Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 514: Krypton Escape: The Art of Spending Money

The Flesh Robe Demon is very strong.

When testing the Black Mountain Demon, the Meat Robe Demon performed extremely well in the face of some ordinary bosses or even more difficult ones, and there were many cases where he killed the opponents instantly.

But we also have to look at who its opponent is.

At this moment, facing the full-strength Silgaron, even without exerting his full strength, the Flesh Robe Demon could only be a relatively solid sandbag.

Occasionally, when he found an opportunity to launch a counterattack, he would be seen through by Xilugalon, making it difficult to hit the opponent.

That is to say, the Flesh Robe Demon inherited many practical skills from the Dungeon King, and with the blessing of his own talents, he has terrifying resilience, which is why he was able to entangle Silgaron so tightly.

But, even so.

The Black Mountain Demon could still see that the Valkyrie was approaching him while dealing with so many subordinate monsters.

And it’s incredibly fast!

Her battle with the Flesh Robe Demon had already left afterimages!

What’s even more terrifying is... it only took a few seconds for the Black Mountain Demon to summon the Flesh Robe Demon!
Seeing this, the Black Mountain Demon knew clearly in his heart that if his Saint Fire Form disappeared or the Flesh Robe Demon was defeated, he would have no chance of survival.

Fortunately, he was not idle just now. After summoning the Flesh-Robed Demon, he started his plan without stopping.

"I hope this thing can be of some use..."

At this time, the Black Mountain Demon no longer has the confidence he had at the beginning.

Just kidding, the fighting power displayed by this Valkyrie can only be described as terrifying.

To defeat her...

After I get the fire fragments first, maybe I can see a little hope...

So, no matter what...get the Fire Fragment first!

Krypton escape: the art of spending lots of money!
The Black Mountain Demon's eyes focused, and the flames of war gathered in his hands. He began to throw high-level consumables one after another as if they were free.

"Fear Cage!"

"Dragon Strike!"

"World-destroying meteor swarm!"

"..."

Instantly, a continuous stream of stored magic and prayers swept across the entire battlefield. Black cages kept appearing under Xirugalon's feet, and the sky was filled with meteors and illusory dragon claws.

The roar and the sound of the earth breaking on the battlefield were deafening, as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing.

Such a terrifying attack forced Xilugalon to pause his attack for a moment and start focusing on dodging and responding.

What is very exciting is that Xilugalon finally lost blood under such an attack!
Although the loss is not much, it is still an extremely remarkable improvement!
Of course, it’s not all good news for the Black Mountain Demon.

The only bad news is that these consumable attacks do not distinguish between friend and foe, and many subordinate monsters have fallen under the meteorites and dragon claws.

But this is actually nothing to the Black Mountain Demon, as he has plenty of magic beads.

It can even be said that everything that had been done before, including the Saint of Fire and the Melting Demon, was a prelude to the current offensive.

Look, the effect is very obvious, Xilugalon lost blood!
Swah——

Just when the Black Mountain Demon was feeling quite proud of this, a blood-red energy came straight towards him.

The Black Mountain Demon's pupils shrank.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, a meteorite happened to pass in front of him and blocked this extremely fatal blow.

The Black Mountain Demon suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

If he had been hit by this attack just now, even if he didn't die, his money-throwing offensive would have to pause for a moment. There was absolutely no way that Xilugalon would miss such an opportunity.

In order to make his spellcasting safer and avoid accidental injuries, the Black Mountain Demon directly chose to merge into the Meat Robe Demon and live a life of luxury.

Time passed slowly. The attack of the Black Mountain Demon was very effective, and Silgaron's health bar was reduced by nearly one-fifth!

This can be said to be the highest progress made by players so far!

However, the Black Mountain Demon was not happy at all, and his mood became worse and worse.

This is not because his consumables are running out, but because his Saint Fire Form and Fire Power are running out!
as predicted.

After a while, the Black Mountain Demon's body automatically withdrew from the Flesh Robe Demon.

As the Saint's fire form disappeared, the originally solid body of the Flesh Robe Demon began to show signs of splitting, and the monster's struggling movements became more and more obvious.

Finally, the Flesh Robe Demon lost the support of the power of fire and was forced to split back into three monsters.

Under such circumstances, the Black Mountain Demon's attack paused uncontrollably for a moment.

However, the Black Mountain Demon was unwilling to give up, and subconsciously wanted to eat some recovery wax to continue.

However, a bloody cool breeze blew past.

The Black Mountain Little Demon looked back, and the last thing he saw was the cold halberd blade...

Spicy balls!

The Black Mountain Demon's heart skipped a beat.

……

As players work hard on the Path of Fire and the Trial of the Flame, the stories of other people in this world continue to be written.

After many days, Claymore returned to Candlewood Island again, came to the Forest of Years, and found Letalie.

After eating some of the food Letalie gave him and chatting with him, Letalie obviously noticed that Claymore was in a low mood.

"What's wrong with you? You don't look happy?"

The two sat down on the grass by the lake, and Letalie looked at Claymore with concern.

"..." Facing Letali's question, Claymore was silent for a while, and finally spoke: "Blackface is dead, and Bullhorn is nowhere to be found..."

When Letalie heard what Claymore said, she was stunned and finally understood why Claymore was in a low mood.

Blackface and Bullhorn can be said to be Claymore's few true friends in the Fire Temple. They have been helping him since he first stepped into the Fire Temple.

But now, one of these two good friends died suddenly and the other is missing.

The Fire Temple was huge and crowded, and Claymore always felt like he didn't fit in.

"If... if I had gone back earlier... maybe this wouldn't have happened..." Claymore regretted it.

"I'm sorry, Claymore, I shouldn't have kept you so long..." Letalie's ears drooped, feeling a little lost.

Seeing this, Claymore immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly waved his hands to explain that this was not the reason.

Of course, he wasn't complaining about the Candle Keeper. After all, no one could have imagined such a thing.

Therefore, Claymore's regret and anger come more from the invisible and intangible... fate.

Thinking of this, Claymore was silent for a moment, then looked at Letalie and asked a question seriously: "Letalie...is everything that happens in the world determined by fate?"

"I don't know..." Letalee shook her head.

Not to mention her, the answer to this question is probably unknown even to the great gods above...

Claymore stared at the lake for a moment.

After a moment, he stood up again with a determined look and spoke word by word.

"I'm going to avenge Blackface... and find the Horns."

(End of this chapter)