Chapter eight hundred and seventy seventh the demon monarch clone in the fire
Ilaya stood upright in the middle of the field, her whip still wrapped around Eufredin's neck.
But she was no longer able to wring the other person's head.
Several metal arrow shafts were inserted into her body, and the elven longbowmen would not let go of any opportunity they could get into this battle.
"It's unfair to hit one more person"
Ilaya stared at the elves in the distance, her pupils constantly dilating.
"When you raise your butcher knife to the city of elves, there is no fairness. All the elves hate you and want to drink your blood and eat your flesh."
Eufredin's face turned red from holding back, and he gasped for breath. He pulled down the long whip from his neck, looked at Ilaya, and then hissed and shook his head.
"You are never fair to others."
"Cough...cough, but there is always fairness. You will all be punished, the final punishment from me. No one can have a good life, hehe...hehe..."
Ilaya let out a low laugh, her voice getting lower and lower, and her red eyes slowly closed.
At the same time, a ball of ethereal flames emerged from the soles of her feet, and in just an instant, Ilaya became a burning person.
Ilaya is being destroyed, but something seems to be reborn.
On the flesh and blood altar, the dragon-headed statue opened its mouth, its eyes flashed red, and a drop of red blood quietly fell from its mouth.
A dull roar sounded.
This voice is full of hatred, ugliness, pain, world-weariness, and destruction. A simple roar contains countless information.
Xu Zhi and others who were close to the flesh and blood altar trembled in their hearts when they heard this. The unicorns jumped up and kept walking back and forth. This is what the unicorns do when they face a powerful enemy or are in a panic.
Little emotions.
A ball of flame exploded on the flesh and blood altar. Starting from the blood, two huge corners emerged from it. The heavy breath suddenly suppressed the entire audience. It was difficult to breathe and move within a radius of hundreds of meters. Xu Zhi was still
The sound of a flying object crashing to the ground could be heard in the distance.
This is a difference in the level of life, which is the same as that of the Phoenix Lords, or even surpasses the level of the Phoenix Lords.
"It is the clone of the Demon Lord. Ilaya exchanged the power of sacrifice for the arrival of the Demon Lord's clone."
The tied Vidnina exclaimed, "Demon monarchs" are mostly demon kings who rule a country or a region. They possess immortality or even superior power. The world of demons is completely different from that of humans and elves. The power is completely different.
Above all, the leader is the strongest, which is very similar to the dark elves.
Ilaya actually obtained the power of the devil through sacrifice at the flesh altar.
Vidnina closed her eyes unwillingly at the other party's sacrifice. She didn't need to think too much about the source of Ilaya's sacrifice.
She should have known it the moment the other party occupied the City of Death.
No wonder Heath only found such crooked vampires.
"Oh my God, this place is so boring. I can't use my strength at all. The time of existence is also short. I can't even play for ten hours."
"I hate going back. I want to be free, I want to breathe fresh air, and I want a new woman. Ah, Maris, why do you have to control me in everything..."
In the light of the fire, a huge red figure sat on the altar of flesh and blood. He did not attack the crowd, but began to complain constantly.
This habit is somewhat familiar.
Xu Zhi blinked. He had seen this demon in the Void Tavern. The demon who was bullied by Maris's nagging, Karl.
But it was obvious that it was the immortal mark carved by the other party in the Void Tavern, and it was not the same body as the demon monarch's clone in front of him.
"Kill them, kill them, that putrid woman, that little thief with a stick, and that one-armed dwarf... Lord Demon, all of these people here must die, all of them must die, no one should be left alive.
"
The demon monarch's clone suddenly turned into a cold and resentful female voice, taking over Karl's muttering. It was Ilaya's soul, which seemed to be sharing this temporary clone body with Karl.
"Noisy women are the most disgusting, shut up, you bitch."
Demon Karl frowned and roared loudly. He hated women who took the lead, women who talked too much, women who were full of resentment, and women who chattered endlessly. Ilaya seemed to be on the list for all of them.
"Of course, your request can be met. I am barely satisfied with your sacrifice, and I just happened to come out for some air. But please shut up your bad mouth. If you say another word, I will crush your soul to death and even become a succubus.
No chance."
Karl finished speaking dissatisfied, and then looked at the enemies pointed by Ilaya.
"Hey, this is not Widnina, I am Karl. You seem a little miserable. I seem to be going to kill you. By the way, where is your teacher Sandro?"
Vidnina, who was tied into a rice dumpling, opened her eyes and looked over carefully. She didn't expect to encounter a demon she had met several times, the demon Karl.
In those war-torn years, this one danced very happily. Unexpectedly, after the catastrophe, her strength had risen to such a terrifying level. Compared with her opponent, Widnina felt like she was just a country chicken.
The other party's life level and form were completely different from before. After looking at it for a long time, Widnina felt a little familiar.
"Well, why are you old guys so miserable?"
Karl looked over, and among the group of elves and dwarves, he saw several familiar figures. Although they were a little older and had some differences from before, they were generally in the same shape.
"I took over Ilaya's job, I have to do it, and I have to trouble you to die, so you can resurrect yourself and play."
"This is a new weapon we have developed, the decapitating sword. It kills people quickly and with little pain."
A huge long sword was pulled out from Karl's body, and the infinite illusory flames immediately burned, making the long sword appear extremely red, like a red-hot iron block.
"We are not immortal now..."
Before Widnina could finish her words, Karl's decapitating sword had been swung out, and the head of the Lord of the City of Death flew more than ten meters away, and his face fell to the ground, twitching.
"Give Sandru some face, I'll count you dead now."
Karl muttered, his eyes began to turn to the number two figure identified by Ilaya.
"Can you listen to the story of your one hundred and thirty-six little wives? I like to hear you tell the story of the seventy-fourth house Princess Adinas the most."
With the help of the spiritual tentacles provided by Mary Gray, Xu Zhi launched his final struggle.
"Oh, you actually know my most beloved Adinas. But I have one hundred and sixty-eight little wives now. Of course, Adinas is still my most beloved little baby."
The demon Karl scratched his head with a decapitating sword. This was a person who knew him, but he had no impression of this person. This made Karl very distressed. There seemed to be a problem with his memory.
"Adinas is someone I met when I was fighting for the Over Empire. He has two round little corners..."
For those who are willing to listen to his little wife's story, Carl has a great spirit of sharing and will definitely satisfy the other person's wish.