Covered in red moon steel scales like dragon scales, Phileos looked like a different species.
A leopard with a lin...a leopard with dragon scales...etc. In short, he has entered the realm of monsters.
And those scales shouldn't be difficult to remove, after all, they are embedded in the flesh. He did this not to win, but to not lose. Just to not lose, he turned himself into a monster.
But it is also an invulnerable monster.
Paramedis sighed. Philaeos was already like this, and the bleeding attack of the Luna Steel Spear would hardly be effective on him. The only remaining method was to use more powerful attacks to penetrate those Red Moon Steels.
The scales directly injured Philaeos' internal organs.
So, Palamedes used a special cloth to wipe off the bleeding rosin, and then re-coated the gun head with lightning rosin. When struck, the gun head emitted shining lightning.
In fact, the difference in hardness between Red Moon Steel and Luna Steel is not that big. However, the power of attack can always easily defeat the power of defense. A piercing blow with all the strength of Paramedis can penetrate the Red Moon Steel Scale Armor.
, and let the spear pierce Philaeos' body.
Just pierce it in. Then the strong electric current will complete the next thing, electrocuting Philaeos's whole body, making him lose the ability to resist.
That high-voltage electricity may be fatal to ordinary people, but as a leopard man, Phileos is physically strong and should at least not die.
"Please, don't die!" Palamedes also muttered this sentence silently, then rushed forward with his gun.
The lance head of the Luna Steel lance rotates at high speed. In addition to being able to split into a trident, this specially constructed lance can also rotate the lance head. The former increases the attack area, and the latter strengthens the penetration ability.
Not only that, at the moment when Palamedes stabbed the spear, the body of the spear also lengthened significantly, because Luna Steel itself is a special steel made by utilizing the space collapse effect. As long as it is made with special
This method restores the compressed space, and it can be enlarged, stretched, or even transformed at will.
This ever-expanding spear, coupled with Palamedes' super-high-speed piercing attack, instantly turned into a solid bolt of lightning, piercing straight towards Philaeos, and then penetrated——
The calf of Pheleos the Leopard.
...What's going on? He didn't hit the abdomen! He was clearly aiming for the abdomen!
Row!
Before being affected by the lightning, Philaeos used the Red Moon Steel Short Spear to cut off his right leg immediately and then retreated.
The red moon steel scales on his right leg also flew away from the fallen leg, and then quickly gathered together on Phileos' regenerated right leg, fitting together, and once again fully protecting the Leopard Man's new growth.
right leg!
He just gave up one of his legs like a lizard?!
Although it is true that he can grow new legs with his self-healing ability, is this too outrageous? Moreover, those red moon steel scales seem to be alive, and will automatically detach from the leg he abandoned.
It was then attached to his newly grown leg and fit perfectly. Those scales were very strange, maybe they were some kind of small golem.
Palamedes had heard reports from Bedivere before and knew that the Sphinx Consortium had mastered a certain technology called "Legion System Prototype" and could control strange golems to fight. He
I just didn't expect that the scales attached to Phileos' body now were the golem.
And why did Palamedes miss the target with his previous blow? He was clearly aiming for Philaeos's stomach. It was impossible to miss with a straight thrust, and it was almost impossible to dodge a super-high-speed thrust.
!The attack was strangely deflected by a large margin, and finally landed on Phileos’ feet!
It's like there is some powerful force deflecting the attack. It's so strange!
No, it's not strange. Palamedes saw clearly that there was some slight distortion of the air next to Philaeos in front of him.
That was an illusion. Something like optical camouflage, but not that advanced. It only slightly deflected the air, distorting the scenery around Phileos.
The "abdomen" that Palamedes aimed at just now was not actually the abdomen. The moment the spear was thrust out, Phileos moved his position. It's just that the distortion of the air made Palamedes see an illusion, or an afterimage.
, causing his attack to hit the wrong place.
Now Philaeos' figure keeps shaking, sometimes high and sometimes low, now left and now right, as if he is jumping sideways repeatedly at a very high speed. Palamedes knows that the constant shaking is just the "air" that creates illusions.
"Bubble", but it is impossible to know whether Phileos himself is also moving or whether he is standing still. Accurate aiming will become extremely difficult, and non-precise aiming cannot cause serious damage to Phileos, who has the ability to regenerate.
harm.
"Not bad, you really know how to use your brain." Even Palamedes praised: "You're stalling my time in this way, right?"
"I'm sorry, that's all I can do." Phileos replied in a low voice. His voice seemed to have been processed by the "air bubble" and came from all directions like echoes, making it impossible to hear and identify the voice.
He just didn't want to be hit by Paramedes. At least it wasn't a critical hit. If his arms and legs were hit, he could be out of danger by cutting them off instantly. In short, it would be fine if he didn't get stabbed in the chest and abdomen.
What should we do? If we continue like this, Phileos will successfully delay the time. The purpose of the people of the Sphinx Consortium is just to successfully launch the [Final Destruction Command], and now there is less than an hour left before it is launched!
"I'm going to intervene." Eric, the strategist who was watching the battle, said: "Although I can't attack him directly, I can use telekinesis to control the shield to block his path and hinder his movement. You can take the opportunity to defeat him."
"Let me help, my friend." Solar also said: "Although attacking him directly will cause me to be bounced away, I will create a moment of opportunity for you. You can take advantage of that opportunity to hit him.
Come on, my friend."
"Wait, wait a minute!" Palamedes said anxiously: "You are talking as if you want me to kill Philaeos in the next blow? He is my brother and he is a person who has raised me. I can't.
Kill him!"
"Are you still hesitating now?" Eric said coldly: "They plan to smash this space station to the ground, killing hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of millions of people. If we don't stop them, no one can
Stop them! I don’t care whether he is your brother or your father. If you don’t kill him, tens of millions of people will die. If you exchange one of his lives for countless lives, you still need to hesitate?!"
"That's not how this account is settled!" Palamedes said angrily.
"This account has always been settled like this." Phileos snorted with a hint of irony: "Sacrifice the lives of a few people to save the lives of more people. That's what you people who call yourself heroes and saviors do.
Yes, we do the same. But we see further than you. We would rather let tens of millions of people on the surface lose their lives than let the ancients succeed and let more people die or be enslaved. We are all the same
Yes, Palamedes. Even if your hands are stained with blood, you must stick to your beliefs."
"Your belief is a mistake." The Leopard Man Demon King snorted: "What ancient people are about to take back this space station, what ancient people are resurrected and enslave the world. That kind of thing is too far away, who cares! For such remoteness, there is no limit.
Taking away the lives of countless people because of something that happened? Are you crazy!"
"Then just kill me!" Phileos emphasized again: "Kill me to prove that you are right! Just do it for what you firmly believe in and kill your relatives! You don't even have the consciousness to kill me.
,Why do you think you can save the world?"
"Damn it...!" Palamedes tightened his grip on the spear in his hand: "No... you have to... force me!"
"Do it, Paramy!" Phileos urged: "You don't have time, do you?"
Palamedes did not continue speaking, and raised his gun. The Luna steel spear smeared with lightning rosin shone brighter and brighter, as if he had smeared more rosin on it.
"Don't interfere, I can take care of it." The Leopard Man Demon King whispered.
"Philaos, do you know that I have become the Demon King?"
"I've heard that your wife used that serum to resurrect you, right?" Phileos replied: "But the devil or something, are you kidding? It's just a word game, just to give you a title.
And you put it on purposely?"
"No." Palamedes jumped back to make more room for sprinting and running: "Well, this [Demon King] is actually——"
More than ten hours ago.
"Speaking of which," Palamedes, who was lying on the bed, asked his wife in a low voice: "What kind of devil am I [the devil]?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Vivian said angrily: "The devil is the devil. The original meaning of the devil is called [the devil], and there is nothing else."
"I understand what you mean." Paramedis turned around: "But, don't you demons also have the distinctions of succubi, night demons, and dream demons? Different demons have different special abilities, so
It’s just a name that’s deliberately used to distinguish it, isn’t it? So I’m wondering, as a [Demon King], do I also have any special abilities that would allow me to be called a [Some kind of Demon King]?”
"Maybe there will be. When the original serum from the birth of the demon has changed your body structure, you may have some special abilities. But [the demon king's] abilities are all randomly derived, have no fixed form, and are difficult to use.
A specific name defines [Demon King]. If you really want to define yourself as [Demon King], wouldn't you just name it yourself? [Leopard Demon King] or something."
"It sounds so shameful."
A blue vein appeared on Vivian's forehead: "Otherwise, what else can you call me? I'm just a scientist, not a novelist or a playwright. I'm not that romantic, and I can't give you a nice name for this [Devil King]. You yourself
Can't you just come up with a name? Don't bother me!"
"But I just want you to help me think about it, Vivian." Paramedis whispered into his wife's ear: "I can become the [Devil King] because of your gift. So you name it."
This [Demon King] is the best. It doesn’t matter if it’s not romantic, just use your common sense as a scientist to name it.”
"Even if you say this, I have no inspiration for a while..."
"Wouldn't it be good to name it after what happened during the previous physical examination?" Palamedes reminded: "Although I don't understand what it was about at all. Maybe as a scientist, you will understand it more thoroughly.
?"
"It was just an accident. The instrument used for testing was just wrong."
"No, you should know better than me. It's not a problem with the instrument." Big Cat snorted: "Otherwise you wouldn't have changed the instrument three times for testing, trying to confirm clearly. Tell me, what exactly is the cause of that phenomenon?
What is my ability? What kind of devil am I?"
Vivian sighed, and finally said what she didn't want to say: "Palami, have you heard of the [Four Divine Beasts of Physics]?"