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Countless people stared at the sky in shock.

That terrifying and violent picture appeared naked in front of everyone.

The huge bright red crocodile slowly protruded from the narrow gap in the space.

The surrounding storm rolled again, but this time it was no longer snow.

It was steel fragments turned into sharp blades.

Even the two giants slowly raised their heads, looking at the even bigger existence that appeared in the sky that day.

The extremely furious voice is boring and frightening like a bell and a rift drum.

But no one can resist, they can only quietly watch the absolute demon state:

"destroy."

"It's coming—"

Chapter 127 I Thought How Ruthless You Are

The sky is full of red, like an inverted ocean, completely covering everything.

The overflowing anger seemed to surround the demon in front of him, and the sense of fear spread throughout the ice field.

Huge figures enveloped the snowfield, and bright red flying debris hit people's faces like countless spikes piercing their skin.

It made those barbarians with very strong physiques feel the pain more clearly.

Lightton's scarlet body barely squeezed out from under the sky, stepped on the glacier, and broke into powder.

"what!"

The huge roar was accompanied by the opening of the bloody mouth stretching for hundreds of miles. It seemed that the bloody full moon hanging in the sky would be swallowed in the next second.

The pitch-black sharp claws protruding from the limbs tore apart the frozen ocean and penetrated deeply into the shriveled scarlet earth.

The devil kept absorbing the red aura in the air, and thousands of auras turned into scarlet and black swirls that swirled continuously above the gloomy sky.

Demons, in the first place, use the emotional desires of creatures as bait to provide a steady stream of motivation for their growth.

If it is full of emotions, it can even evolve into a cruel beast that swallows the world into its stomach.

Along the way, Lightton has been eating away at the countless anger created between the Pale Sorcerer's Society and the barbarians.

In addition, when he was in the college assessment, the emotions of tens of thousands of students were all eaten by Wrightton.

At this moment, it is stronger than Yem before.

Lv50——

Compared to those two giants who were both at level 45, this was simply a crushing situation for Lightton.

What's more, their personalities are not comparable to demons.

Strictly speaking, the giants of flame and ice are not the real demigods at the two ends.

Even for the legendary demigods that exist in the extreme north, lifespan is an important part of restraining them.

The real Levatin and Skadi have been sleeping for an unknown amount of time in this snow-covered extreme north.

Although there are indeed some little-known means of summoning, these barbarians cannot awaken the real demigods.

They are but the descendants of the giant demigods left in this far north.

A giant who has not inherited a sliver of divine power.

At this moment, whether it was the Pale Sorcerer's Guild or the remaining barbarians of the two tribes, after the appearance of the huge demon, they completely lost control of their emotions.

The scarlet crocodile, which was constantly eating away at its emotions and still growing, suddenly felt that the source of its emotions had been reduced by half, and felt very uncomfortable.

Even the corresponding fear has been forgotten, how can they still generate anger?

And those barbarians who are born without brains, apart from being afraid, they lack thinking.

After all, they don't even know what a devil is.

Only those well-informed mages looked pale and dignified looking at the terrifying giant in front of them.

"demon……?"

Vladimir was smoking a cigar, squinting his eyes and looking coldly at the behemoth standing on the frozen ocean.

The goose feather snow turned into scarlet iron filings flying all over the sky. Under the storm, the cigar in his mouth was blown out and broken long ago, and the white fur coat on his body was swaying wildly under the torn wind.

The faces of the members of the Pale Sorcerer's Guild were already pale, their eyes widened and their lips trembled, as if they could no longer control the fear overflowing from their bodies.

Erica also stared wide-eyed at the huge demon in front of her, her eyebrows were constantly twitching, as if painful memories flashed in her mind.

why?

Will there be demons here?

Such doubts naturally did not appear on Erica alone.

Likewise, Gwen's face was extremely heavy, and violently dancing iron filings were dancing around her armor.

Whenever the scarlet iron filings were about to touch him, he would avoid her as if consciously.

No, to be precise, avoiding Victor.

She admits that she is a knight.

But that doesn't mean she's as thoughtless as those berserkers.

In the blink of an eye, Gwen had already thought of the battle of demons in the capital.

Why is there such a coincidence?

Demons are rare to see in a hundred years, but it has only been a few months, and demons have appeared twice in a row?

Unfortunately, Victor was there every time.

She felt a slight chill in her body, obviously she was leaning against Victor's arms, but once she thought of that demon, it might have something to do with Victor.

When thinking of the cruel demons and the soldiers who died heroically...

She couldn't help but associate the demon of that incident with Victor.

The arrogant looks of those barbarians have long since disappeared, replaced by great fear.

Facing that almost invincible existence, they just wanted to escape.

But whenever they acted and were about to escape.

As long as the body moves slightly, the iron filings all over the sky will penetrate their strong bodies.

Like turning into powder, the flesh and blood had no shape, and exploded into a bright red smoke that slowly dissipated.

The pure white snow field did not become dark because of the red moonlight, and the blood color dyed the earth red until it was pitch black.

Looking at the scene in front of them, those mages who were not physically strong did not dare to move, for fear that they would evaporate immediately under the indiscriminate attack of this demon.

At this moment, Gwen's limbs felt stiff and so cold that she didn't know how to think.

She wanted to believe that all of this had nothing to do with Victor, but the appearance of the huge demon in front of her reminded Gwen more than once.

Victor, what the hell are you doing.

"Hear me out."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind her, and it came to Gwen's ears with a bit of peace of mind and a bit of calmness.

"Just trust me."

"..."

Gwen turned her head slightly, wanting to see Victor's face, wanting to see his expression.

But Victor was still indifferent as usual, just looking at the sky, watching the battlefield between demons and giants in front of him.

Gwen was silent.

At this moment, how much she hopes that her heart of justice can return to herself.

In this way, she can examine Victor with absolute impartiality.

Instead of being like this...

Just listening to his words, I subconsciously want to believe him.

The burst of scarlet iron filings cut and smashed countless fleeing barbarians.

Under the blood moon, the red is even more intense.

It seemed that a black cloud that was constantly silent appeared in the sky and fell towards the earth.

It was clear that the shadow of the devil enveloped everyone, and among the crowd, there were even mages who were confronting the barbarians.

But the magicians were unscathed.

As if deliberately avoiding them, the iron filings seemed to be conscious, able to automatically distinguish between humans and barbarians.

The terrifying iron filings seemed to only affect the barbarians.

Under the flying debris, their bodies are like thin paper.

The side of the Pale Sorcerer's Guild was completely stunned.

They watched helplessly as the barbarians around them were chopped into blood mist one by one, and their bodies turned into powder and sank into the snow field.

In my heart, an extremely absurd idea sprouted.

This demon seems to have absolutely no intention of targeting them.

The devil is not here to help them... is it?

How can this be?

But the scene in front of him couldn't be faked.

Countless barbarians kept fleeing on the snowfield, accompanied by despair and howling soaring to the sky.

They even use their compatriots to resist, but in the blink of an eye, the two bodies will quickly disappear into the sky and the earth.

Soon, even the last barbarian turned into dust and exploded into red smoke.