Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Although the posture was somewhat indecent, no one saw this scene because An Ran had already been smashed into the alternate dimension.

"Ok?"

An Ran lifted the panda off her belly and looked around. The unstable spatial system told her that this could not possibly be the main space.

"The spatial blockade has been lifted!"

An Ran quickly brought up the skill panel.

Just as she expected, the red "error" warning sign had disappeared.

"I don't know why, but it helped me a lot!"

An Ran's face was beaming with a joyful smile.

Thanks to someone, her weakness was made up for.

……

"The snake moved!"

Samuel, the "young" grandmaster who came from outside the Central Region to provide support, stared nervously at the ancient god Longka.

The enormous winged serpent slowly awoke from its slumber.

The first thing to move was its enormous tail, which stretched for hundreds of kilometers.

It seemed to pass through the otherworldly space that had been dormant there, as if traversing water stained black with ink, with a rumbling sound...

The loud sound sank straight into my heart, and I could clearly see the surrounding space fluctuating. Even the huge star in the distance looked like a smashed egg due to the distortion of space.

Samuel felt an immense pressure that was no less than that of Sulayen.

Especially after those tightly closed eyes opened, revealing their golden pupils.

The once lifeless starry sky suddenly came alive!

They were simply enveloped in Longka's murderous aura.

"There's nothing to worry about. A newly revived monster can't possibly be as strong as Sulaiman! Don't be fooled by its large size; it's actually a disadvantage in battle!"

The expression on the face of a grandmaster who came from the Republic to provide support changed several times, as if to verify what he had just said. After making up his mind, a blood-red wheel suddenly appeared on his right hand.

When the roulette wheel grew to the size of a van, he threw it away as if skipping a stone.

Da...da...da...

After three jumps, the roulette wheel slashed a two-meter-wide gash across Longka's massive snake tail.

It must be said that Longka's recovery ability is extremely strong. The exposed muscles twitched a few times and repaired the wound.

But this also indirectly confirms what the master said.

The newly awakened Longka was nowhere near as terrifying as Sulaiman.

It only looks impressive!

"Kill it! This is a golden opportunity; we must not allow it to grow to the same level as Sulaiman!"

Samuel's eyes lit up.

That wheel not only cleaved through Longka's body, but also shattered the fear in its heart.

In an instant, seven or eight grandmasters who had gathered around him were sharpening their knives and ready to attack Longka.

The surviving demon lords were hesitating whether to flee when their hearts suddenly stopped beating.

It felt as if two hands, one inside and one outside, were gripping the inner wall of their hearts; immense fear nearly extinguished the flame of their lives.

"What... what exactly is going on?"

A demon lord's body was curled up in a ball.

It desperately tried to escape from this bizarre state, but it didn't realize it had been tricked until it met Longa's eyes!

It has become a prisoner of Longa.

hum-

The brain is trembling!

The Demon Lord cursed angrily in his heart, "Sureen...you tricked me!"

boom!

Samuel narrowly avoided the Demon Lord's Death Impact Blade. He turned his head and saw that the scattered stars wandering in space had been blasted into dust by the impact blade.

"Looks like I won't be able to run into that guy until I take care of you guys!"

Samuel spread his arms, and his entire body was instantly bathed in a layer of "golden battle armor." Behind him, a huge phantom tens of meters tall appeared. The phantom was like a tall and mighty medieval knight, wearing a suit of silver-white armor and holding the Arbiter's Lance, which resembled the Duke Beast's holy lance, Gram.

buzzing...

The Demon Lord did not answer Samuel's question. It flapped its wings a few times, and the space around the huge phantom was immediately enveloped by a black curtain, which gradually devoured the surrounding space like spreading dye.

This is the Abyss Eye, capable of devouring the very existence and consciousness of a being, a deadly strike that can barely distort cause and effect.

Under the silver light of the Arbiter's Holy Lance, Samuel remained steadfast and began to fiercely unleash a full minute of Ora towards the location of the Demon Lord.

At the same time, the phantom flashed and instantly broke through the causal black curtain blocking its way, raising the holy spear high in its hand, its sharp cone concentrating all the light at the very center.

The light was so intense that it fell like a drop of water.

The holy spear pierced directly into the body of the Demon Lord.

"It's an illusion." Samuel realized something was wrong. "It's down there!"

The Demon Lord had somehow wandered to the bottom of the darkness. It smiled sinisterly, like a dolphin leaping out of the water, opening its mouth to devour Samuel whole.

"You're overthinking it!"

Samuel sneered. Did you think he wore that flashy golden suit for nothing?

Replace!

An ancient clock face instantly appeared beneath Samuel's feet, with the hour hand moving one notch counterclockwise.

Then the Demon Lord was astonished to find that Samuel and the phantom had switched places.

The phantom, kneeling on one knee, raised the holy lance and mercilessly pierced the head of the Demon Lord.

"Ahhh-"

Countless black mists raged wildly within the space encompassed by the darkness.

Samuel looked down at his right foot, which was now barefoot. If he had come out any later, he would have been born with a missing leg.

The Demon Lord collapsed completely, clutching its broken body as it fled a great distance, staring at Samuel with terrified eyes.

When Sulaiman was still alive, it never thought these humans were so powerful.

It wanted to escape, but a warning from its heart forced it to grit its teeth and charge forward again.

“You seem much weaker than before, but you’ve become much bolder.” Samuel frowned. “Fine, there’s no need to show mercy to monsters like you anyway, it’s better to just kill them.”

His power is indeed very effective against the Demon Lord.

The causal attacks that this demon lord excelled at had no effect on his phantom.

Even if it's a one-for-one trade, the Demon Lord would still consume more energy.

Therefore, as long as his main body is not hit, Samuel is invincible.

Come on!

He assumed a starting stance, and the phantom figure gracefully swung the holy spear.

"Don't be so arrogant!"

The Demon Lord shrieked and pounced on Samuel. His body suddenly turned into mist and began to hover around Samuel and the phantom.

Listen to the whispers of the ancient demons, and offer the purest demon blood as a sacrifice.

Then guide the Death Mark to descend!

"All that fancy stuff, go to hell!"

Annoyed by the noise, Samuel roared, throwing out his left fist while simultaneously thrusting his right arm towards the thickest part of the fog.

The phantom also moved, punching the black mist condensed by the Demon Lord in two, and the Holy Lance thrust straight at the demon's head that was about to take shape.

"Haha, foolish humans, you've fallen for it!"

The Demon Lord chuckled.

Right behind Samuel, strange symbols written in large black letters were quickly pasted on.

Just as it was about to stick to Samuel's back, Samuel smiled.

"Not always."

It's still a replacement!

The mark of death struck the phantom on the back, and the phantom immediately collapsed like a snow-capped mountain.

Meanwhile, Samuel's true form was holding the Holy Lance.

His eyes burned with fire.

Although he defeated a demon lord who had inexplicably become weaker, he will still make a great contribution in this imperial counterattack.

"Even someone as stupid as you will still lose using the same trick!"

The Holy Lance dispersed the abyssal aura surrounding the Demon Lord's body and was about to pierce his head when Samuel was shocked to find that his spear had missed its mark.

He looked up and saw that the Lord of Demons was clearly about 50 meters away from him.

It's not a hallucination.

The space between him and the Demon Lord was stretched.

The Demon Lord was saved.

"Calm down!"

"It's you!"

Samuel was both shocked and furious as he watched An Ran emerge from the space in front of him.