barrier. However, the attack power of the abyss demons was particularly weak. Of course, if the black dragon wanted to fight with them, it could only flee in the end, and it might not even be able to escape.
"Bastard!!" Alquete shot forward. He was so angry that his hair stood on end. If he let Zagunéd escape like this, not only would he leave behind a big problem, but it would also be a serious blow to his dignity. Moreover, it would be difficult for him to control the abyss warriors. If he knew that Zagunéd would come back sooner or later, who would be willing to be loyal to him, Alquete?
Alquete slowly closed his right fist. A stagnant and heavy aura spread out from Alquete's body. A faint silver light lit up on the tip of Alquete's fist. Then, Alquete finally swung his fist. The majestic force of the fist was like an unstoppable tide that rushed forward.
With a loud bang, a large hole of more than twenty meters in diameter was blasted out of the black barrier by this punch. In the next moment, Alquete had already passed through the barrier. Hazel was commanding the elves to retreat when he sensed the movement behind him. He couldn't help but turn around and see Alquete, who was not angry at all. Alquete's "dignity" was debatable. Han Jin looked down on Alquete, and Zagunéd just now also ignored Alquete's existence. However, to Hazel and the other elves, Alquete was a strong person that they could only look up to. The majestic spiritual power that he emitted had already formed an irresistible pressure.
Alquete opened his mouth and suddenly roared. A sound wave that was undetectable to the naked eye spread out like a ripple. Against such relatively fragile life forms, Alquete's spiritual attack could have an immediate effect. Dozens of elves screamed in pain. Even Hazel covered his head, staggered a few steps, and knelt on the ground.
Will and his brother also passed through the barrier through the big hole. Will coldly glanced at the elves and casually waved his scythe, cutting an elf that staggered towards him into two halves. His brother rushed to the front of a tunnel and carefully observed the bloodstains on the ground. Then, he used teleportation and disappeared into the depths of the tunnel.
Will was just about to chase after his brother when Alquete suddenly shouted, "Will, wait a minute!"
"What's wrong? Lord Alquete? "Will raised his head.
"You … You …" Alquete's expression was strange and complicated.
"What's wrong?" Will frowned. Now was not the time to hesitate!
"Have you forgotten … Raphael?" Alquete finally said a complete sentence.
The words' Raphael 'were like a spell with terrifying power. It made Will feel as if he was struck by lightning, and his whole body stiffened.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?!" Will suddenly roared and stared at Alquete. Then, he rushed to the entrance of the tunnel and roared crazily, "Barr, come back! Come back quickly! Be careful of Raphael!! Come back quickly … "
Will's roar spread far and wide in the tunnel. However, there was no response. The abyssal demon moved too fast. In the time Alquete hesitated, Barr had already stepped onto a path of no return.
Alquete's old face was red. He wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't say anything. After all, he was a distant ancestor of the blood race with status and position. He was unquestionably a powerhouse at the peak of the twelfth level. How could he openly show fear to an enemy? That was why he hesitated between protecting his pride and reminding his allies. In the end, although he made the right choice, it was too late.
The pitch-black entrance of the tunnel lay there quietly, like a monster that chose people to devour. Will's head was already covered in cold sweat. He held the giant scythe tightly with both hands. He didn't dare to go in. The previous experience in the tunnel was like a nightmare pressing down on the depths of his soul. He really didn't dare to go in. Moreover, the blood race that Alquete sent out found the corpses of his brothers. That Lord Raphael actually cut open the heads of his brothers and took away their magic crystals! Looking at the tragic corpses, Will was inconsolable and terrified. It wasn't just the fear of power, but also the sadness and helplessness of being at the bottom of the food chain. The powerful demon race was just a prey to that terrifying Lord Raphael!
"Will, we …" Alquete coughed dryly.
Will didn't seem to hear Alquete's words. He was still staring blankly at the pitch-black entrance of the tunnel.
"Oh right … Will, your brother Zac is injured. Be careful … of that Raphael!" Alquete suddenly shouted.
"Yes, Zac!" Will woke up from his dream. His expression was like a drowning person who finally found a straw. "Hurry …"
Zagunéd was still flying forward. It was said that he had become a man of affection and righteousness, but he was still so cruel, even to himself. Just a moment ago, he felt that his intestines were in the way, so he waved his sharp claws and forcibly cut off his intestines. It was said that he was still heartless, but everything he did was to protect a stranger. He had gathered all his vitality and all his willpower to do one thing, and that was to run!
A narrow stone bridge appeared in front of him. Under the bridge, there was a thick red light rising. Obviously, there was a lava river below. Zagunéd knew that he couldn't hold on any longer. He leaned heavily on the stone wall and gasped for breath. He lowered his head and said, "You …"
When he saw the beautiful face that had already withered, Zagunéd instantly turned into a statue. He was running away with all his strength and didn't have time to divert his attention. In fact, Alquete's punch had completely cut off his vitality. It even broke and shattered many of his bones. His body was like noodles, terrifyingly soft and pitifully soft.
After a moment, an inhuman howl suddenly came from the narrow stone bridge. "No … No …"
The voice was hoarse, crazy, and filled with suffocating despair. It spread to the front and back of the stone bridge and spread far and wide.
On the bridge, Zagunéd sat on the ground bit by bit. The cruel wolf's kiss slowly rubbed against Joyce's gradually cooling chest. His mouth was still letting out a voice that sounded like he was begging and complaining. "No … No …"
He had just realized that his endless struggle was nothing more than a dream. Then, he ignited all of his vitality and fought a final battle for his goddess. Who would have thought that this final battle would also turn into a laughable bubble? Perhaps he really did have the right to curse fate, because fate was too unfair to him! If you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters, support the author, support the original reading!
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