Heart of the Castle

Chapter 165 The Powerful Demon Lord

While the refugee camp was in panic and chaos, the demon lord finally joined the battle. This giant demon was wearing thick and sturdy metal armor, and walked with heavy steps, trampling on the corpse of the imp.The huge figure seemed to cover even the sky, casting an ominous shadow on the faces of the people who were fighting to the death.

A dozen or so brave militiamen, led by a pikeman, stabbed out the spears in their hands in unison. With the size of the Demon Lord, it was obviously difficult to avoid the sudden appearance of the steel jungle.However, Lord Demon had no intention of avoiding it. The spear pierced its body and broke after making a harsh friction sound. Only the pikeman's refined spear hit the gap in the armor. Because Lord Demon's body is extraordinarily strong, the spear Just plunged into a depth of a few centimeters, and had no choice but to get stuck there.

With a flash of red light, Lord Demon Lord's great sword let out a roar that tore through the air, and landed on the heads of this group of brave men.In the hands of Lord Demon, who is four meters tall, it is enough to be called a great sword. One can imagine the size of this cruel weapon that shone with red light.The blade of this scorching greatsword wasn't even sharp, but under the horrific power of the demon lord, the head of the pikeman who bore the brunt, including the helmet he was wearing, was completely shattered.

Fragments of blood, flesh, and bone burst and splashed on the bodies and faces of the surrounding militiamen.The militiamen witnessed this terrible scene, and suddenly fear overwhelmed everything. They screamed, dropped the weapons in their hands, and wanted to run away from Lord Demon regardless.

Lord Demon's ferocious laughter was earth-shattering, and he swung his great sword again. Every time the great sword roared, the torn human body was thrown around.The Demon Lord continued this horrible scene, striding across the array of the militia, and the spears that the militia mustered up their courage to stab at it, under the wave of the fiery red sword, broke like fragile straws .

The long hiss of the war horse suddenly sounded, and Lord Demon's participation in the battle represented the arrival of the final opportunity for victory. The old knight Herbert, who had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, gave a loud shout, and a white fighting spirit radiated from his whole body, holding up the "Holy Light" long sword.

"Cavalry, target Demon Lord, charge!"

A total of sixty cavalrymen urged the horses under their crotches together, and the sound of hooves was like continuous drums. With an indomitable momentum, they rushed towards the huge figure that set off a bloody storm in the phalanx of spears.

The momentum of the cavalry charge was so great that Lord Demon could easily sense it. He spewed out a black smoke mixed with tongues of fire from his wide open mouth, and laughed like a hyena, and charged towards the cavalry. go up.

There was a hint of joy on Herbert's face.

Lord Demon's fighting power is very powerful, not inferior to a knight with the title of baron holding a sword, but even a baron holding a sword cannot rely on his own strength to defeat the group charge of dozens of cavalry head-on.Relying on his formidable power and solid armor, Lord Demon actually launched a counter-charge against the cavalry. This was exactly what the old knight wanted to see the most.

Under the infusion of fighting spirit, the "Holy Light" long sword became more condensed in white light, burning like a cluster of pure white flames in Herbert's hands.The distance between the cavalry and Lord Demon was rapidly approaching, and the grudge in the old knight's body had been stimulated to the peak. Surrounded by the dazzling white light, he looked like a majestic god.

20 meters!This distance was almost reached in the blink of an eye, and Herbert let out a low growl, "Lower the spear, ready to stab!" The knights who followed him immediately lowered their erected spears, pointing their sharp spears at Lord Demon Everywhere in the body.

The corner of Lord Demon's mouth twitched suddenly, revealing a cunning and ferocious smile.Herbert keenly caught this ominous omen, but before he could make any reaction, a scorching red light had already erupted from the outstretched hands of Lord Demon.

This piece of red light is like a sea of ​​fire, with many black and red fireballs floating in it, each of which is expanding violently, exuding an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Lianzhu fireball!" The name of this terrible magic flashed in Herbert's mind, and the old knight's heart was soaked in the bitterness of regret at that moment.Lianzhu fireball is one of the innate skills mastered by the demon lord. Herbert, who has experienced the last catastrophe, is no stranger to it.He should have thought of this possibility and taken precautions in advance.However, it was too late now, the old knight only shouted "My kind father..." and he ran into the red light with his horse.

The knights and cavalry who followed closely behind Herbert also had no time to react. Only a dozen or so cavalry at the end had time to rein in, gazing at the sea of ​​red light that suddenly appeared in front of them with horrified eyes.

Violent explosions and screams sounded in succession from the sea of ​​red light. Lord Demon let out a roar of victory. Regardless of the power of the continuous fireballs not completely dissipating, he swung his big sword and rushed towards the dissipating red light.

The power of Lianzhu fireball is relatively scattered. Although it is an advanced magic, in fact, the damage to a single target is not much increased compared with the intermediate fireball.For knights who have comprehended fighting spirit, Lianzhu fireball is not very terrible, but for those elite light cavalry, it is a very fatal blow.

There were more than 40 light cavalry who fell into the range of the sea of ​​red light, and almost all of them were wiped out in the scorching explosion.Although there were no casualties among the knights who rushed in following Herbert, everyone's mounts were blown to death on the spot, and they also suffered minor or severe burns.

The demon lord ignored the injured knights, but rushed towards the cavalry outside the range of the continuous fireball.It is very aware of the tenacity of the knights. Even if the continuous fireballs have caused them to lose their horses and suffer injuries, they are still not opponents that can be easily dealt with.However, those cavalry without knights were different. They lost their indomitable momentum of charging, and they were just a group of lambs who were powerless to fight back in front of Lord Demon.

Lord Demon rushed forward unstoppably. His heavy footsteps made the horses of the cavalry unsteady. The fiery red sword imprinted sharp rays of light in the air. A cavalry man and horse fell to the ground.

Dragunson, who was killing the little devil on the left flank of the militia, saw this scene, and immediately felt his whole body stiffen, it was a feeling of being shrouded in the shadow of certain death.Dragonson's physical strength is second to none in Viscount Lane, and as a knight, he is by no means lacking in courage. However, when Lord Demon wields a big sword and does not retreat an inch under the charge of the cavalry, it sets off waves of blood At that time, Dragongsun still really felt the taste of terror.

With a sound of "clang", a steel fork stabbing towards Dragunson's face was picked away by a long sword stretched out from the side. The owner of the long sword - Chester Knight was covered in blood and panting, Slashing continuously with the long sword, drove away the little devils around Dragunson, and sent out a hasty question.

"Master Dragunson, what's the matter with you, are you okay?"

"I, I'm fine!" Draconson gritted his teeth, and an evil fire of anger at his cowardice rushed into his chest. He suddenly let out a thunderous roar, and rushed forward with great strides. His big sword swished wildly in front of him like light and shadow, making a swishing sound.With the flurry of sword light, the head of the little devil in front of him, the arm clenched on the steel fork, rose and fell in the air with bright red blood foam, and the remaining little devils screamed in fear and backed away again and again.

Dragonson stepped on the little demon's body and rushed all the way, and swooped towards the back of the demon lord.The murderous aura of the high-ranking knight was so fierce that Lord Demon also sensed it and stopped his progress. He turned his body around, and the great sword let out a shrill roar, and Ling Feng slashed towards him.

The two-handed sword stained with the blood of the devil and the fiery red sword collided with each other, causing countless sparks and piercing clangs.Dragunson barely defended against Lord Demon's heavy slash, then roared and counterattacked, the sword in both hands brushed against the armor on Lord Demon's chest, causing a series of sparks.

Lord Demon took a half step back, looked at the shallow sword mark on the breastplate, and a cold killing intent flashed in his blood-red eyes.

"Huh, interesting human beings, please report your name!"

"Viscount Lane, high-ranking knight Dragunson! Lord Demon, I, Dragunson, will take your head!" Dragongson raised his two-handed sword with his powerful arms, without any hesitation. He roared weakly, but a thin blood snake had already emerged from between his fingers, winding down his arm.

(End of this chapter)