The Demon King Richard stood still in the sky. He stood there motionless, giving off a strange feeling. It was as if he had always been in the sky, giving off a strange feeling. It was as if he was supposed to be in the sky, just like the moon and the sun.
In comparison, Booth, who was constantly flapping his wings to stay in the air, was much more normal. He was constantly fighting against the gravity of the earth. His injured right hand quickly healed. First, white bones grew out of it. Then, thread-like muscles slowly crawled over the bones. Finally, bark-like skin grew out of it.
A monster's body was very convenient. He had to admit that this was one of the benefits.
"Now that it's just the two of us left, I want to talk to you. In view of your outstanding performance these past few years, I can give you a chance."
Richard said.
Booth immediately looked down. He could still see the figures of the soldiers in the forest. Only the two of them left? He had a bad feeling.
Could it be that he wanted to kill everyone here?
No!
Booth suddenly thought of something. He took a deep breath. After Brave White escaped, why didn't he chase after her? Could it be that he!
At this moment, Booth was sweating profusely. His eyes revealed the fear in his heart.
"You let her leave on purpose. Why? You could have killed her. "
"It's nothing. I just think it's more interesting this way."
The Demon King shrugged. Booth knew that he was lying. He was definitely up to something.
He carefully observed and found that the wounds on White's body were also fake. The wings that looked like they were stuck to his back weren't actually wings at all. They were just decorations. This guy! Could it be!
Booth's heart began to beat wildly. He didn't know what the other party wanted to do, but it was enough to make him extremely afraid.
"I want to know why you, a human who turned into a monster, are still standing on the side of the humans. Even if you win, you won't be accepted by the humans in the end. They will see you as a monster, a demon. You should know this."
The Demon King asked.
So he was interested in this question.
Booth raised his sword and got into a fighting stance. "I don't think a cold-blooded and heartless demon like you will ever understand. From the moment my mother gave birth to me, I was destined to be a human. No matter what happens, no matter what I become, I will always be a human. "
Heartless and cold-blooded.
The Demon King sighed softly. You don't understand me at all. If I were cold-blooded enough, why would I remove your control and give you another chance?
"So that's how it is. But don't you care about your father? He's waiting for you to return."
Hearing this, Bu Si's heart shook.
He did not lie. As promised, he saved his father and settled him in a remote town in the Kalis Empire. Booth had seen him a few times. Because his injuries were too severe, his mind was a bit muddled, but he still remembered him.
Booth's face darkened, and he revealed a determined yet sorrowful expression.
"He'll make me do the same. Don't underestimate us humans, demon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately launched an attack. He flapped his wings and flew towards the Demon King.
"That's a pity."
The Demon King said indifferently. He immediately raised his hand, and a black blade appeared in his hand. Booth's sword slashed towards his face, but the opponent's blade was even faster. He could barely see the opponent's movements. In an instant, his entire body was cut in half. His vision was blocked by the splattering blood. That was his blood.
He had no way to fight back.
Actually, Booth understood that if the opponent was serious, he would not be able to do anything. The difference in strength was enough to make one despair. It was like an ant against a giant. No, a moth against a flame. He was just a small moth.
However …
Booth, who had been cut in half at the waist, opened his blood-red eyes. He looked towards the sky and roared. Suddenly, his monster-like body rapidly expanded. He was becoming less and less like a human. Fangs grew out of his mouth, and large amounts of blood mist sprayed out of his wounds. The magic power in the blood mist pressed against each other, forming a terrifying propulsive force. He instantly flew towards the Demon King.
Even so, he was going to risk his life and fight it out with the opponent.
Facing such a desperate attack, the Demon King did not hold back at all. He mercilessly swung his blade at the opponent, cutting him in half. Then, he quickly followed up with a few more slashes. Booth was instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist.
But at that moment, the Demon King's eyes suddenly turned to the arm holding the blade. He saw half a head biting into his arm, and it was quickly recovering.
His vitality was quite tenacious.
The power of the hero allowed Booth's monster-like self-healing ability to reach the peak. Although he was not strong, his vitality was indeed extremely tenacious.
The Demon King raised his left hand and swept his fist across Booth's head. With a crisp bang, Booth was once again turned into a pool of blood. All kinds of severed limbs fell from the sky.
Perhaps he was not completely dead.
However, the Demon King would not let him live any longer.
"I'll free you now. Take it as my pity."
He said indifferently. Then, he held the blade and pointed it at the falling limbs.
"Extinction Magic, Death God's Lament."
In an instant, a giant shadow that looked like the Grim Reaper appeared in the sky. A skeleton-like face appeared behind the Demon King. It opened its mouth, and the Demon King's body turned into the Grim Reaper's pitch-black mouth. Then, black smoke gushed towards the ground.
Boom!
The mist of death rushed into the forest. In an instant, all life that came into contact with it withered. They turned into the purest energy and returned to the Death God's mouth.
Booth and the 200,000 Union soldiers were completely annihilated. No one survived.
At that moment, on the other side of the mountain, White Durriss' figure suddenly appeared in the barren mountains. She floated unsteadily and fell to the ground. Only by supporting herself with her staff did she not fall to the ground.
Her clothes were tattered and her face was covered in blood. She coughed a few times and then spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Damn it, what kind of monster is that?"
White wiped her mouth and panted as she raised her head. She had never suffered such a loss, nor had she ever felt so powerless. She felt that all the magic she had learned in her life was useless in front of him.
She was like a fool who thought that she was full of knowledge. Suddenly, one day, she met a passing sage and realized that everything she had learned was so insignificant.
However, a huge explosion came from the front. Wasn't that the direction of the Karise camp?
Her heart sank. She looked up and saw that the thing she was most worried about had happened. She saw a large number of flames on the horizon, and the sky was covered with a layer of gray clouds.
White's eyes widened.
Could it be … that this was a trap?
At this time, all the troops stationed in the Karise Empire had been annihilated by the elemental monsters that emerged from the ground. There were more than 600,000 casualties, and the city had been turned into ruins.
A strong wind blew past. A military helmet stood on top of a pile of rocks. There was a long broken cloth belt on it, fluttering in the wind. However, the person who wore it was nowhere to be seen.
The corpses of the bull-headed mechanical soldiers were piled into a pile. A white woman sat on top of the corpses and looked down at the battlefield.
She yawned, looked at the corpses on the ground casually, and said, "How boring."
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