He casually uttered the most vicious curse, took a deep breath, gathered the magic sword without firing it, and his attention was not distracted at all. The opponent in front of him could not tolerate any distraction.
"Haha, brother. Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day? One year? Ten years? Hundred years? Rules of the plane? No reason to fight? Today, those messy reasons can finally stop us. Today, there is no more
What can stop me, let us fight to the death."
Cavins was laughing maniacally, his limbs were becoming thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye, magic thorns popped up on his back, and various magic patterns were lighting up on his arms and thighs.
The muscles were trembling and swelling, and the seductive beauty instantly lost her original form.
Yimi Misiya's physical body may be very tempting, but it is definitely not suitable for frontal combat. Demons and demons are all good at transforming their bodies. I don't know whether the change in front of me is Yimi Misiya's fighting form or a stuck one.
Vince took the initiative, but at least from the outside, the body four meters away was very scary.
Single wings, long tail, sharp claws, thick scales, standard demon form.
"Hey, hey, don't you know that transformed villain bosses usually die quickly? Also, you only call me brother when you want to kill me?"
I was talking nonsense, but I was careful to be on guard for the other person's changes.
In a battle, the bigger the body, the greater the strength, which obviously takes advantage. Small size and strong strength look handsome, but it is often just an illusion caused by the huge gap between the two sides. Expanded muscles and a strong body can have stronger explosive power.
, speed advantage and strength advantage are often twins, but...
"Too weak!"
The brilliant holy swords gathered in his hand, and what was struck suddenly was not only the sword light that swept across everything, but also a beam of light as fierce as a dragon's breath.
Yes, it's too weak. I've already had the experience of fighting against Sophocle. I can easily crush a demon lord of this level to death.
"Boom!"
The sword light was blocked by the increasingly dark magic sword, and Cavins smiled, but the next moment, the smile disappeared.
In front of the sudden flash of the holy sword, the dark magic sword turned into ashes. Yimimisiya's existence was disappearing. After her magic sword also declined at a high speed, she lost the confidence to fight with the Holy Sword of Dawn.
No matter how strong a warrior is, the moment he loses his weapon, there will always be a moment of confusion and weakness. How could I miss such a good opportunity?
"Cavans! Give me a good sleep!"
The holy sword on the left arm flashes, but the real killing move is in the right hand. Between the palms, four balls of light intertwine with each other. The silver one is the law, the golden holy light, the black death, and the white ice.
The index finger was wrapped with golden light, the middle finger was black light, the ring finger was white light, the little finger was silver light, the fingers were flying, and four-color magic patterns were drawn in the air. In just a short moment, all thirty-seven kinds of magic patterns were drawn, and then they turned into palms.
The knife suddenly cut into Cavins' abdomen.
"Four Elements Seal!"
Holding back a special move to show off at the end of the game? How stupid would you be to do that? You have to use the ultimate move that divides the winner and loser from the beginning!
"It's done!"
I can feel that my arm has touched the soul, the prepared spell model has been inspired, and the four-element seal has been successful!
In the belly of Cavins, the demon fetus is his true body. The power of the wrapped elements has been intertwined with each other, and the ultimate sealing technique is binding the struggling soul.
But the next moment, the smile on the corner of Cavins' lips made my vest shiver when I noticed it from the corner of my eye.
That dangerous instinct made me pull out the knife without hesitation and retreat sharply.
"Boom!"
Sure enough, the next moment, the dark sickle fell, and the entire area was cut by the killing force of space. The aroused wind blade cut my cheek, but if I hadn't stepped back in time, I might have turned into pieces of flesh.
"How can you still attack when your soul is sealed..."
There is no need to think too much at all, the increasingly "Cavans" evolved body has already explained everything.
"Oh, poor Yimimisiya is really unlucky. I will take care of her after the seal is released."
Sure enough, what I just sealed was Imimisia's soul, and she would be in that position. It was undoubtedly Cavans who changed the structure of his body, exchanged places with her, and used her as a human shield.
He held it in his palm and saw that it was the black sculpture of the Devil King. He shook his hand and put it into the space bag. There was one less casting material and a lot of magic power was consumed.
Looking at Cavins with a calm face, I felt inexplicably unhappy.
"Cavans! Using your own woman as a shield will lead you to that level!"
No matter how much I tortured her before, she insisted not to reveal the whereabouts of Cavins. Although her stance was different, this feeling still moved me a little.
"Fallen? My own woman? If I told you that we are just a superior-subordinate relationship, I have never touched her, and even the demon fetus was forcibly transplanted using a special method, would you believe it? What if I said that I had just transformed my soul?
The coordinates were her suggestion, do you believe it?"
Do I believe that you, a guy who started harming other people’s ladies at the age of twelve, should become a vegetarian? The King of Charm who conquers the world with his charisma? I believe you are a big-headed ghost!
"Pfft, your soul is almost burning. Is this the flame of the fff group you are talking about?"
Cavins, who was laughing, did not explain anymore. It was obviously absurd, but I instinctively knew that it was true, but I couldn't understand it more and more.
Sophocles and Imimisia are obviously evil and chaotic abyss lords, and the reincarnation of the previous elf emperor is so wise and noble. How powerful is Cavans, a little bastard, that he can actually make them sacrifice for himself.
"Because I can bring them hope."
Cavins seemed to have read through my thoughts and said these words triumphantly.
I took a deep breath. The strong emptiness caused by the forbidden spell just now was gradually being filled by the recovered magic power. The next elemental seal will take about three to five minutes. Cavins is trying to gain more time to master this.
Physically, since both parties need time, let's delay it.
"Hope? Destruction, right? Do you know what will happen to the outside world? Do you know what opening the door means? Your wooden head has never even thought about it!"
"Yes, I just want to leave this boring world and have a good time. As for what will happen to this world, it's none of my business. I don't think it has any meaning."
I originally thought Cavins would give a few words of defense, but I didn't expect him to directly nod his head and admit it. This kind of excessive calmness only made people even more angry.
This kind of person, this kind of person, there are still people following him, there are still people who would give trust and everything, how stupid, how selfish...
"I didn't think about it that much, but they did think about it. Well, they thought about it repeatedly."
It seemed that Cavins had been holding it in for a long time, but Cavins' next words contained a rare sincerity.
"They probably feel that instead of continuing the civil war in the eternal holy war, it is better to open the wall of the plane and welcome the evolution or destruction of the entire plane."
"That's not necessary!"
I'm getting more and more angry. What does this mean? Dawn is right in front of me, and the two goddesses cannot wake up. With the advancement of magic technology and the reduction of wars, the days in the future will be better and better. But you bastards are going to do it.
How selfish and willful it is to bet the fate of the entire plane at this time, it is simply incomprehensible...
"It's necessary."
Cavins' words were very calm, eerily calm, just like stating the common sense that "rain will fall" and "fish will swim".
"In your blueprint for a better future, are there places for demons and demons? Are there places for the evil gods of chaos? Are there places for the lords of the abyss?"
Where are the inhabitants of the abyss? Of course I...
I was silent. How could I consider the location of the devil? This was impossible from the beginning. Those evil and chaotic guys who like to fight have been fighting in the abyss for thousands of years.
Let the demons do construction? Let's live in peace with other races. Don't be kidding. This is essentially impossible. I don't know what happened to the ancient demons, but the current residents of the lower plane are born to be killers and devourers. Only
They evolve through fighting and devouring. Fighting and fighting are their lifeline.
Their souls are their food, so why should ferocious beasts be vegetarians?
"Besides, can you guarantee that when the Holy War ends and the rulers of the main plane become powerful enough, they will not try to conquer all planes or eradicate the evil chaos in the lower planes?"
I...can't, lies are meaningless. If the main plane becomes really powerful, it is inevitable to completely clean up the abyss.
The advancement of magic technology will inevitably further narrow the talent gap between races. The biggest beneficiaries are obviously humans with cultural systems and social structures. The biggest victims are probably the demons who rely on their talents to make a living.
Perhaps, for the demon race whose roots are evolution, embracing the unknown beyond the crystal wall is a better choice?
The tall Prince of the Abyss was about to complete the final transformation. He slumped his shoulders and looked indifferent.
"See, you forgot about us from the beginning."
"They chose me. Probably, evil people also need their own saviors."
"It's enough for me to have fun, but, brother...
Glancing at the remains of the demons, Cavins showed a proud smile. What kind of weird pride was that?
"...I have no reason to lose."
I fell silent, and the four-color fluctuations were rekindled in my palm. The next moment, everything was rekindled, and our fight continued again.
"Yes, yes, Roland, this is what I want! In three hundred years, we have understood that in this world, what can powerless words change? The strong one after the fight is the correct existence!"
