Help! I changed the gender of the male protagonist in the yandere game.

Chapter 76: Demon Pill

"It seems... it worked."

The voice of Lake Master Yuki Yashahime slowly rang out, "Indeed, Baijie. This is the battle against the Snake King one hundred and fifty years ago, as seen from the perspective of the Spear Saint. The 'Trial Dream' you are now entering is a dream woven together by those who died on the battlefield, as well as those who survived."

"Look ahead of you, the battle is underway..."

Bai Jie looked forward and heard a loud bang, with dust flying up. Warriors on horseback and many figures holding spears were desperately attacking the giant centipede. Its body segments covered with a red shell were coiled together, blocking the attacks of knives, spears, swords and arrows.

The centipede bit down on a demon-slaying swordsman, and with its jaws, the man's body was broken in two. His lower half fell off, and his small intestines were scattered all over the ground. He died without even a cry.

"Die!"

Thunder roared from the sky, and a large amount of lightning like curved arrows fell, hitting the centipede like a cannonball.

The giant demon let out a cruel scream as its head was blown to pieces. Explosions and lightning struck in front of the people's formation, and violent airflow, bright light, hot wind and impact force blew over.

The lightning also swept in the surrounding companions. Even though the warriors and swordsmen were wearing armor and protective gear, some were injured by the aftermath of hundreds of lightning explosions. To put it bluntly, this was an attack that did not distinguish between friend and foe.

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, a huge figure appeared.

"Is it the Great Grand Mage? Form a formation...defense!"

Someone shouted in despair.

boom!
A huge fist smashed down, cracking the ground, sending weeds flying and the earth shaking violently.

It was a giant monster called the Great Mage, and a single strike from it could cause devastation like a natural disaster.

The impact of the fist pierced the ground. Rows of shields shattered like leaves. Neither armor nor shields could withstand the strange force. Nearly twenty high-ranking exorcists were shattered to pieces by this blow.

Just as the giant monster let out a triumphant laugh, the magic attack of the magic group came - fire, lightning, strong acid, wind that cuts through the atmosphere, and intensive long-range magic attacks.

This is a bombardment formed by spells.

Iron, fire, wind and thunder are tightly connected and seamless, pouring down.

One explosion followed another, and even the giant monster from the ancient giant tribe could not stop it and was defeated with wailing.

In front of Bai Jie, a huge fireball fell to the ground. Amidst the violent explosion, dozens of strange apes that rushed over were burned to ashes without leaving even bones. A big hole was punched through the ground, and white explosion smoke emerged.

"...What's going on here?"

Baijie was also shocked. Thick smoke rose around him and huge rumbling sounds continued. Everywhere he looked, he saw battles between humans and monsters.

Suddenly, the night wind blew away the white smoke.

A figure floating in the air came closer. It was a dark-skinned warrior wearing ancient armor.

A strong demonic aura emanated from his entire body, and the demon king-level curse barrier formed a sphere that enveloped the warrior's entire body.

This warrior exuded an overwhelming presence simply by floating in the air.

However, the opponent is not a human being, but a powerful demon, the great demon king who stands at the pinnacle of demons.

'This is……'

His body was almost stiff, his mind was blank, and he could only think with intermittent consciousness.

He tensed his nerves, desperately trying to move his stiff body. However, the demon king's presence alone was enough to make him feel like he was being crushed.

The gap between the two sides is so huge, it's like they live in different dimensions.

"Hello again...my friend."

The man in armor greeted.

Bai Jie couldn't even raise his head, and he couldn't see the face of the demon king because the man was wearing a mask.

"Are you planning on hindering me this time?"

The demon king's voice was as calm as the night wind, without a trace of hatred or murderous intent.

——Could this guy be the Scorpion King?!

The thought just flashed through his mind, and Baijie subconsciously raised his spear and pointed it at the figure.

At this moment, fear touched his heart like a centipede's feet. He had to admit that the unimaginable demonic aura emitted by the other party was enough to deeply shock the world.

"A high-level demon, capable of transforming completely into a human form... In the game's settings, I've only seen the setting diagram of the Scorpion King's true form, but never a humanoid portrait?"

...You guessed right.

‘Hehehe. ’

The lake master's voice came from the void.

"The evil master, the Snake Ghost King... This guy is the main event of this trial. If you want to obtain the demon sword Fengmo Pill, you must complete this trial..."

No kidding!
Fighting this thing with several lives wouldn't be enough...

He didn't even have the energy to complain. The eyes of the Demon King under the mask that covered the upper half of his face seemed to be locked on Bai Jie. The demonic gaze distorted the composition of the atmosphere and seemed to increase the air pressure.

"……interesting."

He seemed to think for a moment before a smile appeared on his face. "Well...it's time to end this ill-fated relationship."

The Scorpion King merely declared, and the pressure of the demonic energy surrounding him surged. Faced with the overwhelming wave of cursed energy, Baijie felt as if he were being torn apart by a violent wind.

No, it wasn't an illusion. The atmosphere was truly altered by the demonic energy. The weeds on the hills rustled in the wind, and the leaves swirled in swirls.

The demon king looked down and drew the long sword from his waist. He declared, "Prepare to die!"

These words were filled with endless coldness and an absolute and irrefutable tone.

"coming soon."

The whistling powerful pressure made Bai Jie feel suffocated, but he had no room to retreat. A flash of knife appeared in front of his eyes, and a long and wide silver light passed over his head, almost cutting his head open.

Amidst the loud explosion, the scarlet-painted spear and sword collided, scattering sparks and metallic sounds.

Bai Jie thrust out the spear in his hand. He neither retreated nor ran away.

"Things like pressure and murderous intent... the Gun Master already has enough of them."

He stepped on the weeds and fallen leaves, and at the moment before the spear blade fell, he raised his spear and stabbed it upwards. The spear shot out like lightning and deflected the knife in the demon king's hand.

——I can do it!?

The knife light was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, but he could touch it.

Baijie mobilized his senses, and even if he couldn't see, he used other organs to replace his eyes.

No, not just the eyes. We also have ears, nose, tongue, and skin, using them to sense our own state and the outside world.

"it is good."

The evil leader, the Snake Ghost King, swung his sword, and the sword light flashed like a flash. Every blow of the sharp blade could tear through armor, shatter the earth and cut through the void.

Bai Jie thrust out the gun in his hand, tracing the trajectory of the blade. Sparks flew between the gun and the blade, and dozens of intersecting silver lights appeared between them.

The space where the Demon King and Baijie were located was filled with countless thrusts and slashes of swords and spears, and both sides used all their life's sword and spear skills to compete with each other.

It was at this moment that Bai Jie realized the power of the Spear Saint he now possessed. His body was extremely light, but within this lightness there was an unimaginable stability, just like his Dantian area, which had a stable sphere that could change its center of gravity at any time.

"Spear Saint, so this is how you fight?!"

He was surprised and delighted.

Although Baijie was able to steal the Spear Saint's fighting style through the "Power of Mirror Image" in his dreams in the past, the copying effect was not perfect.

He always believed that it was more like trying to draw a tiger but ended up drawing a dog. He thought that if he wanted to master the power of mirroring to this extent, he would not be able to truly comprehend the unique skills of the Spear Master.

"This method of fighting is truly amazing..."

Bai Jie was unable to accurately describe what he had experienced at this moment. What he could be sure of was that in this "body of the gun saint", everything about himself was transparent inside and out.

The most amazing thing is that the Gun Master can perfectly control his center of gravity. Every inch of his body can use the center of gravity to transfer power to every corner through instinct and the transfer of power between muscles.

The dantian area of ​​the Gun Saint seemed like a strange sphere condensed from mercury. It could be large or small, hard or soft, and could be moved at will. It could even be divided into many parts and distributed to every tiny and remote muscle bundle.

This allowed the Gun Master to split and shift the sphere with every movement, evenly distributing the center of gravity across different locations. In other words, for the Gun Master, there was no such thing as "losing balance."

The same goes for the use of spiritual power. Just as Yashahime said before, the total amount of spiritual power of the Spear Saint is not particularly strong, but he can use every bit of refined spiritual power to perfection.

In conjunction with the adjustment of the center of gravity, the Spear Saint's distribution of spiritual power in every attack is also skillful and effortless.

External attacks would be unloaded, diverted and eliminated by the Spear Saint's perfect use of the spear. Those unbearable parts would even be transferred to his feet. The Demon King's lightning-fast slash, which contained superhuman strength, did not touch the Spear Saint at all.

"Bang!"

The two weapons intertwined with each other, and then quickly separated, blocking and parrying, everything was smooth and natural.

The words "transformation of strength" emerged in Bai Jie's mind. The Spear Saint's fighting method has gone beyond the scope of spearmanship. When defending, his body can transfer and disperse the enemy's strength, even the attacks of spiritual power and demonic energy are no exception; when attacking, he can also condense the scattered strength into one at any time, break through the surface with a point, and easily break through the enemy's defense.

The two men attacked and moved at the same time, their movements so fast that they were difficult to see with the naked eye. Scarlet sparks flew when the spear blades and long swords collided, and clanging sounds were heard continuously.

He and the Demon King ignored the battlefield around them and broke through from the center. The swords they swung could make flying spells ineffective, the spears they stabbed could penetrate flesh and blood like lightning, and the slashes they made could cut the monsters and exorcists who approached them in half.

The strong wind raised by the knife and the gun cut through the air and turned into a swirling strange wind. A big ghost with horns happened to get close to it and was sucked in. The whole body made a dull sound, and a huge waterfall of blood burst out, and the remaining limbs were torn into pieces.

Bai Jie and the Demon King ignored everything around them, and while fighting and moving, they opened up a bloody path.

Around the two of them, the sounds of swords, explosions, flashes of light, flames and sorcery were flying everywhere, and the sounds of death, blood, and screams continued.

"As expected of my friend, I can't kill you with just this one sword. It seems I can only use the 'Feng Mo Wan'."

As the demon king spoke, he drew another sword. He had three swords at his waist, but he had only drawn one before. Now, the scorpion king unsheathed a long sword that emanated a red and black demonic aura—a slightly curved katana with wavy patterns. The jet-black blade's hilt was adorned with plum and crane designs.

"Take the move!"

The eyes under the demon king's mask became as sharp as a blade, and he slowly raised the demon sword Feng Mowan in his left hand.

"——Secret Sword: Heavenly Plowing Mud!!!"

In an instant, the blade turned into a pitch-black lightning, and rushed forward with a torrent of force.

(End of this chapter)