The devil Richard is still in the sky. He is fixed there, motionless, giving people a strange feeling, as if he has always been in the sky, giving people a strange perception that he should exist in the sky.
Just like the moon and the sun.
In contrast, Booth, who relied on constantly vibrating his wings to stay in the sky, was much more normal. He was fighting against the gravity of the earth all the time. His injured right hand healed quickly, first growing white bones,
Then filamentous muscle tissue slowly crawls up the skeleton, and finally grows bark-like skin.
The monster's body was very convenient, and he admitted that this was one of the benefits.
"Now there are only two of us left. I want to talk to you. Since you have performed very well in the past few years, I can give you a chance."
Richard said.
After Booth heard this, he immediately looked towards the ground. He could still see the figures of the soldiers in the forest, but there were only two people left? He had a bad feeling.
Does he want to kill everyone here?
No!
Booth suddenly thought of something and took a breath. Why didn't he chase after the White Warrior after he escaped? Could it be him!
At this time, Booth was sweating profusely, and his eyes revealed the fear in his heart.
"You let her leave on purpose, why? You could obviously kill her."
"It's nothing, I just think it's more interesting this way."
The Demon King spread his hands and said calmly, Booth knew this was a lie and he must have some conspiracy.
He observed carefully and found that the wounds on the other party were also disguised. They looked like wings stuck to his back. In fact, they were not wings at all, but decorations. This guy! Could it be that!
Booth's heart began to beat wildly. He didn't know what the other party wanted to do, but it was enough to make him extremely frightened.
"I want to know why you, who have turned from a human into a monster, are still on the side of humans. Even if you win, you will not be accepted by humans in the end. They will regard you as a monster and a demon.
You shouldn’t be unclear about this, right?”
asked the devil.
It turned out that he was interested in this issue.
Booth raised his sword, took a fighting stance, and said: "I will never understand a cold-blooded devil like you! From the moment my mother gave birth to me in ten months of pregnancy, I was destined to be a human being for the rest of my life.
, no matter what happens, no matter what I become, I will always be a human being."
Ruthless, cold-blooded.
The Demon King sighed softly, thinking that you don't understand me either. If I am cold-blooded and ruthless, why should I release you from your control and give you another chance?
"I see, but don't you care about your father? He is waiting for you to come back."
Hearing this, Booth was shocked.
He didn't lie. According to the agreement, he rescued his father and placed him in a remote town in the Kalis Empire. Booth had seen him several times. He was too seriously injured and his consciousness was unclear.
, but still remember myself.
Booth's face sank, and he showed firm and sad eyes.
"He will also ask me to do this. Don't underestimate us humans, devil!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately launched an attack, fluttering his wings and flying towards the Demon King.
"That's a shame."
The Demon King said lightly. He immediately raised his hand and a black knife appeared in his hand. Booth's sword slashed towards his face. As a result, the opponent's knife was faster. He almost didn't see the opponent's movements. In an instant, Booth's sword slashed towards his face.
In an instant, his entire body was split in half, and most of his vision was obscured by the flying blood, which was all his blood.
He had no power to fight back.
In fact, Booth also knew in his heart that as long as the other party acted seriously, there was nothing he could do. The gap in strength was disappointing. It was like an ant and a giant, no, a moth and a flame. He was just a little moth.
.
but……
Booth, who was cut off from the waist, opened his eyes stained red with blood. He looked at the sky and roared. Suddenly, the monster-like body suddenly expanded rapidly. He became less and less human, with fangs growing out of his mouth, and the wounds sprayed.
A large amount of blood mist was released, and the magic power in the blood mist squeezed each other, forming a terrifying propulsive force that flew towards the Demon King in an instant.
Even so, he would risk his life to fight with the other party.
Facing the life-threatening attack, the Demon King didn't hold back at all. He swung his sword and slashed at the opponent mercilessly, cutting him in half with one blow on the head, and then added several more blows at extremely fast speeds. Booth
It instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.
However, at this moment, the devil's eyes suddenly looked at his arm holding the knife. He saw half of his head biting his arm, and it was recovering quickly.
Life is quite tenacious.
The brave man's power makes Booth's monster-like self-healing ability reach the top level. Although his strength is not strong, his vitality is indeed extremely tenacious.
The Demon King raised his left hand and punched his head. With a crisp sound, he turned into a pool of blood again, and all kinds of broken limbs fell from the sky.
Maybe he's not quite dead yet.
However, the devil will no longer let him live any longer.
"Let you be freed now. Consider it my mercy."
He said calmly, then took the knife and pointed it at the fallen limb.
"Extermination magic, death's breath."
In an instant, a giant shadow like the god of death appeared in the sky, and a skull-like face appeared behind the devil with a big mouth. The devil's body turned into the dark mouth of the god of death, and then a black smoke rushed towards the ground.
Boom!
The smoke of death struck the forest, and all the lives it touched in an instant withered away. They turned into the purest energy and returned to the mouth of the God of Death.
Booth and the union's 200,000 troops were wiped out, and no one survived.
At this time, on the other side of the mountain range, the figure of White Durres suddenly appeared in the barren mountains. She floated unsteadily and fell to the ground, holding on to her staff to avoid falling to the ground.
Her clothes were in tatters and her face was bloody. She coughed a few times and then spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Damn it, what kind of monster is that?"
White wiped her mouth and raised her head while gasping. She had never suffered such a loss and felt so powerless. She felt that all the magic she had learned throughout her life was useless in front of him.
It's like a fool who thought he was full of poetry and books, and suddenly met a sage passing by one day, only to realize that everything he had learned was so insignificant.
However, a huge explosion came from the front. Isn't this direction the camp of Kallis?
Her heart sank, and when she looked up, her worst fear had happened. She saw a lot of firelight on the horizon and a layer of gray clouds covering the sky.
White's eyes widened.
Could it be that... this is a trap?
At this time, all the troops stationed in the Kallis Empire had been annihilated by elemental monsters and insect-like monsters emerging from the ground. There were more than 600,000 casualties and the city was reduced to ruins.
A strong wind blew, and a military helmet must have stood on the pile of rocks. There was a long broken cloth belt on it, flying in the wind, but no one was wearing it.
The corpses of the bull-headed mechanical soldiers were piled in a pile, and a white woman sat on the corpse, looking down at the battlefield.
She yawned, looked at the corpses on the ground casually, and said lightly: "It's so boring."