In the empty, long hall, the kneeling figure of the First Demon General was lonely. The Dark Lord, sitting on the throne opposite her far away, reflected Emine's figure in a pair of lifeless pupils, and even that
Not even a single cent of my loneliness has been lost.
"According to what you said, after the consciousness was blocked by the chaotic magical atmosphere, Cohen killed the people who stayed at the headquarters of the Black Skull and Bones Society?" After a long time, the Dark Lord's deep voice echoed in the huge hall, causing long bursts of silence.
Resonance: "He killed all the people left behind?"
"Yes, Korn Keda killed all the left-behind humans who attacked him. Including warriors and magicians, there were a huge number of them, until the will of the remaining left-behinds collapsed and they fled," said Emine.
Shi reported: "During the entire process, he did not take the initiative to attack those who stayed behind, nor did he pursue those who escaped, but he showed no mercy at all during the confrontation."
"It's not seeking revenge, it's not like revenge, it's not like a visit... Cohen would do such a thing, it really goes against his habits." The Dark Lord tapped his fingers lightly on his forehead: "He didn't do anything to himself.
Have you explained your behavior?”
"In response to this situation, Cohen only said two sentences." Hermine replied: "In the first sentence, he said that this was a tragedy. Then he said that since it has become a tragedy, it must end as soon as possible."
"Since it has become a tragedy, should it end early?" The Dark Lord shook his head lightly and commented calmly: "These two sentences are a bit too much - so what do you think?
His true inner portrayal?"
"Reporting to His Majesty the Demon King, I cannot make such a judgment because I cannot see his heart at all, which makes me feel ashamed. Cohen is even more elusive than when he was in Foxborough. He will sometimes reflect the surrounding environment, and sometimes
He will be attracted by a sudden variable." Amy replied: "But he has a very clear goal during this trip, which is to check the records in the Black Skull Society. Not only those about him and Sibia, but even those about him and Sibia.
He has also carefully looked at some of the abandoned plans that have existed for thousands of years."
"What prompted him to do this? Just curiosity about the Black Skull and Bones?"
"Cohen's explanation for this is that since the birth of the Black Skull and Bones, they have misplaced themselves, thinking that they have mastered the truth, and then regard themselves as the savior of mankind and the world, and are even so arrogant as to arrange the fate of others.
, this is the source of a series of tragedies for the Black Skull and Bones Society. This is obviously a dead end, and there are lessons to be learned from the past. He will never take such a step himself."
"This kind of blunt explanation is not so interesting. What about you? What do you think about this?" The Dark Lord smiled faintly and focused his eyes on Emine: "As the number one Demon General, don't waste my love for you.
Among all the members of the Demon Clan, you are the only one who has the same emotions as humans. Now let me hear what you feel about Cohen."
"Reporting to His Majesty the Demon King, my first feeling is surprise, not only at Cohen's character, but also at the new abilities he has displayed. He can already cast magic silently and kill enemies on a large scale, which is much better than ordinary dark demons.
The clan is even stronger."
"Dark Demon Palace, and even many members of the Dark Demon Clan always believe that once humans have abilities that surpass those of ordinary demons, then they will inevitably perish. I will never allow such humans to survive. Regarding this argument
, Emine, you should know, in fact, my true intention has been concealed." The Dark Lord stood up from the throne: "Those humans who seek physical strength at the expense of others will only cause obstacles; and for humans like Cohen
, but I still think his progress is slow..."
"What His Majesty the Demon King means is..."
"Don't pay attention to such minutiae like other demon clan members. It will only restrict your vision. You should see further, because you can see further." Looking at the Demon General's doubts, the Dark Lord sighed.
He sighed: "Emnie, how many years have you held the position of No. 1 Demon General?"
"Reporting to His Majesty the Demon King, I have been serving as the number one Demon General for nearly a thousand years."
"Has it been so long? You have always behaved appropriately, respectfully and modestly, which is really rare." The Dark Lord nodded: "The second demon general was selected and enlightened by you from among humans, and the third demon general is also you.
Awakened in person... When completing these responsibilities, you are not at all curious about your past and experiences? You don't want to know your past? "
"Report to Your Majesty." Emine replied meekly: "I'm not not curious, but all your Majesty's arrangements have profound meanings that I can't guess. When the time comes for me to know, Your Majesty will naturally tell me."
"I have summoned you more often than I have summoned the eldest princess. Are you not aware of this sign at all?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, I think comparisons like this are no longer something a demon general should do."
"Well, I heard that you are still a little dissatisfied in your heart." The Dark Lord did not get angry, but smiled more contentedly: "Well, now it's time to let you know everything."
The Demon King turned around, and the solemn and tall throne slid open silently. A passage was opened in the wall behind, and on the platform at the end, there was a small magic circle.
"Don't be too restrained." The Demon King waved to Emine: "Come with me, we are going on a date."
Hearing what the devil said, Emine stood up cautiously and followed the devil into the magic circle.
She has never seen this kind of magic circle, or even heard of it. The abundant magic power flows along the simple and unsophisticated lines. The entire magic circle is composed of only two colors: black and white. In other words, in this magic circle,
There are no common attribute magics.
"Did you see it? Yes, there are no other attributes in this magic circle. The black is the original power of the demons, and the white is the original power of the gods." The demon king smiled and explained: "After they merge with each other, they become
The basic power that rules the world is like day and night covering the world together, and all magical powers in the world are based on this."
"Could this be the reason why the gods and demons are immune to many human magics?"
"Not exactly. In the general sense, members of gods and demons do not all have this kind of native power. They just bear the mark of native power. They must be blessed before they can truly have the characteristic of being immune to general magic, such as
Several princesses have more wings than ordinary demons. This is not only a reflection of their strength, but also a characteristic of being blessed."
"In other words, the strength of the princesses were all given by His Majesty the Demon King?"
"Of course." The Dark Lord nodded slightly. Following his whisper, the lines under the two people's feet began to flicker. The slowly flowing magic speed accelerated, and the simple lines gradually floated. Black and white filled the air. This magic circle had been
Activated!
Wrapped in the strong magic power, Emine had long closed her eyes, but she could still clearly "see" these happening and changing scenes through her spiritual consciousness - various large and small objects appeared in the space she was in.
The folds of one are surging like undercurrents, compressing time and distorting light, until all real existence in front of them is squeezed into a thin layer, slowly "stretching" around the bodies of the Demon King and Emine like a gauze curtain.
forward.
"Let's go!" The devil's voice sounded. Although it was gentle, it carried an irresistible majesty.
Emine took a step forward, and her body passed through the gauze-like time. The ground under her feet was slightly elastic, and it was obviously not the hard texture of the magic circle. She still closed her eyes, but her consciousness
But he became extremely sharp.
Divine consciousness extended from her body, constantly searching into the distance and farther away, but could not find an end or edge. This turned out to be an extremely vast space, even more beautiful and richer than the scenery she had seen before.
…
She could "see" the vivid and bright colors around her, and she could also "see" the thousands of mountains standing tall in the snowy fields in the distance. She even wanted to catch those meteors flashing past in the sky and hold up the delicate flowers at her feet.
Care for the weak blades of grass...
But in the next moment, she felt the existence of another will with supreme majesty!
Although it is different from the Dark Lord's usual style, it is as powerful and irresistible as the Dark Lord!
The scattered consciousness seemed to be burned by blazing light, and was violently rolled back. Under the unprecedented strong shock, Emine's face turned pale and she could hardly think. Any member of the dark demon clan knew that such an existence would not
There is another third party!
Because only the God of Light has the strength to keep pace with the Dark Lord!
Behind the throne of the Dark Lord, there is actually a magic circle where you can meet the God King of Light? If other members of the demon clan knew that the Demon King and the God King were meeting directly, what would they think?
But since the devil brought her to this date, there must be something else, right?
The two extremely powerful wills are shadowing each other. Not only is no one being overwhelmed, but they have become purer and more powerful through the convergence and exchange. In front of them, Emine's pitiful consciousness can be ignored. In fact, there is no one on either side.
For her, just standing on the edge of two wills, her consciousness that was close to the surface of her body was washed away again and again, and there was almost not much left. Maybe in the next moment, she would be eroded by one party's consciousness,
So completely shattered!
"Don't be nervous." The Demon King spoke at the right moment, taking Emine under his protection: "I have met His Majesty the God of Light."
In the Demon King's voice, the two spiritual consciousnesses that pervaded everywhere were no longer aggressive, and Emine had the opportunity to calm down.
"Yes." She opened her eyes and gave an impeccable greeting to the King of Light, neither humble nor overbearing: "The number one demon general of the Dark Demon Clan, I have met His Majesty the God King of the Light God Clan."
Then, Emine slightly raised her head to look at the "eternal opponent of the dark demons". As a demon general, it might be against etiquette for her to do so, but her inner curiosity about the God of Light was overwhelming - she
His gaze swept across the ground, then over a stone table, and climbed up along the gorgeous and flawless robes of the God of Light, until he met the wise eyes of the God of Light.
But unexpectedly, the God King of Light looked back at her with soft eyes and a very elegant temperament. Even his appearance was the same as that of the Demon King who was worshiped by the Dark Demon Clan. It was just that in
In terms of temperament, the God King and the Demon King are slightly different. Comparing the two, the Demon King is more outgoing, while the God King is more restrained.
"Your Majesty the Demon King, please take a seat! I have been waiting for a long time, but I didn't expect you to bring her here. Look, just like before, she is not afraid of me at all." The God King who was sitting behind the stone table showed a smile: "Emnie,
You are exempt from the gift."
The Demon King and the God King were sitting opposite each other. Without waiting for instructions, Emine naturally walked over and picked up the wine jug on the table to fill the two glasses.
The God King and the Demon King didn't take it seriously, but Emine was puzzled and didn't know why she was so casual and bold.
"It's really rare for Emine to pour wine for us." The God of Light asked lightly: "How far has Cohen developed?"
Hermini knew that the God King was asking her, so she described Cohen's current situation. The God King listened attentively, nodding from time to time. His serious attitude was just like the Demon King's reaction when he first heard her report. And love
Minnie didn't think about why these two people valued her words. She carefully recalled Cohen's every move and spoke in detail.
After listening, the God King pondered for a moment, then looked at the Demon King and said, "How do you judge?"
"Although there are many interferences, Cohen is extremely valuable to us now." The devil's answer was not so relaxed, and every pause in the sentence seemed heavy: "Such ideas are novel, but a little fragile. We
I need to help him."
"But we can't find the source of Cohen's growth." The God King didn't seem to completely agree: "Under the same environment, there was such a turning point in his thoughts, which seems unexplainable. We already know that mutation of thoughts
The most difficult to control.”
"Our eternal destiny is approaching the end and origin. The endless wheel of time will once again crush the eternal rut. We have experienced this kind of heaviness too many times." The Demon King was silent for a while:
"The current Cohen is the one who is most likely to bring changes to us in these generations. It cannot be overemphasized... Therefore, I want to meet him."
"Although it is necessary, what are you going to say to Cohen? The communication between the king of the upper clan and the lower one..." There was a melancholy in the eyes of the God King: "This reminds me of the past."
"I think it's better to be simpler." The Demon King replied: "The Demon King and the God King cannot lower their gazes, so let them look up!"
"It seems like this is the only way."
The God King nodded and turned to look at Emine who was standing aside.
"Hermini is very attentive and explains everything about Cohen in detail, which you can't hear anywhere else." The God King's gentle eyes contained approval: "Then, I will give you a gift."
Emine, who was standing aside with her head bowed, had actually been shocked by the conversation between the God King and the Demon King. Although she didn't know the whole story, she understood that every word that sounded here was enough to trigger great changes in the Bis Continent - Cohen's Thoughts
, that the God King and the Demon King would take him so seriously, and even give him a higher status, this is something that Emine never dared to think about before!
And the God King suddenly brought the topic to himself. Emine didn't know the habits of the God King who led the Light God Clan. She didn't know if he was so kind to other people, but she knew that she was the number one demon general and she could never accept God's words.
A gift from a king, especially in front of the Dark Lord.
"The first demon general has a low status and dare not accept the favor of the God King."
"The identity of the Demon General has been weighing on Emine's heart for too long." As if he had known that Emine would refuse, the Demon King said softly: "Now that we have entered here, let's throw away the so-called distinction between gods and demons. God
Just accept His Majesty's gift."
The God King stretched out his right hand and slowly opened his palm. A soft pillar-shaped white light slowly rose from the palm of his hand. When it rose to a height of five inches, it had turned into a full-body armor with countless beautiful silver lines embedded in it.
Gem, holding a slender spear in his raised hands, two small wings of pure light opened behind the armor, gradually stretched outward, and finally became full and round.
Then came the second pair! The third pair! The fourth pair... Pairs of light wings appeared behind the armor, stretching, overlapping, and merging. Although it looked like there was only one pair in the end, the texture was completely different!
Emine has never seen such a number of light wings on any demon clan. Even Her Royal Highness, the demon clan princess, does not have so many wings!
"This book belongs to you, it is just temporarily stored with me." The God King said: "Take it!"
"Your Majesty the Demon King, I...I don't quite understand." Emine took a step back and looked at the Dark Lord for help.
"Emnie, through what happened to Cohen, you probably also learned something about the past of the gods and demons, right?" The Demon King said: "Besides me and the God King, there are three other people who can enter here, and you, Emnie, are the ones who can enter here."
One of them. This means that you are nobler than other members of the demon clan, even if the other person is Frigg Isabant."
"Eldest princess?" Emine took a step back. How could she have imagined that such words would come from the mouth of the Dark Lord? She is nobler than the eldest princess of the demon clan. Is this possible?
"Is it difficult to accept? But it is a fact." The Demon King continued: "The God King and I hardly care about what the gods and demons usually do, and the princesses can make their own decisions. Because it is worthy of my and the God King's attention.
Yes, it’s just human beings like Cohen who grow up and eventually enter the altar of life.”
"The Altar of Life was deliberately preserved by the Demon King and I. It is a crucial place. Such a key location must be guarded, so we will choose one of the eldest princesses from the gods or demons to guard it.
"The God King took over the Demon King's words: "The eldest princess who was not selected will be responsible for supervising the actions of the gods and demons. It is necessary to maintain a certain influence between the gods and demons on humans like Cohen, but not to allow them to do so.
Cause real disruption to it."
"So...I..." Emine vaguely knew that something was happening, or that something that had already happened was being mentioned, but she couldn't guess what she would hear next.
"You, Emine, are the demon princess who is responsible for guarding the altar of life in this generation."
"But..." Emine suddenly raised her head: "I have never guarded the altar of life!"
"We did not build the Altar of Life, so the energy of this altar is limited and no one can enter or exit it. Moreover, the altar has many entrances, so we can only peel off your consciousness and shape it into the appearance of an ordinary ranger to guard it, while your original
The state no longer has this memory, so he can serve as a demon general with rich emotions." The Demon King said: "And now that Cohen has emerged from the pupa, the altar of life no longer needs to be guarded, and these stripped consciousnesses will naturally be returned to you.
——Bless you, Emine."
The gleaming armor floated up and gradually became as big as a human being. The spread wings shone with dazzling brilliance. There seemed to be eyes surging at the eyes of the gorgeous visor, as if there was another Hermini staring at it.
Touching herself, it aroused resonance deep in her heart.
"Go and embrace your true self." The Devil said, "You are Hermine Isabante."
"I...I am Hermine Isabante..." After a moment of hesitation, Hermine stretched out her hands in the air.
The armor trembled slightly, and there was a long and soft moan, and illusory shadows were projected down, like countless clones and phantoms throwing themselves into the arms of Emine herself - Emine's body shook slightly, and she took two steps back.
Then the whole person floated up a few inches.
The silver light faded away, and the armor had been put on Emine's body. Her whole style took on a new look. When she raised her head again, her eyes had changed a lot. She was calm on the surface, cold on the inside, and deeper still.
Something is hidden.
"Hermini Isabante, I have met your two majesties!"
The two kings looked at each other and smiled softly.
The dividing line between gods and demons.
At the edge of the forest, there is a small altar built an unknown number of years ago. Under the erosion of the years, only half of the stone base remains. It stands alone, with its rugged surface supporting its already collapsed outline. The surrounding area
Most of the trees are taller than the altar, which makes it look very sad, helpless, and hoarse.
A burst of clear music sounded from the pile of rocks. After the initial harshness, it gradually became melodious and brisk. Although the melody was simple, it had the effect of driving away the heat at noon.
After a song, the lingering sound seemed to seep into the breeze, floating with the fragrance.
"Where did this bastard go?" Shaking the instrument in his hand, the black-haired young man in royal robes stood up and complained softly: "How can you travel with me when you have no sense of time?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold snort came from not far away. It was obvious that someone was very unhappy.
"You haven't shown up yet?" Cohen shook his head: "When did you learn to be a ghost?"
"I'm already here." The crow, dressed in white as snow, walked out from behind the tree step by step: "I just don't want to disturb you when you blow this thing."
"I made this with my own hands. It is definitely an unprecedented instrument." Cohen said with a smile: "I had nothing to do and wanted to play the tune of Life Watcher, but I couldn't find a suitable blade, so I just made this. But.
After finishing it, I forgot about his piece of music, so I had to find something to suit the occasion."
"Do you have anything to do?" Crow asked: "Have you done everything?"
"Of course, I went to the Skull and Bones headquarters for a while, and I contacted those guys before entering the dividing line. I already know what I want to know, and what should be arranged has been arranged." Cohen replied: "There is no way forward from here.
It will take a few days for us to meet up with the Guards. They have already opened a camp in the forest..."
"You go!" Crow looked dull: "I'm not going."
"What did you say?" Cohen was stunned: "Where are you not going?"
"I'm not going anywhere." Crow's cold gaze shifted slightly: "Wherever you are, I am not suitable to appear, and vice versa."
"What are you doing?" Cohen stared at Crow, as if trying to find a joke on his face.
"Seriously, you have something to accomplish as an emperor. And I also have my goals."
"Are you sick?"
"No!" Crow used the scabbard to push away Cohen's hand that was reaching for his forehead, and replied coldly: "You are right, we don't want each other to change, but change is inevitable. I hope you can understand this."
Cohen shook his head, his surprise faded away, and his expression turned cautious: "You are not changing..." Then his eyes moved, and his tone suddenly became stern: "Who is it? Come out!"
"It's true that people's hearts are not ancient." The eldest princess of the God Clan walked out slowly and stood behind the crow: "Cohen has become so fierce."
"How did you two get together?" Cohen frowned, and then suddenly realized: "You two are having an affair!"
"Bold!" The power of Her Royal Highness the Princess was no joke. A stream of air that seemed to be substantial rolled up and pushed Cohen several steps away.
"Wait a minute!" Cohen stood still and yelled: "Are you going to silence me if you find out?"
"Your Majesty Cohen, we are already familiar with each other." The eldest princess of the God Clan stretched out her hand and pointed a slender white finger at Cohen: "But if you insist on speaking in such a vulgar tone, then I have no choice but to let you
disappear."
"Before you let me disappear, Princess, shouldn't you explain it clearly?" Cohen shook his head indifferently: "You are blatantly robbing me and showing off in front of me. If I receive you politely...
…This is how people’s hearts are not ancient!”
"What you said is wrong, he..." Her Royal Highness the Princess glanced at Crow: "He didn't sign a contract with Your Majesty, so why can't he leave Your Majesty's side?"
The crow standing between the two of them remained expressionless and said nothing.
"Crow has long been a citizen of Sibia, and he has an official title. Even if the Light God Clan wants him, he still has to pass me, because these rules are set by the Light God Clan!" Cohen dusted off the dust on his body with his hands.
: "One more thing, he is a member of the Sibia royal family. If he wants to leave, he must get the consent of the majority of the royal family. This rule is set by this young master!"
"Actually, I was just entrusted by him and reluctantly acted as a middleman. Since His Majesty Cohen is asking for trouble, then..." Her Royal Highness the Princess smiled faintly: "You can speak for yourself!"
Cohen's eyes fell on the crow, whose expression was still calm.
"Actually." After a moment of silence, Crow said, "You noticed my changes when we were at the altar of life."
"Everyone changes, it doesn't matter."
"Are you deceiving me, or are you deceiving yourself?" Crow's tone showed no fluctuation: "Even if I am by your side, I can't help you; if I leave you, I won't reveal your affairs to others."
"I don't plan to ask you to help me with anything, and I don't care what you reveal." Cohen replied: "Surviving alone is not an easy task, but look at yourself, do you look like a person who can take care of himself? In addition to killing,
Besides, what else are you good at?"
"For what I want to do, killing is enough." Crow did not object: "You already know who I am."
"Of course I know now. Well, I can ignore your matter." Cohen's eyes flashed: "But you have to return the crow to me. He is free and does not belong to you."
"The Crow is the Demon of Slaughter, the Demon of Slaughter who was surrounded and suppressed thousands of years ago!" There was a determination hidden in the Crow's eyes: "If it weren't for this, you would have died the moment I woke up!"
"Do you think I'm easy to coax?" Cohen sneered: "The first thing the killing demon did when he woke up was to leave me and go hang out with the eldest princess who killed him thousands of years ago? Ah, or rather, thousands of years ago.
The previous killing was just a cover, it was your plan - at that time, who did you want to plot against? Who else do you need to plot against?"
"Do you want to threaten me?" Crow's eyes changed, and there was a sharpness in the coldness.
"You heard it, this is not a threat. No matter how you did it, you are you, and the crow is a crow." Cohen replied calmly: "I can forget that you are using me, and I don't want to care about what you are going to do.
But you have to return the crow to me. Compared to the killing demon and the princess of the God clan, his ability is negligible, but to me, the crow is very important."
"The crow is an inseparable part of my consciousness."
"Since it can be fused, of course it can also be divided." On this issue, Cohen has unusual stubbornness and patience: "The devil of killing does what the devil of killing does, and the crow lives the life of the crow without interfering with each other. So much.
good."
"That's all I have to say. If you don't accept it, you can try to keep us." Crow's hand dropped to his side: "But I want to remind you that there is no mercy in the hands of the killing demon."
"I do not believe."
A ferocity surged in the heart of the Killing Demon Eyebrow, and he already had a long sword in his hand. Then he took a step forward and locked Cohen with his cold eyes.
"Why do you have to show such a lack of confidence? Does the killing demon still need to accumulate murderous aura? In other words, because you have merged with the crow, you no longer have the determination in the armor." Cohen shook his head with disdain.
: "I know Crow very well. His consciousness will never be overwhelmed by the demon of killing, and he will not do anything to me!"
Following Cohen's words, a burst of hearty and almost hoarse laughter sounded in the distance, full of sarcasm.
The three people in the field recognized the laughter immediately, but they all stood still because the laughter belonged to the demon princess. Her sudden arrival was enough to complicate and knot things, making it even more troublesome.
What's more, she obviously heard what the three of them said just now.
Cohen kept the expression on his face, but his eyes caught the hidden communication between the murderous demon and the princess of the God clan - it definitely did not mean to leave the other party to eat, the princess of the demon clan was in trouble today!
"It's so beautiful - it's a once-in-a-lifetime experience!" The Demon Clan Princess didn't realize it. She walked closer step by step, her malicious eyes moving back and forth on the God Clan Princess, the Demon of Slaughter and Cohen, and finally covered the Demon of Slaughter.
That gaze was very sharp, as if it was about to scrape off his skin!
"Demon of Slaughter, it's been a long time." Frigg's words were squeezed out between clenched teeth: "Even Cohen can see through you, don't you feel ashamed?"
"It's none of your business." The killing demon didn't even look at her: "Are you rushing to pick up someone's shoes?"
"Okay, you're very good!" Frigg let out a long and sad smile, but there was no trace of the calm demeanor of the Demon Clan's princess: "You deceived me so hard!"
"You don't have eyes, so it has nothing to do with me." In the eyes of the killing demon, Frigg was like a piece of grass, not worthy of attention at all.
"That's right, I don't have eyesight, and I didn't see through the plot of you and Liruita, but I was taken advantage of by you!" Extremely angry, Frigg laughed again, but her whole body shook slightly with the laughter: "But killing
Lord Demon, do you know that even if I am not smart and used by you, I will do things that you can’t think of... Is it so easy for the dark demons to get involved?"
"What can you do?"
"Nothing can be done. The most I can do is do something while your brotherhood is deep. Aren't you reluctant to touch Cohen? Let me strengthen your belief for you. Sir Liretta, please watch, lest the killing demon forgets.
all of these."
"Frigg, I think you misunderstood..."
The eldest princess of the God Clan was only halfway through her words when Frigg's face turned cold and she raised her hands: "Puppet mark - wake up!"
The Demon of Slaughter's eyes froze, as if a layer of black mist covered his pupils, and he raised his hands following the order.
"Puppet Mark - Activate!" Frigg swung his hands and stabbed Cohen with his fingertips together: "Kill!"
"Cohen, stay away!" Liretta moved and stood in front of Cohen.
Almost at the same time, the long sword in the hands of the Killing Demon thrust out towards Cohen - the dazzling light pouring out from the tip of the sword directly tore the newly unfolded wings of the eldest princess of the God Clan!
Cohen, who had no time to react, was directly pierced through the chest by the killing demon's sword!
The tip of the sword came out from Cohen's back and nailed the boulder behind him with a "ding!"
The two pairs of eyes are no more than an arm's length apart, and what connects them is just a cold sword!
Amid Frigg's crazy laughter, the killing demon's eyes recovered from their sluggishness. He looked at his long sword in disbelief - this was an extremely powerful sword, and it was also a sword that left no hindrance.
, an attack that no one can block!
The aura that uniquely belongs to Cohen is dissipating rapidly, and even his blue soul power is surging from the wound, and he is letting out waves of unwilling screams! (To be continued)