What do you mean by "this is a dating game"?

Nepha didn't know why the human named Daigen wanted to help him.

He had a vague idea that it wasn't just "looks like" but "is"—Dagen was the Demon King of the East!

This is too bizarre to believe.

The most sensible thing to do now is to comply.

Proceed immediately to the evacuation point and leave the beacon tower.

but……

Can't do it.

"Dagen might have a plan; he thinks he can entangle himself with the Spellbreaker. But he's most likely underestimated the opponent's strength. That Spellbreaker's combat power far surpasses that of an ordinary Tier 1!"

Nefar was deeply worried.

"I must use the 'Rallying Order' immediately, or the consequences will be unimaginable!"

We must never let righteous people lose heart.

Every act of kindness deserves a response.

This was Nepha's guiding principle, which he followed throughout his life.

Leaving the camp of the See-Hand Blue Adventurer Group, he ran like the wind, retracing his steps. Moments later, he spotted a hidden cave.

He darted into the cave, circled around to confirm there was no threat, then sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and meditated.

In the pitch-black world, a tiny ember lit up.

Gray, faint, filled with an aura of decay.

This is the fire in his heart.

a year ago.

The autumn air was crisp and clear, but the night was moonless.

While Sera was assassinating the king, several ninth-tier experts from the eastern Scorched Earth came to visit, demanding that Nefarian choose sides.

Choose your mom.

Nefarian immediately sprang into action and fought them!

pity.

They had planned this all along and done their homework. The Sera family is also known for producing "Spellbreakers," making them a perfect match for dealing with Nefarian.

Nefarian escaped severely injured, which was a perfect ending.

With his foundation damaged, his strength greatly diminished.

The once raging fire in his heart was now only the size of a soybean, even smaller than that of a typical first-tier transcendent being.

Around the dim heart flame are nine nested rings.

That is his essence.

At its peak, the essence rings shone brilliantly, each revolving around the heart fire, as beautiful as a work of art.

Today, it is desolate and silent, stagnant and stagnant.

Nefarian focused his mind, channeled his magic, and attacked one of the golden rings—

[The essence of the Abyss Legion Commander].

With his meager magical power, he was unable to activate this essence.

However, each of the essential circular bands is rich in energy. If you actively destroy it, the resulting torrent of frenzied magic is enough to trigger a hundred "Rallying Orders".

All Nephalem needs to do is guide.

Using its own meager magical power as a guide, it gathers the scattered energy.

This movement needs to be quick and steady.

Everything must be done while the core essence belt has just broken and the core abilities can still be activated.

If you slow down even a little, the rallying call spell will be destroyed, and no matter how skillfully you guide it, it will be of no use.

This might be difficult for others.

But for Nefarian, who once reached the pinnacle and was the chief court mage of the Eastern Demon King's city, it was not difficult.

"I can do it, but there will be a price to pay."

Nefa kept his eyes tightly closed.

A click.

In his vision, a crack appeared on the golden ring; destruction had begun, and there was no turning back.

"Even with my most exquisite skills, my current body cannot withstand the impact of the Legion Commander's essence shattering. I won't die, but I'll be severely injured... From now on, let alone reaching the first rank, I'm afraid I won't even be able to walk independently!"

Life is better than death.

But it doesn't matter.

"I should have followed the Demon King... To live a year like this is the act of a coward."

Bang!

The golden ring signifies the collapse of the Legion Commander's essence.

A torrent of powerful magic raged through Nefarian's mind, causing him to bleed from all seven orifices and tremble violently!

Unimaginable pain swept over my entire body, as if my bones were being broken and my heart was being ripped out.

Nefarian's face was contorted as he focused intently and skillfully manipulated his magic, like a lone boat adrift in a raging storm.

He forcefully intervened and precisely manipulated the overflowing torrent of magic, managing to restrain and shrink it. Taking advantage of the fact that the Legion Commander's essence hadn't been completely destroyed, he issued the [Rallying Order]—

launch!

……

……

A swamp of accumulated silt, amidst a mist of blood.

Grapefruit clipped the sensor wand back onto the leg ring and noticed that the blood mist around her had thinned.

"Walk."

Sieg suddenly stood up and called out.

"Where to?"

"Go pick peaches, where else would we go?" Sieg's expression was quite serious. "The Skull-Hunting Maggot is fighting that Lawbreaker. If we don't go and kick him while he's down, when will we?"

What does it mean to kick someone when they're down?

Good or bad.

I love it.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Grapefruit jumped up, holding her wand in both hands, and skipped a few steps to get in front of Sieg.

Not far away.

The sounds of battle shook the heavens!

Sieg pierced through the blood mist, but still could not see the Skull-Hunting Maggot or the Spellbreaker.

But the traces they left behind were too conspicuous.

The weeds were flattened, the trees were broken, and the area around the swamp was in a mess. Suddenly, a wide road appeared before our eyes.

The lawbreakers fought and retreated, while the giant maggots relentlessly pursued them. They fought fiercely, opening up a completely new battlefield.

Grapefruit Cat crouched down behind Sieg and walked along the collapsed path of grass and trees for seven or eight hundred meters before finally seeing the battlefield.

"Ugh!"

The longsword in the Breaker's hand burst into flames, extremely dazzling in the night.

His attacks were sweeping and powerful, each strike carrying a death-defying spirit, crescent moons and full moons sweeping across the battlefield.

If it were a serious opponent, even if I couldn't defeat them, I would definitely make them retreat in defeat.

pity.

His opponent was the leader of the Fire Palace, whose stats were superior to his.

The flaming longsword could only leave a shallow white mark when it struck the giant maggot's body. Some of the strikes were harder, tearing through the skin but failing to penetrate deeply.

A foul-smelling, yellowish-green liquid gushed out, landing in specks on the knife and easily etching a nick into it.

The lawbreaker is at a disadvantage!

A pair of large hands reached out and covered the grapefruit's eyes.

"Hmm? Hmm hmm hmm!"

Grapefruit struggled to her feet, glaring at Sieg with extreme displeasure: "What are you doing! Is this the time for pranks?"

Sieg was speechless.

He shook his head and said, "I've discovered you have a goldfish brain; you can't remember anything! What did I tell you? If you can see the Skull-Hunting Maggot, it can see you too! Keep looking, keep looking, and wait until it sprays a mouthful of 'acidic saliva' in your face, then you'll know you're wrong!"

Oh, this.

"I forgot. Hehe."

"...Who's 'hehe'ing with you! Be serious!"

Sieg is clearly much more professional.

He didn't look at the giant maggots, but stared at the lawbreaker.

The Breaker's golden eyes burned, radiating brilliant light, but there was no longer any composure in those eyes; Sieg saw despair within them.

The jet-black armor coalesced, resisting the blood mist toxins emitted by the Hunting Skull Maggot.

However, compared to the beginning, his armor no longer had a solid feel.

It was illusory and ethereal, as if it would vanish in the next second.

Grapefruit mimicked Sieg's gesture, looked at the Spellbreaker, and quietly raised her wand, saying, "I can cast a spell now."

"Don't rush, I'll go first."

Sieg raised his hands above his head and twisted his waist and hips.

His eyes were fixed on the struggling Spellbreaker, and he let out a roar: "Hey!"

The Dance of the Tengu!