Chapter 112 [Devil King]

"No, this development is wrong. Damn it! Where did it go wrong?"

The plan has gotten out of control.

The left arm that was cut off earlier has been bandaged. The techniques he used when he was an active spirit contract user more than ten years ago are not unfamiliar, but Stan's expression is now as gloomy as water.

He had expected to some extent that there were spirits secretly protecting the other party.

It was as if the other party was showing weakness to the enemy and hiding secretly because he did not want to highlight the uniqueness of Xia Shimi, the spirit envoy.

Aren’t they the same?
This was the first time that the profound will had clearly spoken a divine oracle.

Stan was prepared to summon a "special spirit" in times of crisis.

Even though this would come at a price, the pollution of the abyss would further erode his sanity, and he might become a deranged madman at any time.

But Stan thought it didn't matter.

Because he is different from other traitors who are afraid of death, just want to be fence-sitters and follow the winner, and have evil intentions.

He had a lofty "ideal" in his heart, at least he thought so.

but.

I know you have guards.
But I didn't expect that the strength of this guard was directly that of a [World-class] spirit contract!
The founding princess of the Magic Age, and the guards who have always accompanied her since she was a child.

The leader of the Royal Knights, he has achieved great success in past battles against the Abyss and is known as the Strangler and Executioner in the Shadow.

They even dared to send out this person who could be regarded as an absolute trump card——

No, that girl, it should be said her spirit.

The black-haired boy who appeared in the prophecy and was taken very seriously by both the Abyss and Lelyn Lilivis.

Who was he before he died?

What achievements had he made that deserved such attention from so many high-ranking beings? ?
"With my qualifications, I was able to summon that special individual. Even with the bonus of the Blood Moon, he could only barely touch the threshold of the initial stage of the World-shaking Stage."

Stan's eyes were gloomy. "Half an hour. No, even if it only takes 20 minutes."

In fact, it stands to reason.

As long as they could delay the guard, a dozen of them would have to deal with a girl who lacked ether and whose spirit was not around.

Let alone twenty minutes, if they can't finish it within five minutes, they will be unworthy of the blood on their hands.

However, things once again went beyond expectations.

The white-haired girl dived into the woods indifferently. She seemed to be able to ignore the influence of the blood moon and took the initiative to attack several times with absolute calmness.

If they faced the enemy head on, she would not be a match for the Abyss Brigade. However, in order to prevent her from escaping, Stan and the others had to actively disperse their forces to surround her.

——And that girl seemed to have watched the tactical interweaving at a very close distance and remembered all the details of the command in her heart.

She turned into a pale white ghost that swept through the night. Every time a gunshot rang out, someone would be seriously injured and leave.

Under tight time pressure.

Unconsciously, the identities of hunter and prey have quietly reversed.

"If there are Abyss Bloods nearby, we can command those beasts to help search and capture them. But there is not even a single one left around here?"

Stan looked around and cursed in a deep voice.

“Even if this place is not the activity area of ​​higher-level broken entities, it shouldn’t be cleaned so cleanly!”

"Has the Alliance gone crazy and organized a joint hunt in this area recently?"

at this time.

Brush, the trees beside rustled.

"—!"

Stan's eyes were bloodshot. He jumped up alertly, staring at the bushes beside him as if frightened, and slashed down fiercely with the huge sword held in his right hand.

It was not until the successive sword shadows created deep pits with flying dust that he realized it was just the wind blowing.

It wasn't the ghostly girl hiding in there.

"damn it."

Stan gritted his teeth again. He was angry at himself for being so nervous. He was also angry that tonight's hunt would most likely end in failure.

He didn't even know how many of their group would escape if they delayed any longer!

"The enemy not only refused to surrender, but also dared to attack me, so I surrounded a group of them and carried out a campaign to wipe them out. " "Huh"

The burly man calmed his breathing.

Deep in his eyes, the turbid purple light gnawed at his sanity like a crawling plague.

Right now, there is only one solution left.

【abyss】.

Since the war era, no human has known what the so-called abyss looks like.

Even during the war era, it was said that only the commander who led many original spirits had ever truly reached the depths of the Demonic Abyss.

So, now it’s in the textbooks in college.

The current state of the Abyss can only be deduced from the summoned local spirits and the documents confiscated from the eroded areas.

"It was a huge, deep, dark and bottomless rift that ran across the entire land."

——This is the most common description of the Abyss today.

But it is not so.
At least, not entirely true.

Stan was trembling all over. He took a deep breath, then pointed the giant sword directly at his abdomen and pushed down with his only remaining hand.

“Ughhhhhhhhhh!!”

Blood spread along with screams.

However, strange purple lines flowed along his blood, spreading on the ground, and the color gradually became darker.

If it is the "ownerless abyss" - then yes, the rift that stretches for thousands of miles in reality is the only entity.

But now.

The abyss, the endless abyss blood species, all the creatures with polluted blood in this fallen and broken space and time now have their own king.

The new master has come to rule the Abyss Realm. Her thoughts are the thoughts of the Abyss Blood Race, and wherever her eyes touch is the Abyss.

That is the highest and only one.

【Devil King】.

"Haaah.haaa"

Stan half-knelt on the ground with a pale face and in pain, but the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a smile of victory.

Through the connection established with the Abyss over a decade.

As a believer, he increased the degree of erosion like completing a quest. Even though he was once a human, he is now closer to a broken entity.

Plus the identity of the messenger who accepted the prophecy this time.

He successfully communicated with the "Demon King" in the distant abyss through sacrifice.

——It doesn’t matter even if she dies. As long as even a little bit of that adult’s power can be brought here, Xia Shimi will still be dead for sure!

The scarlet blood on the ground slowly condensed and floated up like a mirror.

Part of the figure of the "Demon King" was revealed.

That's a girl.

She sat on the cold throne, the flickering candles lit up the surroundings. It was a dark and silent palace.

Countless guards in armor were half-kneeling on both sides, looking as dull as puppets.

But even through a blood mirror thousands of miles away, one can sense that the magic power of each of these guards is no less than that of a world-class spirit.

But these "special individuals" blessed by the abyss are in front of the girl who is reclining on the throne with her eyes closed in a lazy look.

But he is only fit to kneel on one knee and be a servant.

Her short light blonde hair fell to her shoulders. She wore a gorgeous swallowtail dress with bat-like wings on her back. She seemed to be sleeping on her throne.

The purple lines representing the erosion of the abyss spread from her neck all the way to her snow-white profile, adding to her enchanting beauty.

And now.

As if being woken up, the young girl demon king slowly raised her eyelids, and her eyes, as indifferent and weird as the blood moon, quietly looked into the void.

(End of this chapter)

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