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"Roar!!!"

Astariel's twelve heads let out shrill roars, bypassing the force field shield and scrambling to bite every piece of flesh and blood of the blue bird demon.

The Great Demon Tzeentch roared miserably, and the blue and pink flames condensed into a long sword in the palm of his left claw. He swung the blade of the flames, and with a flash of fire, he cut off all twelve heads! The incision was as smooth as a mirror, and the carriage-sized snake heads fell to the ground like dumplings, accompanied by dripping blood, and the whole hall was shaking wildly.

If magic doesn't work, then close combat. The skeleton giant was like a purple wave, charging forward with Aenarion! Four ethereal arms passed through the wall like ghosts, suddenly grabbing the giant bird's hands and pinching his neck. Aenarion's six demonic arms wielded six war blades and chopped directly on the bird's legs, instantly tearing four scarlet blood marks on it. The war staff smashed the leg bone, and the spear of Bacchus directly pierced his entire ankle!

Faced with such a terrifying demon, the Spear of Bacchus could not exile it directly for the time being, but the golden and ruthless rage was still burning on his bird claws, causing the demon to scream miserably!

Under the sudden attack, the Great Demon of Tzeentch lost his balance and fell down with a loud bang, shaking the whole hall. The twelve broken necks of Astariel squirmed and regenerated twelve new heads. The new flesh and scales, like a giant python, coiled around the Great Demon's limbs and bones, trying to break every bone in his body. At the same time, twelve bloody mouths bit his flesh crazily! The whole hall was splattered with blood.

"Wait! Estalia! I am your father! I raised you! When you were a child, you didn't like

Do you like riding on my neck and playing?"

The Tzeentch demon opened its beak and let out a deep, rich, and magnetic voice, which made Astariel's movements pause and her breathing gradually quickened. The demon also seized this opportunity, and the two bird heads sang at the same time, casting magic. A giant blue hand that covered the sky suddenly shattered the dome and fell from the sky, grabbing the twelve-headed lizard high up like a chicken.

Every piece of skin on the giant beast's body was constantly changing, sometimes turning into hideous flesh and blood tentacles, sometimes turning into beautiful scales and feathers. The change was ever-changing and never-ending, like a cage, making Astariel unable to move at all.

The other head used an advanced roaring technique, and the piercing sound waves instantly echoed back and forth throughout the hall. The mosaic tiles and marble floors shattered in the high-frequency sound waves, falling from the walls and the dome like raindrops. Aenarion's ears were bleeding from the extremely penetrating sound, and the skeleton giant who was protecting him was also shaken to the point of disarray, forcing him to summon a second skeleton giant again!

"He is just a demon in your father's skin! He is just a demon who has taken away your father's body and the bodies of all the ancestors of Angelos! Wake up! Astariel! When he beat you just now, he never thought of you as his daughter!"

Aenarion controlled the four big hands of the skeleton giant and suppressed the demon in front of him. The Spear of Dionysus was pulled out from his bird claws and shot into the sky like lightning, hitting the ever-changing Claw of Change and releasing Astariel's grip.

Indrognir also roared and charged, suppressing his huge body under him. The fangs of the four dragon heads were wrapped with flames, frost, lightning, and acid, biting the demon's flesh viciously!

The Great Demon of Tzeentch frowned. Hand-to-hand combat was never something that Tzeentch demons were good at. In order to ensure that Aenarion's new body would not escape, he had set up a fire cage, which resulted in the battle space being too small. The three-headed beast and the damn skeleton giant already filled the battle space. This venue was too disadvantageous for him.

Their overly large bodies also made them sitting ducks, making it difficult for them to dodge attacks from other giant beasts. Dragons had extremely strong, colorful dragon scales, basilisks had the special ability to regenerate after severed heads, but Tzeentch had nothing.

There was no way, it chanted again, and three huge hands with constantly changing flesh and blood shapes, accompanied by flying flames, appeared from the edge of the fire cage and temporarily captured the three people.

Then, the demon stretched out his right hand and gently touched Jiliman's body. His huge body squirmed, twisted, and shrank. The whole person was like a pool of mud made of flesh and blood, squirming into Jiliman's body! His demonic true form merged with the elf again.

After the three destroyed the Claw of Change and got rid of the restraint, the fusion was completed. The Lord of the Thirteenth Legion slowly stood up from the ground and opened her eyes again. In her eyes, there was only a surging blue sea of ​​fire. The Fire of Allah on the long sword in the past was completely replaced by the Flame of Tzeentch. Wisps of demon fire emanated from every pore of her body, weaving a set of flaming armor for her. The rolling blue demon flames rushed straight to the dome, and the horrifying high temperature even distorted the air. Just one look at the rolling flames would cause the eyeballs to be burned and stinging.

What was even more terrifying was that two slender flesh tentacles, as gorgeous as poisonous snakes, stretched out from her lower back, drawing strange and bizarre arcs in the air. At the end of the tens of meters long tentacles were the two bird heads of the demon.

The two demon bird skulls, along with Giriman, looked at Aenarion together. The six pupils burning with demonic flames were creepy, and the three mouths spoke the same words in unison.

"Let us become one, the new King of Angros."

Chapter 354: The Devil's Deal

"You're already terrible at close combat, and now you've become so small? I'm going to trample you to death!"

Looking at the monster that was half man and half demon, Indrognir roared with disdain, raised his dragon claw high, and dropped it heavily. The terrifying wind pressure even caused cracks to appear on the marble floor, but it missed and was easily dodged by Gillian. She jumped lightly into the air and swung her sword at Indrognir's dragon claw!

One sword! Two swords! Three swords!

Jiliman's attack speed was incredibly fast. In just three seconds, she stabbed thirteen times in a row! Each sword was faster and more fierce than the last. The snow-white blade burning with the magic fire of Tzeentch was like a blue wave of fire sweeping across the world, and like a terrifying pale avalanche that was like the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing. It was rushing, rolling, roaring, and swallowing everything!

With her exquisite sword moves, the long sword stabbed the same place continuously at an extraordinary speed, breaking Indrognir's dragon scales and making his flesh and bloody. It was not until the fourteenth sword stab missed that the fierce attack like a storm finally stopped. Indrognir's entire dragon claw was scarred, and the flesh and blood burned by the magic flames rolled to both sides, revealing the white bones burned by the flames.

Steel Soul Flow: Avalanche Slash.

Astariel immediately tried to save her, but she didn't expect that the two bird heads that grew on her lower back would cast magic on the left and right while attacking Jillian's body. The head on the right used [Advanced Dispel Magic] to destroy Astariel's multi-headed lizard form and turned her back to her original elf form. The head on the left directly cast an [Acceleration Spell], which made Jillian's already terrifying attack even more powerful.

The speed soared again!

Jiliman took a deep breath and tried her best. Like a burning blue lightning, she rushed to Astariel's side and made a thrust. With the clanging sound of metal, the sword went straight through her armor. The huge impact force knocked her to the ground. The sharp sword went through Astariel's entire torso and nailed her to the floor! Blood gushed out from the wound on her chest.

Steel Soul Style: Nightmare Slash.

Aenarion's face changed, this was very scary. Now, the size of the demon was similar to that of an ordinary person, and he would not become a sitting duck due to his oversized body. Moreover, his lack of close combat ability was compensated by Gillian's superb swordsmanship - although she was the weakest legion commander, she was still a legion commander.

And what Gillian lacked in spellcasting ability was made up for quite frighteningly by the great demon Tzeentch.

With a flash of blue lightning, Ji Liman, covered in demonic flames and with twin snakes on her waist, rushed in front of him, swinging her long sword to chop him down. This perfect body, under the control of the Tzeentch demon, became a terrifying killing tool. His six arms were no match for the opponent's long sword! Ji Liman had been amplified by three Tzeentch spells at this moment, and her speed was getting faster and faster, and her offensive was getting more and more fierce.

The long sword drew an incredible arc in the air, disrupting his six weapons one after another, catching him off guard, and then cut the skeleton giant in half with one sword! Another sword slashed fiercely on Aenarion's left shoulder. The sharp blade and magic flame were resisted by the dragon scale armor, but the impact force still knocked him to the ground!

And those old soldiers who followed in to charge were no match for this monster. Jiliman's sword flew up and down like a butterfly, making it impossible for everyone to defend themselves. The bird skull on the left kept casting amplifying magic on her, and in a short time the number of amplifying spells increased to nine, while the bird skull on the right screamed and cast lethal spells, killing nearby soldiers in large numbers!

What's even more troublesome is that because of the fusion of the demon, Ji Liman's magic resistance, which was originally zero, is now so high that even the detection spell cannot detect and judge it!

"It seems that you are in trouble, my master?"

The God-like succubus imprisoned in Aenarion's body spoke again after being imprisoned for several years, his eyes full of desire for freedom and madness for killing.

"I can tell you how to suppress and subdue the demons in the warp, but all this comes at a price."

"I don't make deals with the devil."

Looking at the demon killing everyone there, Aenarion struggled to get up from the ground, ignoring the demon in his heart. If he died, she would be free, so theoretically the demon had no reason to help him at all. What good intentions could the demon have?

Seeing that Gillieman was about to attack again, Aenarion instantly cast the sixth-ring arcane [Time Acceleration], slowing down the time around him to a standstill. The noisy sounds of flames and the laughter of demons merged into an empty silence.

During the six-second pause, he immediately restored all his defensive spells, then wielded the Spear of Dionysus, piercing through the Flame Armor and fiercely stabbing into Jiliman's chest! With the sound of steel and flesh rubbing against each other, the Spear of Dionysus's ability to break illusions temporarily suppressed the demon that occupied her body, and most of the azure demonic flames on her body were extinguished. Even the two long snakes that stretched out from her lower back also wilted sickly.

"Aenarion? I..."

The devil flames in Jiliman's eyes were temporarily extinguished. She looked at her nephew in confusion, but her hands did not listen to her commands at all. With a snap of her fingers, she used the same [Time Acceleration] to accelerate her own time flow to the limit, so that the time around her slowed down to solidify. Then her body struggled to break free from the sharpness of the Spear of Dionysus. The two wilted snake-bird skulls returned to normal, and the extinguished devil flames burned again, turning her clear eyes into a chaotic flame again.

Aenarion is at best Mahmud of the Thirteenth Legion, Merril of the First Legion, or Bjorn of the Sixth Legion. The level of the first person under the legion commander cannot match the real legion master, not to mention that he is possessed by a demon.

However, the artifact that has been passed down in the Eastern Roman Empire for thousands of years is truly terrifying. The fragments of the spear that can even kill gods are one of the things that all demons fear the most.

"I mean it, little master."

The God-lord, the demon of Slaanesh, Shahras spoke again.

"You are just a tiny mortal. Even if the elves have a lifespan of a thousand years, it is just a nap for the demons who have the same lifespan as the sky. I don't care whether you live or die, and I don't care what changes have occurred in the mortal world under your influence during this short nap."

There was a hint of greed in Shahras' voice.

"But, do you know how demons become stronger? In addition to the gifts from the Chaos Gods, endless demons will devour the emotions and souls of other intelligent creatures to make themselves stronger. Over time, demons are the largest twisted aggregate of emotions and souls! The energy gained by devouring another demon, or even just eating a part of his body, far exceeds that of devouring the soul of an intelligent creature!

Demons who defeat other gods will be rewarded by the Prince of Darkness.

My master, you see, I can use your strength to enhance my power, and you can continue to drive me to be stronger within your limited life! In this regard, our interests are

is consistent. ”

"Then what should I do?"

Aenarion reluctantly believed her.

"Release the chains that bind my six arms, and loosen the collar around my neck a little. It's torture to watch you fight, Master. I have endured you for a long time. Let me teach you how to fight with six arms."

Aenarion slightly relaxed his control over the demon, but he was still careful, ready to take back control at any time. At the moment when the demon chains in his heart loosened, his six arms covered with magic patterns waved wildly like dancing, and the six weapons drew dazzling and elegant arcs in the air, hitting Gillian fiercely from very strange directions.

The Tzeentch demon knew how powerful the Spear of Bacchus was, and he didn't dare to fight for his life for a moment. He stared at the movement of the Spear of Bacchus. He was very confused. Aenarion's swordsmanship was very simple and crude. He relied on six times the number of weapons, super strong power, and defense to launch swift and fierce attacks like a storm. It was a pure frontal crush after stacking attacks and attack speed values. There was not much skill in it.

After all, Aenarion had only traveled through time six years ago, and he also had to learn military command and magic, so his swordsmanship was mainly based on practicality and speed, without any fancy moves.

And now, the one in charge of the body has become a god-demon who has existed in the past, present, and future since the birth of Slaanesh. The attack methods have become extremely colorful and complex, pursuing ultimate perfection!

The demon's posture was light and nimble, and his attack steps were as quick as a flying swift. After just a few moves, he actually circled around Jillman three times. His swordsmanship was elegant and leisurely, and his attacks were as natural as flowing water.

After discovering that the Tzeentch demons feared the Spear of Dionysus, they began to switch weapons in a dazzling manner. The six weapons switched and intertwined like an actor's magic ball, and the speed was so fast that the naked eye could not catch it! The demon's eyes were almost blinded.

Just now, the Spear of Dionysus was wielded by the second right hand. In the blink of an eye, it was thrown into the air and grasped by the third left hand. The original right hand caught the Sword of Cain thrown by the left hand at the same time.

The next moment, she put her first right hand and the third left hand behind her back at the same time, and completed the exchange of weapons in an instant. The first right hand wielded the Spear of Dionysus and stabbed it, leaving a scarlet blood mark on Gilman again! As a result, the Tzeentch demon was temporarily suppressed again. The other five arms took advantage of the situation to launch an attack. Four sharp swords pierced through her body fiercely. The fifth arm wielded the war scepter and directly smashed the ferocious bird head on a venomous snake!

Red blood mixed with yellow brain matter splattered everywhere.

Chapter 355: Advanced Demon

"Is this the fighting technique of the Slaanesh Demon?!"

After suffering such a great loss, the Tzeentch demon also realized that something was wrong, but it was helpless for a while. Indrognir and Astariel knew that the opponent was powerful, so they did not join the close combat. Indrognir and Aenarion, who had his mind free, used [Dispel Magic] to continuously destroy and counter the Tzeentch demon's spells, weakening the Tzeentch demon's spellcasting ability, allowing the Slaanesh demon to control Aenarion's body to fight.

Astariel began to play the supporting role, using all the magic in the files to make terrifying blue-purple wings rise up from behind Aenarion. The Tzeentch demon was frightened when he saw a glance at it. The fighting ability of the mortal he raised was just so-so, but she was very competent as a supporting role, able to make the fighting power of a person who was already terrifying soar again!

[Mage third-level spell: Blessing of the Four-armed Orangutan]: consumes 7 mana points and adds two additional arms.

The first spell caused two arcane hands embroidered with blue magic patterns to stretch out from Aenarion's shoulders, becoming his seventh and eighth arms. Aenarion then took out two spare blades of change from his pocket. With eight arms wielding eight sharp blades, the frequency of attacks increased again!

[Poet's Second-Ring Spell·War Cry]: Consumes 3 mana, hit rate +4, damage +4.

The second spell made Aenarion swing his weapons even faster. As the long swords tore through the air, they made a creepy scream! The eight blades were like eight banshees, emitting a heart-wrenching and terrifying scream in the air!

[Paladin Fourth Ring Divine Spell·Dragon's Strength]: Consumes 7 mana points, Strength +5, Constitution +5, Charisma +5, Natural Defense +4, Immune to magic sleep and paralysis.

[Ranger's Second Ring Magic: Cat's Grace]: Consumes 3 mana points, Agility +4.

The third and fourth spells made the magical shadows of a dragon and a cat appear behind Aenarion's body, and his physical qualities continued to soar.

[Druid Second Ring Spell: Barkskin]: Consumes 3 mana points, natural armor +5.

The fifth spell protected the skeleton giant of Aenarion. His skin grew wrinkled bark like an ancient tree, and his defense soared again.

[Priest's Five-Ring Divine Spell·Comet Strike]: Consumes 9 mana points, each attack increases 4 to 24 points of physical damage and affects the nearby area.

The sixth spell, Aenarion's eight weapons were wrapped in dim starlight, and when they were swung, they dragged comet tails in the air. The two blades of change chopped down on the head, and the Tzeentch demon raised his sword to block. The moment the three weapons collided, the two blades of change actually released an extremely strong shock wave! It directly shook the long sword away, making the demon's hands tremble and his palms numb. At this moment, the Dionysus

The spear also drove straight in like golden lightning and suddenly pierced the demon's thigh. The terrifying shock wave erupted instantly and knocked it to the ground!

These amplifying magics, let alone being used on a god-like demon, even if given to a weak mortal, would allow him to kill a Janissary with his bare hands!

The God-Lord Lust Demon had been used as a flannel ball and a demon cauldron by Aenarion for several years to extract her demonic power. Her body was a little stiff and her consciousness was a little weakened, but these were gradually weakened with the baptism of blood and battle. She was getting better and better in fighting, and she was fighting more and more fiercely and ruthlessly! The eight weapons were like fluttering butterflies, screaming across the sky, leaving terrible scars on Gilman's body.

At this moment, Giriman, who was controlled by the Tzeentch Demon, was completely at a disadvantage. The Slaanesh Demon has always been extremely elegant and famous for its swift fighting. If the Khorne Demon is a main battle tank covered with heavy armor and fighting head-on, then the Slaanesh Demon is a fighter jet that soars and flies in the air like lightning. Its only weakness is that they pursue extreme speed, so their defense is very poor compared to other demons.

And Aenarion's spells just made up for his weakness. His defense was so strong that even when the Janissaries' defense was at full capacity and the Lord of the Tenth Legion with a weaker attack force was unable to break his defense. This level of defense strength combined with the Slaanesh demon's light dance and sharp blade was simply deadly!

What's more, behind this man and this demon, there is an archivist who can use all professions and spells, and is providing assistance.

Another round of confrontation, the great demon Tzeentch spewed out blue flames that covered the sky and the sun, and the twisted and grotesque blue flames were like struggling and screaming souls, vowing to burn everything. Indrognir was not in a hurry, and the four dragon heads spewed out a mixed dragon breath of four elements. The four colorful seas of dragon flames rushed over, confronting Tzeentch's magic flames head-on! Five completely different energies suddenly collided with each other and exploded into colorful flaming fireworks.

Compared to spell battles, no one is afraid of Indrognir, who can emit four kinds of dragon breath in succession.

In the magical bombardment of both sides, Aenarion, relying on the protection of the skeleton giant and immunity to the four elements, waded directly through the roaring sea of ​​dragon flames and approached the great demon who controlled the magic flames of Tzeentch again. The comet carried by the war staff exploded, shaking off her sword. Immediately, the five blades of change screamed and tore apart Giriman's limbs and chest, striking out five gorgeous blood flowers.

The dim starlight attached to the battle blade exploded again, and the terrifying shock wave shook her back like a comet hitting the ground. Cain's Sword carried him directly to the back of the demon, and the Spear of Dionysus was like a golden lightning that directly pierced through the second snake skull and nailed Jillian to the ground!

"Damn demon! Damn Spear of Dionysus!!!"

The demon, who was suppressed to death, howled in anger and frustration. Astariel directly used a priest's exorcism spell, and along with a sacred golden halo, dark blue and hateful magical energies gradually peeled off from Girriman's body, forming the appearance of a Tzeentch demon in the air. Aenarion rotated the hilt of the Spear of Dionysus, and the flat, sharp blade gouged out a large piece of flesh from the giant python's body. The magnificent divine flames burned the demon's flesh and soul, accelerating the peeling process.

Astarielle used an expulsion spell again, and the burning blue flame armor on Gilman's body was completely extinguished. A large amount of blue mist gushed out from every pore in her body, and materialized into pieces of wriggling and trembling blasphemous flesh and blood, reconstructing the body of the great demon Tzeentch and completely pulling him out.

"No! No! Astariel! How could you--"

The Tzeentch demon roared in fear and tried to get his daughter to help him, but Astariel, who had been deceived once, had only rage in her eyes. She cast the spell of expulsion for the third time, causing his flesh and soul to scream in pain in the burning flames!

Seeing that the demon was already extremely weak, Aenarion immediately began to perform a spell. Arcane chains with demonic patterns of evil gushed out from his chest, biting onto the demon's limbs and bones, and beating his flesh and blood body back into a state of pure energy, a collection of extreme emotions and souls. He then pulled this huge, hateful energy body and slowly sealed it into his own heart.

The God-Lord Lust Demon laughed joyfully, his six arms burning with the flames of Slaanesh. He grabbed hold of the crippled and bound emotional aggregates, then opened his cherry lips and took a big gulp of the food. Amid the demon's screams, he tore him apart, chewed him up, and swallowed him into his stomach bit by bit. The demon's screams sounded like a sonata in her ears, intoxicating her.

After eating everything up, the Slutty Demon's body shape changed dramatically. Her wrists and ankles, which were engraved with pink magic patterns, grew some blue-purple gradient colorful feathers as decorations. Her nails also became as sharp as bird claws. Two blue crows made up of magical energy, one on the left and one on the right, quietly landed on her shoulders. Her slender waist also grew a pair of gorgeous blue-purple gradient wings.

As Shahras, the God-Lord Sauron, upgraded, Aenarion's demonic transformation also changed. Wings also grew on his lower back, and two crows made purely of arcane energy perched on his shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.

[Demon Transformation]: You can cast two additional spells per round, Agility +6, Charisma +6, increase your arms to six, each

When you initiate melee combat, agility replaces strength to determine attack hits and combat damage, and the damage type becomes chaos damage (for every 1 point of chaos magic consumed, the demon form lasts for 1 minute).

Chapter 356: Backstab by Friendly Forces

As the demon was completely devoured, the flaming cage also disappeared completely. Aenarion and Astarielle nervously picked up Gillian and found that her breathing and heartbeat were regular, but her face was a little pale due to excessive blood loss. They immediately started treatment and she was safe and sound after a while.

"Well, she should be fine. The demon didn't eat her soul or occupy her body. He probably thought it was boring to manage a bunch of mortals, so he only took over Jiliman's body when necessary and used her body to control the entire Angelos family. He usually let Jiliman do whatever she wanted. I guess he also manages other Angelos family heads in this way."

Shahras savored the demon's power and memories, speaking through the raven's mouth on Aenarion's shoulder.

"Don't be sad, little girl. The father who died with all the glory in your memory is still your father, not that devil."

"Thank you."

Listening to the devil's comfort, Astariel forced a smile, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground. Finally, everything was over.

With Gilman's fainting and the demise of the demons, the entire Ultramarines Legion chose to surrender. Because the recruitment ground of this legion was directly near the Angelos family, the double elite Angelos thrived in the strongest Janissary Legion, and eighty percent of the senior leaders were these two-headed eagles.

Seeing that his brother, the Roman Emperor Aenarion, had defeated the head of the family, Giriman, and even devoured and killed the demon that had been tormenting them, they surrendered without any psychological barriers. When the sun rose again, the Ultramarines Legion, which had been reduced to only 17,000 people in years of war, all threw away the flag of the Thracian King and raised the flag of the Roman Empire high.

A legion has 17,000 professionals above level 4, which is indeed too terrifying. No wonder Muhammad split this legion into two legions. The Angelos family, which took advantage of Osman's success, is indeed developing rapidly.

Aenarion did not abolish Gilliman's position as Lord of the Thirteenth Legion, but he also drew out five battalions, a total of 5,000 men, to supplement the Third Legion, the Emperor's Children. He used the Angelos tribes to suppress the nobles and former imperial guards of the Eastern Roman Empire to form a balance of power. The remaining 12,000 men were still left for Gilliman to use.

At dawn the next day, the four kings who surrounded Edirne were shocked to find that the big flag on the wall of Edirne had changed. The flag of the Thracian Kingdom had fallen quietly. The Eastern Roman Empire had seized the old capital of the Ottoman Empire overnight without anyone noticing.

Afterwards, the Eastern Roman envoys also went to the tents of various kings very politely. Aenarion used his own wealth to pay salaries and rewards to the soldiers, and then gave all the wealth of Edirne to the four legions. He had already taken the land, and now he would take the money as well. It was possible that the situation would directly turn into a full-scale war between the Roman Empire and the four legions.

The four kings were a little angry. Our five kingdoms joined forces to attack Guilliman, but you, the Eastern Roman Empire, have taken too much, haven't you? It was already too much for John to conquer the entire Thracian Plain, and now you have captured the old Ottoman capital. You have taken all of Guilliman's most valuable territory, but you only gave us the northern region. Isn't that a bit too overbearing?