"What a lively feeling …"
A voice came from a short distance away.
Ankrah and the black-robed priests were stunned, and could not help but turn around subconsciously to look in the direction where the voice came from.
A figure was already standing there, unbeknownst to him.
It was a two-meter-tall demon dressed in a black robe.
He was handsome to the extreme. He was tall and had a unique and mysterious charm. Just by standing there, he had a strong attraction to the people around him. It was like a poison that couldn't be stopped.
He was standing there, looking at Ankrah with a smile on his face. He seemed calm, but also seemed to be mocking him.
"You …"
Ankrah was taken aback. "You still dare to stand in front of me?"
He said with some ill intentions.
The expedition was over, and the Greater Demons around him basically did not dare to appear in front of him.
There was no other reason other than to be afraid of being killed by him.
Demons were chaotic and warlike creatures, and the same was true even for the top Demon Lords.
Usually, staying by the side of a Demon Lord was an extremely dangerous thing to do.
And now that the Demon Lord was injured, there was even less of a need to mention it.
Once they appeared, there was a high chance that the Demon Lord would find an excuse to kill them right there and then.
This was also a very common thing.
After all, in this region, in theory, all Greater Demons were potential competitors and enemies to the Demon Lord.
Every Greater Demon was a spy on the throne beneath their feet.
Hence, even during normal times, Ankrah would look for all sorts of powerful Greater Demons, and take advantage of the fact that the other party was still weak to get rid of them.
If that was the case during normal times, then it was needless to say now that he was heavily injured.
After being heavily injured, the Demon Lord was much more dangerous than usual. At this moment, anyone who dared to appear in front of him would be killed immediately.
As for directly challenging this Demon Lord, the Greater Demons did not have the guts.
As mentioned before, within this territory, Ankrah would periodically purge some powerful Greater Demons who had ascended for a long time.
Therefore, the Great Demons who had the ability to challenge him had either run to other areas or been found by him and killed by him.
As for the rest of the Great Demons, even if all of them stood together and stood in front of him, he was afraid that they wouldn't even be enough for him to kill with one hand.
Of course, that was in the past.
After this expedition, the strength of the Great Demons in his territory had generally increased. At this moment, many of them had probably become stronger, enough to make Ankera feel threatened.
On the other hand, not only did Ankrah's strength not increase, but he was also severely injured by Adil.
His strength did not rise, but fell instead. It was extremely embarrassing.
But even so, he was still a peak Demon Lord, a dignified Rank 5 Great Demon.
Even if a Rank 5 Great Demon was heavily injured, just by standing there, it would be like a mountain to any existence below Rank 5.
It was impossible to shake it.
Ankrah looked at Adil warily. At this moment, there was a murderous intent in his eyes that gradually became dangerous.
Looking at Adil who suddenly appeared in front of him, his Source Demon instincts made him feel that something was wrong.
What did it mean for a demon to appear in front of him when he was heavily injured?
"It seems that this expedition has given you a lot of confidence, and even made you a little arrogant and delusional …"
Ankrah had a sinister smile on his face as he looked at Adil with a murderous intent in his eyes. "I'll give you a chance …"
"Kneel in front of me now and lick my shoes, and I'll pretend that this never happened …"
He stared at Adil in front of him and said.
As he spoke, the aura on his body slowly spread outwards. That aura was as majestic as that of a god. However, as it spread out in all directions, the surrounding ground began to emit sounds of freezing. It was as if the ground could not withstand this kind of majesty and began to spontaneously crack.
The few remaining black-robed priests immediately knelt on the ground, unable to withstand the majesty of a Demon Lord at all. Their bodies began to crack, and drops of blood flowed continuously from their bodies.
They looked very miserable.
This was the majesty of a Demon Lord. Even if he did not make a move, just the aura from his body was enough to cause such an outcome.
It was frightening.
However, what was surprising was that in the face of the aura from Ankrah's body, Adil just stood there with a smile on his face and looked at Ankrah in front of him.
There was no change in his expression, and he did not seem to feel anything about the aura from Ankrah. It was as if he was feeling very relaxed, like a breeze.
"You …"
Looking at Adil, who was smiling and did not feel any pressure, Ankrah felt a little uneasy, and was about to say something at this moment.
A longsword suddenly broke through the air and slashed down in an instant.
The power of the Demonic Demon rippled and penetrated everything at this moment. In an instant, it carried a huge force and smashed towards Ankrah.
Accompanied by a soft bang, there was a violent tremor in this place.
Space began to shatter, and the Laws in the surroundings began to distort as they were forcefully reversed by the powerful Demonic Demon Power.
The Will of the Abyss began to descend, and as the two powerful Demons began to fight, even the Will of the Abyss in this area was affected and awakened involuntarily.
Ankrah's body retreated continuously under the attack of Adil's sword. Several wounds appeared all over his body, and some pure black Demonic Demon blood flowed out and dripped on the ground.
The nature of this land was instantly reversed, infected by the pure Demonic Demon blood in Ankrah's body, and turned into pure Demonic Demon Power.
"How is this possible!?"
He staggered backward and only managed to stabilize himself after a while. At this moment, he looked at Adil, who had a smile on his face and was holding a black longsword in his hand. His face was filled with disbelief.
Indeed, he could not believe it.
Because at this moment, along with the roar of the Will of the Abyss around them, their auras had already intertwined and collided violently.
This situation represented a scene in the Abyss.
The fight and exchange of authority.
The Will of the Abyss roared and circulated between the two Demons.
At this moment, Ankrah only felt that the Power of the Heavenly Gods in his body was a little unstable. At this moment, there was a faint agitation, and he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if some inexplicable existence was approaching and stripping away the Power of the Heavenly Gods from his body.
And that existence was none other than Adil in front of him.
The other party was currently fighting with him for the Authority of this area, causing Ankrah's Authority to waver and be stripped away.
To a certain extent, this indicated a result.
Adil had already advanced to the Tier 5 Demon Realm, and his strength was on the same level as him.
If not for this, the Will of the Abyss would not have reacted this way, let alone caused such a tremor.
Only a Tier 5 Demon Realm would be able to accept and come into contact with the Power of Authority, strip it from his body, and stand in front of him.
But how was this possible?
He had observed Adil before.
Although the other party's strength was decent, it was only at the level of an ordinary Great Demon, and there was still a long way to go before he reached the Tier 5 level.
Now, after just a trip to the Material World, the other party's aura had become so strong and terrifying?
What exactly did he go through?
How many living beings had he killed? How many experts had he killed in order to obtain such strength?
At this moment, Ankrah could not help but think.
Along with this thought, an uncontrollable murderous intent rose in his heart.
At this moment, the killing intent in his heart was so intense that it almost materialized and burst out.
A Tier 4 Great Demon was definitely different from a Tier 5 Great Demon.
Although a Tier 4 Great Demon was powerful, there was still a long way to go before they could come into contact with Authority.
However, after reaching Tier 5, a Demon would be qualified to accept the Power of Authority, and would pose a direct threat to Ankrah.
This meant that a potential threat had become a ready-made competitor.
The danger had suddenly increased by a lot.
In front of him, Adil was wearing a black robe and holding a black longsword in his right hand. He still had the same gentlemanly smile on his face.
He looked at Ankrah and said calmly, "You've lived long enough …"
"It's time for this place to have a new ruler …"
He looked at Ankrah in front of him and said so right in front of him.
"Do you think you've got me?"
Ankrah laughed instead of getting angry. At this moment, as he looked at Adil, the aura on his body continued to overflow and reach a peak.
His body began to expand, and he quickly grew from a height of a dozen meters to a much larger size.
As if sensing the call of Authority, the surrounding Abyssal Power continuously surged into his body, providing him with a steady stream of new energy.
Soon, under Adil's gaze, his body rapidly became incredibly huge and terrifying. In the blink of an eye, he grew from a height of a dozen meters to a behemoth that was hundreds of meters tall.
He stood there like an ancient demon god that had returned. His blood-red eyes stared at Adil in front of him. At this moment, the aura from his body gushed out, as if it could crush the sky.
PS: Happy New Year, everyone.
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