Seeing the long blade in Frige's hand slashing towards him, the killing demon rushed forward a few steps and held a thick short knife across his chest with one hand. A loud sound of "Dang!" was heard, and a crystal burst.
Bright silver light sprayed out, and his forward movement seemed to hit an invisible wall, and he had to stop abruptly. Frigg's body seemed to be blown by the wind, spinning on one foot, and the long blade slashed out.
A perfect trajectory, the silvery glow that had not dissipated in the sky stagnated slightly, and was immediately broken by this invisible and silent offensive!
"Okay!" He lunged forward, and the killing demon's two swords overlapped in front of his chest. With a crash that was much louder than before, he was directly knocked into the air, and his body that lost control continued to spin in the air.
After three laps, it fell into the dust!
"Okay!" He said another word and jumped up with one hand on the ground. The depression in his chest surged up and turned into blood!
Then he looked at the incomplete two knives in his hands. One-third of the blade had been melted, and the remaining part looked like it had been bitten by a wild beast. The cross section was uneven and full of cracks, and the original shape could not be seen at all.
Under the dark sky in the distance, Frigg held a blade in one hand and stood quietly sideways. The scales on his body were flowing with a strange brilliance, and layers of red light were faintly revealed in the soil where he stood.
Like a big cluster of blazing flames.
"Is this... your true power?" Staring at Frigg, the Killing Demon grinned: "Yes, it's a surprise!"
"Power?" Frigg's cold voice was slightly hoarse, with obvious self-mockery. The long blade pointing obliquely at the ground moved in front of him, swallowing the surrounding light, and the airflow stimulated by the blade created a circle around it.
There was a whirlpool, and the gravel that was brought up hit the metal with a "rustling" sound: "The one you are willing to look at now is Frigg Isabant."
"It's useless to talk more!" The killing demon dropped the remaining sword, turned his wrist, and dragged out a long heavy sword in the void: "Kill!"
The illusory long blade rose up and drew a light and elegant arc in the air. It seemed that there was no trace of killing or violence, but the next moment, its trajectory had already overlapped with the chest of the killing demon! In a tight burst of
Amidst the sound of metal, both of them stopped moving. Frigg didn't move a step, but the Killing Demon couldn't move anymore because the opponent's blade point was on his chest, and the metal-like sharp blade edge
The flow had pierced his skin.
With a few "puff" sounds, the long heavy sword lying across the chest of the killing demon fell down piece by piece, and each piece was actually cut into the same length by Frigg.
"The past between you and me was wiped out with this one blow." Frigg's long blade vibrated, and the body of the killing demon flew backwards. It was not until thirty steps away that he stabilized his position with the tip of his toes.
"Having stolen the magical achievements of the gods and demons, your domain is indeed very changeable. It can even suppress all magical changes in the world and make all magical elements work for you. But this domain is not perfect. The only flaw is that it cannot restrain the world.
The origin of magic." Under the helmet, Frigg's eyes gleamed, and his whole person became sharp: "There are comings and goings, tensions and relaxations, this is the normal state of the world. So I want your life!
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Without waiting for the Demon of Slaughter to react, the sharp blade penetrated the chaotic airflow in the space and seemed to have arrived at the Demon of Slaughter's throat - this offensive instantly ignited the pupils of the Demon of Slaughter, just before the sharp blade came.
, his body trembled slightly, so what was pierced by Frigg was just an afterimage, and he had already started to counterattack from another angle!
Silver flowers flew in the battle circle, and the ground shattered in the wind; with every impact, little bright red blood drops fell to the ground!
His speed is faster than lightning, so that in front of the only spectator, at least on the scene, it seems that there are more than ten people besieging Frigg, and the weapons and moves used are never repeated. But Frigg only uses the long sword in his hand.
The blade responded to the challenge, and the skirt and armor flew in the air like a black lotus blooming on the flames. The expression on the gorgeous face was so cold that it made people feel heart-stopping.
"The world is like chess, and the world is like smoke. Only by seeing through it can the end be achieved!"
In the extremely calm words, a black arc of light flew out from the long blade every half sentence. The first three were struck in the air far away. The speed was not fast, but as the sentence ended, dozens of
The arc of light rushed away, like the stamens of a flower that suddenly bloomed, blocking all the space for advancement and retreat around Frige.
But the three arcs of light that flew out before hit a continuous blood mist in the void!
As soon as the continuous bright red sprayed out, it was blown away by the cold air, and the figure of the killing demon finally appeared.
If they didn't know that the person fighting Frigg was the Demon of Slaughter, no one would be able to recognize him from his appearance now - this man was covered in bruises and could hardly move, and blood was pouring out from the dense wounds, covering his body with blood.
He was dyed into a bloody man, and what was even more terrifying was the two wounds on his chest, which were about half a foot long and penetrated from front to back!
Who would have thought that the famous murderous demon would one day be beaten like this!
Even his eyes were no longer full of enthusiasm, only a deep doubt remained.
Frigg's face was cold and forlorn. She walked up to him silently, slowly raised the long blade in her hand, and then said, "You lost."
"Have you forgotten that there is a princess here?" The killing demon also looked indifferent, as if the person waiting to be slaughtered was not him: "Although I am at a disadvantage now, you still need to try your best to kill me. Don't you
Leave some room to deal with her?"
"That's another thing." Frigg didn't relax at all, her consciousness locked on the killing demon: "Kill you, and the realm will be destroyed!"
"Yes, if you kill me, this realm will be broken. Your consciousness will not be imprisoned and you can return to Hell Island. You must try your best to kill me. So now, you have shown your strongest side." In the eyes of the killing demon.
The doubts dissipated, and a touch of relief slowly appeared on his blood-spattered face: "Burn your original power to offset the limitations of the field. You want to die with me. You are really brave!"
"It's just that your domain has this fatal flaw. The demons have their own way of resurrection, so I will be reborn, but your conspiracy will eventually be exposed to the world." Frigg smiled miserably.
"Suffer death!"
The long blade horizontally in the air emitted a dazzling brilliance, screaming and slashing down. The radiance all over the sky followed like a rupture in the Milky Way, rushing towards the body of the killing demon along the space split by the blade! The latter was originally
The fragmented body-protecting fighting energy was immediately washed away, leaving him with no choice but to watch the long blade slash into his chest, watching the brilliant colors pour into his wound, and keep flowing up and down his body!
"Soul-stealing!"
The long blade in Frige's hand stirred slightly, and then stabbed forward fiercely! The brilliance that had been poured into every part of the body of the killing demon stagnated, and then began to flow back along the long blade - the field suddenly became dim, and the surroundings
The transparent boundary of the world is shaking, and the world is wailing in unison, because Frigg is using the original power of his dark demon clan to seize the soul of the killing demon!
The black long blade seemed to be refined by the brilliance of the soul, becoming crystal clear. The body of the killing demon was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, while Frigg's stern face became delicate and lustful.
Drop, even become the only source of light in this field!
With a soft sound of "sand...", Frigg pulled out the long blade with one hand, looked at the lifeless killing demon in front of him, and said coldly: "Your soul belongs to me, and this realm naturally belongs to me as well."
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"Everything must have a beginning and an end." The killing demon's voice was hoarse, like a dying old man, but the sarcasm in his tone was obvious: "I'm not dead yet."
"Then I will send you on your last journey!" The long blade turned into cold brilliance and slashed through the neck of the killing demon without any hindrance!
The Demon of Slaughter covered his throat with his palm, and his eyes slowly covered Frigg. There seemed to be nothing in his dark eyes.
"This is your end." Frigg's long blade vibrated in the air, but no blood beads appeared.
Frigg was stunned, her long blade had clearly cut through his neck! Blood would inevitably come out of a body that was defenseless!
The murderous demon's hoarse laughter sounded.
"It's a good gift from you." He took his palm away, but there wasn't even a scratch on his neck: "But I may not be willing to leave."
"How dare you bluff me!"
The long blade whirled again, and rays of light shot up into the sky, killing the killing demon no less than a hundred times in an instant! Every blow actually cut through his body, but the killing demon standing in front of her still didn't.
A new scar...
"How could it be..." Frige looked at the opponent's shaky but unshakable body and couldn't help but take a step back.
"Your original strength has probably been burned out." The killing demon looked at Frigg. Although his body was scarred, he couldn't hide the spirit revealed from inside: "I won't be the loser.
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"This is impossible! The domain is under my control, and so is your soul!" Frigg bit the corner of her mouth and almost bled: "Go to hell!"
The Demon of Slaughter raised his right hand, and Frigg's body froze in place, and the long blade in his hand could no longer be lifted.
"I am the one who controls everything. Do you think you can counterattack successfully if you resist the magic suppression in the field?" The Killing Demon responded calmly: "If it is a general field, this is certainly feasible, but you have forgotten that this is not
A field used to deal with ordinary people."
"The previous gestures were just to force you to use your full strength. When you used your full strength, I was surprised. The dark demons really have superior combat power. They can actually exert their original power in a restricted environment." The Demon of Killing said.
And Tan, the wounds on his body are also healing everywhere: "As a thank you, I can make you understand. Although your burning source can resist the limitation of magic and martial arts, it cannot resist time."
"When...time?" Frigg's eyes looked a little confused.
"In this field, the most important thing is time, so I said, I have plenty of time. No matter how badly I am injured, time can be traced back to before I was injured." The killing demon smiled coldly: "Since the dark demons can seize
You have a strong soul, so I just took the opportunity to send that soul power into your body, just like the puppet mark that the demons are good at using, except that the energy contained in it is tens of millions of times that of the puppet mark. Not only can it control your behavior, but it can also
Enough to swallow up your sanity and memory."
"Not only can you not get my soul power, but your senses are deceiving you, and your memory is being eroded." The wounds on the body of the killing demon were restored one by one. He looked at Frigg, who was so majestic just a moment ago, and said,
He said with regret: "You will have nothing left, and the original power you burned with all your efforts will only be in vain, but I have benefited a lot from your actions, because my sanity is not affected by time.
The impact of retrospection, so I know more about the abilities and characteristics of the dark demons, and the magic in this field will also be improved."
"despicable!"
"This is aggressive, but with your current intelligence, you probably can't understand it." In the cold words of the killing demon, Frigg's free left hand turned involuntarily and rested on the armor on her back.
: "But you will feel the pain!"
With a sharp wailing, she tore off the armor from her body! As soon as the armor left her body, it returned to a cluster of feathers still attached to her flesh and blood.
"You have also experienced the charm of the puppet mark. It feels good, right?" The muscles on the face of the killing demon twitched, forming a strange smile: "I heard that the wings of the members of the upper clan are a symbol of their own strength, even if
If a piece is torn off, the same ability will be lost, and this process, whether it is physical or mental, is the most torture in the world for members of the upper clan! Then, let's do it a few more times."
Another piece of armor was torn off by her, and the sprayed blood drew an arc in front of her. Her mouth was wide open, but there was no sound!
Pieces of armor were torn off by Frigg himself and turned into bloody feathers. At this time, Frigg was no longer able to resist the pain or resist. Her body was controlled and her abilities were lost. This situation made her feel the deepest.
With fear, she instinctively began to tremble, from the surface of her body to the depths of her heart!
"These are actually given to you for someone else." After Frigg tore his armor to pieces, the killing demon sneered and said: "Then, I will use the real power of this field to give it to you now.
Yi Cheng, raise your weapons..."
Frigg's long blade was slowly raised under the will of the killing demon, pointing at his chest, and the latter's finger gently touched the tip of the blade. Immediately, a powerful force was injected into the inside of the long blade.
It swelled violently, with cracks on the surface, and it continued along the blade towards the handle!
Among the flying debris, there was a loud "Boom!" and Frigg's body flew out, making a dent thirty arms away, and blood sprayed on the ground in a line.
"This blow triggers the resonance of the soul in your body, doesn't it taste good?"
A series of unconscious howls came out of Frigg's mouth, and her limbs twitched uncontrollably.
The Demon of Killing made a backhand move, and a black iron sword flew into his hand from a distance. It was the sword of the unconscious Cohen. Then he held up the palm of his other hand, allowing Frigg's body to escape from the pit.
float in the middle.
"In history, the first demon princess died under the sword of a mortal. This is my explanation to him."
With a slight whistle, the black iron sword was as powerful as lightning, stabbing Frigg in the heart!
The sound of splitting and the spraying of blood were all extremely real, just like stabbing a mortal body, full of cruelty and destruction!
"Those who trample on others will be trampled on by others." The killing demon holding a black iron sword said: "Human proverb."
A faint white light flowed along the black iron sword body to the body of the killing demon. Endless mournful screams sounded from Frigg's body, from low to sharp, whirling around. The white light on the black iron sword faded away.
After that, clusters of shadows that were difficult to distinguish from reality overflowed from her body, flying around like they had no owner, and they seemed to be far away from each other. They became more and more numerous and dense...
After the infused soul was withdrawn, Frigg's body softened, and finally, the blood of the superior clan gushes out from the wound.
"Your Highness...will...do it for me..." The last words that were like babbles were not finished, because the look in her eyes had stagnated, and what stayed on the face of the killing demon for a long time was the final trace of hatred!
hatred!
Frigg Isabant, Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Dark Demon Tribe, died with hatred!
She ended up with a broken body, frozen in this moment!
"Your Highness?" He pulled out the black iron sword and inserted it into his side. The killing demon snorted coldly: "The soul of the dark demon clan is actually in this form?" He finally raised his hand to catch a cluster of shadows floating down.
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At the moment when the fingertips were about to touch the shadow, a long and long roar came from outside the sky. It was not loud or sharp, but it was caught off guard, and the sound was like a golden needle, piercing the eardrums of the killing demon.
Enter the chest and reach directly to the atrium!
The Demon of Slaughter subconsciously overlapped his fighting spirit, but still could not protect his vitals. He was inexplicably surprised when there was a crisp sound from directly above, and a powerful air flow rolled in. In just a moment, the hands raised by the Demon of Slaughter were already covered with two or three inches.
The wound was so deep that the bone could be seen.
The field is broken!
Move backwards!
This time, the killing demon could no longer stand still. He was knocked directly to the ground by the turbulent airflow, and could not hold up his body. The rampant airflow squeezed everything around him - the shapeless field was filled with airflow.
, swelled outwards, quickly lost control, and completely shattered with a muffled thunderous explosion!
After everything calmed down, the killing demon slowly stood up, and his eyes focused on the place where Frigg fell, thirty arms away from him.
There, there was a silver spear stuck upside down on the ground, and the beautifully decorated tail of the spear was still trembling slightly - it was this spear that destroyed the realm? The whistle and air flow that penetrated the soul were actually just this spear.
The sound of flying by? Deep in the pupils of the killing demon, there was a trace of strange color accumulating, and the blood-stained fingers tightened again and again, but did not speak.
Under the spear, a woman wearing exquisite armor was kneeling on one knee with her back to him, holding Frigg in her arms.
After a long time, the woman in armor sighed softly, reached out and closed Frigg's eyes, gathered the shadows floating in the air, condensed them into a ball of light and put it into the inner layer of the armor. Then she stood up, turned around, and looked cold.
His eyes met the eldest princess of the God Clan who was still supporting the unconscious Cohen, and a greeting came out lightly: "It's polite."
Liretta Knach looked at the other person for a while, then responded with a helpless tone: "You're welcome."
She said nothing to Liruita. She only raised the spear at her side and glanced at the Demon of Slaughter with a cold look. The muscles behind the Demon of Slaughter immediately tensed up!
If it had been anyone else, including the one who had already fallen next to her, they would have been intoxicated by her graceful grace first.
Because her beauty has surpassed ordinary people's imagination. It will not make people stunning or forgetful. It is like the kind of beauty that a person can never find again after suffering vicissitudes of life and looking back - pure and pure.
Like a dream, no one can embrace it.
But the Killing Demon didn't have this problem in his head. He simply sensed the danger in the opponent.
From the moment he appeared until now, there is no flaw in the other party's behavior. Even the most ordinary turn is as flawless as if it has been practiced thousands of times. The movement of his eyes is even more exquisite, completely covering him in an instant, without any trace.
Omission; for the words Liretta said, she didn't even use any muscle other than vocalization.
She had shown her strength with the distant blow that broke the realm just now, but now, there is no trace of coercion or momentum on her body. She is like a deep pool of still water, as smooth as a mirror, without any ripples... From here on
In this kind of control over her own power, the killing demon can realize how terrifying she is. Frigg cannot compare with her. They are not at the same level at all!
"Demon princess." There was almost no trace of contempt and anger in her words: "You dare to move."
Slowly holding a simple long sword in front of him with both hands, the killing demon squeezed out a reply from his chest: "There is nothing you dare not do!"
With a slight roar, the Slaughter Demon's vision blurred for a moment. Although he couldn't clearly see the opponent's incoming force, the sword he held in both hands naturally slashed diagonally in the direction of the opponent's spear. This was a completely natural reaction, countless times.
The experience gained after fighting.
"when!"
The two weapons touched each other, so the crisp metal collision sound was not loud, and could even be considered pleasant. However, the opponent's unusually powerful force surged along the long sword, passing through the arms, shoulders, and waist, and the force was like breaking bamboo.
The severe pain that followed went straight to the soles of my feet!
He only took a small step back, but the killing demon's face had turned pale.
He did not vomit blood, and the weapon in his hand was not damaged. This was because the opponent did not waste a trace of power, but fully exerted it on his body. The lingering stinging pain was a symptom of internal injury... It is unimaginable that he could do it so easily.
The Killing Demon raised his sight and saw the opponent standing with a gun, still standing thirty arms away, as if he had never moved. His face was calm and his figure was elegant. Only the person facing her could understand her terror.
place.
Throwing away the long sword, the weapon in the hands of the Killing Demon was replaced by a set of swords. After taking a deep breath, the swords of different lengths were intertwined on his chest. A stream of sparks flew out, scattered in the wind, and turned into countless red spots.
His breathing rose and fell slowly.
The soft whistle started again, and the red spots all over the sky rolled backwards!
Amidst the clash of weapons, the killing demon took another small step back.
The intact two swords had been abandoned, and he was holding a huge horizontal sword in his hand. His whole face was flushed, and his eyes were bloodshot!
With a sound of "ding!", the spear, which was as exquisite as a work of art, finally stopped in front of the demon of killing. The spear was held up by an equally exquisite black iron sword, and the one holding the sword was
The eldest princess of the gods.
"Your Highness, please calm down." Princess Lilita said softly, her face as dark as water, "He is under my control."
"Obviously." The other party looked at Cohen who was unconscious in the distance and said calmly: "You didn't take care of it."
"Your Highness Frigg did not die at his hands."
"Whose domain is it?"
"It's Cohen's arrangement. I will naturally give the demons an explanation for this matter."
"In this case, the demon clan is waiting for His Highness's explanation."
After saying that, she slowly withdrew the spear on the black iron sword, causing a long neighing sound. In this sound, the skin of the killing demon's body oozed with bright red blood drops, and the whole body seemed to be bathed in blood.
Life. He was shaking, but just to keep himself from falling. There was a sound of airflow in his throat, but his severely damaged body was unable to say that angry question.
Until the other party left with Frigg's body, the killing demon still didn't ask the question "Who are you?"
"Come with me." Liruita gently supported him and said worriedly: "You shouldn't know her identity."
No one even took a second look at Cohen lying on the ground. (To be continued)