Demon King Doesn’t Have to be Overthrown

"clang--!"

When the sword light and the claw light collided again, this time, it was no longer just Mars, but also a strong wind like a shock wave, spreading towards the surroundings.

Sean and Moro started a fierce battle without saying a word, turning the sword light and claw light into a continuous attack like a sword light and a shadow, and they began to collide at an astonishing speed.

The sound of clashes was constantly resounding like thunder.

The ground is constantly cracking like a spider web.

The entire royal hall was violently shaken, shaking like a crumbling, so that the resentful spirits that filled the audience were all driven back, and they did not dare to approach the battlefield full of swords, lights, and swords.

This gave Thier, Cappellin and the others a chance to breathe.

"Take advantage of this now! Retreat back!"

Capelin held up the knight's sword, guarding the front of the female knights, shouting like this.

The female knights of the Broken Blade Knights immediately retreated back and forth until they reached the direction of the gate.

"Ho!"

"Ho!"

There, a bunch of mummies noticed the movement here, and they roared while shaking and attacking.

They have been possessed by the dead, turned into dead spirits, and become the puppet army under Moro's necromantic magic, and naturally they will not let the strangers in front of them.

However, facing them, a group of female knights finally showed their bravery and combative side.

"kill!"

Capelin did not hesitate to give the order, causing a group of female knights to yell softly and kill the army of the undead.

Some female knights remained in place, chanting spells, building invisible defensive barriers, and resisting the incoming resentful spirits.

"boom!"

Kapellin rolled up heavy magic power, and a pair of white wings spread out behind him, like angels, holding a knight sword attached with a [Magic Sword], rushing into the group of wraith spirits, reducing pressure for the Knights of Broken Blade.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"...

Not to be outdone, Thiel rushed to kill on the field. The double blades with the "Magic Sword" attached in his hand looked like a storm, and they kept slashing around his body, pulling up a bright red blade of light, letting them come closer. The resentful spirits were beheaded.

Thierry, who has already been promoted to rank seventy, is here, showing a trace of the demeanor that a real strong person should have.

She glanced at the battlefield between Sheen and Moro, watching the battle that was countless times fiercer than here, knowing that if she stepped forward, not only would she not be able to help, she might also drag Sheen's back.

Therefore, Thiel kept her distance calmly, just slaying the wraith spirit, trying to reduce the pressure for Sean by eliminating Moro's dead energy reserve.

It's a pity [Magic Sword] Who can cut off the wraith, but there is no way to purify the dead spirit.

Whether it’s Thiel or the female knights of the Knights of Broken Blade, the wraith spirits they killed seem to have disintegrated, but in fact they just return to a dead form, and after a while, they will immediately change back. The resentful spirit continues to be culled.

In other words, they cannot be eliminated.

In this situation, they will be consumed sooner or later.

On the contrary, it was Kapellin. Wherever her long sword passed, all the wraith spirits would be purified by a faint white light carried on the long sword at the moment of being killed, and completely annihilated into nothingness.

Thiel noticed this scene.

"Is this the power brought by the blessing of the goddess of justice?"

With the blessing of the goddess of justice, when faced with this evil nature, Capelin will have some targeted abilities.

Perhaps, even if Capelin was hit by Moro's [Duke of Terror], she wouldn't be taken away from her life, right?

After all, the blessing of the goddess of justice will expel the influence of negative forces on Capelin, so that Capelin will not be corroded by death.

If it weren't for this, when in the underground cell, Capelin might have been trained by Moro to become a half-human and half-corpse monster with necromantic magic, and it would become painful.

Thanks to the blessing of the goddess of justice, Capelin was safe and sound.

Then...

"What can I do on this occasion?"

Thiel continued to think while beheading the wraith spirit.

She wants to help Sean.

She also wanted to take the opportunity to achieve her goal.

"Is my horn here?"

Thiel thought quickly, and his eyes swept around.

However, it was this subconscious action that allowed Thier, the blesser who was blessed by the goddess of fate, to avoid the following disaster fortunately.

"......!"

Thierry unintentionally swept a figure that was approaching silently and silently among the dead, and his heart was shocked.

In the next second, Thierry retreated without hesitation.

"choke!"

In just this second, the silently approaching figure came to Thier with a cold sword light in his hand and cut across Thier's throat.

Thiel's violent retreat made her avoid the blow in a very thrilling manner.

"what!"

Thiel stepped on the pace of the retreat, burst out like a bullet, rushed to the figure that had failed in one shot, and cut out the sharp blade in his hand.

"Chang!"

In the crisp sound of the blow, Thier's sharp blade was bounced off by the opponent, and even rebounded back. The shock made Thier's mouth numb, and the weapon in his hand almost dropped.

"whispering sound...!"

Thiel was speechless, knowing that the visitor was not easy to provoke.

But at the same time, Thiel also saw the whole picture of the other party clearly.

"It's you...!?"

Seeing the familiar appearance, Thier's expression changed.

"Hehe...hahaha...hahahaha...!"

The visitor let out a loud laugh that was so suppressed that it could no longer be suppressed, as if waiting for this moment for a long time, his voice was full of ecstasy.

In midair, Capelin, who was beheading the wraith spirit, noticed this scene.

"Warren Lefirut...!"

Capelin was surprised to call out the other's name.

The person who came was Walan.

"You really are still alive."

Thiel pulled away and looked at each other with a solemn expression on his face.

In Wallian's eyes, it seemed that there was only Thierry left, as if he was enjoying Thierry's attention, smiling happily.

"Of course I'm still alive." Warren stared at Thiel tightly and grinned: "Although Sean Buztout appeared at Lefirut's house, I thought I was dead, but Fortunately, he did not notice that I exchanged positions with "Tentacles" and escaped from the heavens. "

----"tentacle".

Wallian sometimes uses such words to describe his "clone".

Thiel has been dealing with Wallien almost all the time in the imperial capital. Even in the capital, he has seen Wallien transformed into a knight of the guards, so I already know what the so-called "tentacles" in Wallien's mouth are. Things.

That is Wolian's unique skill.

"Through the contact of your fingers, you can swallow the hair and skin of the object you killed with your own hands, and give that finger the same quality as the opponent. In this way, when the finger is cut off, it will immediately be transformed into possessing the opponent. A split body with exactly the same appearance and magical aura."

Thiel said in a deep voice that Wolian was capable.

"The strength of the split body is only half that of the touched object, and it cannot have an effect on the target higher than itself. The split body can exercise and improve, but the power cannot exceed the body, and the limit is only to the strength of the touched object at the time. There won’t be any improvement after that, right?”

This is Wolian's unique skill——【Ego of Eating Hands and Parting】.

"It seems that you know me." Wallean sneered: "Yes, this is the ability of my unique skill, which allows me to have a total of ten "tentacles" as clones, even if the fingers that were chopped off pass through The healing magic is healed intact, and that finger can no longer become a "tentacle", so there are only ten "tentacles". "

But it is with the existence of these ten "tentacles" that Warren can show off in the Lefirut’s training institution. Not only did he save his life, he also stepped on countless people’s corpses and became the best killer. Direkis was adopted as an adopted son.

Of course, the limitations of these "tentacles" are not only those mentioned by Thierry.

"Once my "tentacles" die, they are really dead. Not only can they no longer recover, but I, as the main body, will be harmed to a certain extent. "

With that said, Wallien pointed to his heart.

"Thanks to this, when you pierced the heart of my "tentacles" in the capital, I felt the same blow on my side, Thierry Elbein. "

Wallian changed his finger to grasping, grabbed his heart hard, and sneered like a paranoid at Thiel.

"From that moment on, I swear, I must use the same method to pierce your heart, take your corpse, and turn you into my last "tentacles" for storage. "

Hearing that, Thiel's complexion remained unchanged, but she looked at Wallien coldly.

The cold expression and murderous eyes made Vollian tremble all over, even his heartbeat speeded up.

He remembered that expression.

That's the expression when the opponent kills "self".

That expression, I don't know how many times it appeared in Walien's dreams, which made him fascinated and crazy about it.

He knew that from that moment on, he started to become something wrong.

He wanted to kill Thierry more than anyone else.

At the same time, he had an emotion for such Thier that he could hardly express himself.

Therefore, Warren made up his mind to kill Thierry, and then turn it into his last "tentacles" for safekeeping.

"In the training facility of Lefirut's house, in order to survive, I lost my reserve of four "tentacles". "

"After that, during the mission as the adopted son of the Lefirut family, I lost three more "tentacles" reserves. "

"The remaining three, one was killed by you, and the other was replaced as a necromancer when Sheen Buztout killed him, and the only one left was the last one."

Wallian looked mad while shouting.

"I will definitely make you my last "tentacle"! Thierry Elbein! "

As he said, Walan raised his weapon.

The gleaming golden sword made Thier and Capelin in mid-air change their colors on the spot.

Especially Capelin.

"Imitate the holy sword...!"

Amazingly, it was the imitation holy sword that he had lost.