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The God-Sex Demon immediately abandoned the half-dead Alleri and flashed out of the giant's attack range like a ghost. He looked seriously at the latest enemy, then Valkia suddenly stopped smashing down with his giant fist, grabbed his ally, and handed him to Sister Miriel behind him.

"It's okay, Governor Alleli, it's okay, I'll come and treat you now!"

Miriel hurriedly hugged the dying demon hunter into her arms, and chanted the blessing of Jesus in her sweet youthful voice. The sacred and warm golden beam of light stopped the bleeding wounds of Alleli and restored her flesh and blood. Under the illumination of the holy light, although her broken wings, antlers, and eyes did not regenerate, she was able to stand up, picked up the sickle that fell to the ground, and continued to fight. In the dark and empty eye sockets, two balls of corrupt green demonic flames were burning.

However, the price of her being able to stand up and continue fighting was that Miriel's magic power was completely exhausted.

Aenarion frowned, looked at the little nun whose magic power was exhausted, and then looked at the God of Slaanesh in front of him. The oppressive feeling that thing gave him was like Iskandar Khayon in the Aegean Sea and Mahmoud Angelos in Sparta.

The six graceful and slender jade arms of the God-Lord Demon restored their human form, and thirty slender jade fingers quietly blossomed like lily petals. The six God-Lord Slaanesh Seals engraved on the six palms were like six pink stars, emitting a suffocating chaotic light. Waves of luxurious pink evil visible to the naked eye spread out from the demon in all directions, instantly enveloping everyone.

【Shahras】

Level 7 (Level 7 Slaanesh Daemon)

Health 55/55, Mana 0/55

6x Slaanesh Claws Hit +17, Magic Damage 9~17

Toxic Tail Hit +17, Toxic Damage 9~17

Protection 10 (Agility +8, Demon Skin +2)

Power

Strength 12, Agility 26, Constitution 12

Intelligence 12, Wisdom 12, Charisma 26

[Mark of the Godly Slaanesh: First Embrace of Chaos]: Agility +6, Charisma +6

[Mark of the Godly Slaanesh·Claws of the Thirsting Soul]: All your arms can be transformed into weapons of any shape. The damage type is magical damage. Every time you kill a target, you will recover health and mana twice the target's level.

[Mark of the Divine Lord Slaanesh: Lord of Pleasure]: The limit of a creature commanded by a Slaanesh demon is increased twelvefold.

[Mark of the Divine Lord's Slaanesh: Masochism]: Whenever you take damage, you gain +2 Agility and +2 Charm within twelve seconds, stacking up to six times.

[Mark of the Divine Lord Slaanesh·Painful Pleasure]: When you are naked and not wearing any armor, you will recover 12 health points every six seconds.

[Mark of the Divine Lord Slaanesh·Link of Debauchery]: Any creature that has signed a pet/animal companion/mount contract with you will always possess all of your enhanced states, no matter how far away they are from you or how many planes they are in.

Seeing such a horrifying blessing, Aenarion broke out in a cold sweat. The Prince of Darkness, the Lady of Thirst, the Unspeakable God, no matter if they were rewarding demons or her believers, they would only give the [Mark of Slaanesh]. Both himself and Artemisia had a few of them.

However, only a very small number of jesters who can please him and be his beloved toys will be granted the [Mark of the God] which is more powerful and closer to the origin of chaos.

And this thing in front of her, her six marks of Slaanesh, she had seen them all on Artemisia, Mariana, Leopard Woman, and even herself, but she had never seen them before, because these things were all enhanced versions of the God! Not ordinary marks of Slaanesh!

If anything, the God-like demon in front of them was equivalent to the God-like enemy formed by the fusion of the three of them. The only thing to be thankful for was that her mana had been exhausted.

Chapter 109: Demonic Chains

"Thank you for your rescue."

Alleli said in a panic, leaning on his sickle.

"Be careful, that demon is incredibly fast! She can recover her health and mana by killing people and stealing their souls. She can also shoot out pink chains to quickly enslave and control others. The Crusaders were wiped out by this move, but she also has weaknesses! Her strength, defense, and health are all very weak. As long as we can seize the opportunity, we may be able to kill her."

"is it?"

The Slaanesh demon smiled slightly and kissed everyone in the air. In an instant, five Slaanesh chains, as evil and terrifying as Artemisia's, whizzed out from her palms and rushed towards the five people like poisonous snakes, ready to enslave and control everyone. Astarielle chanted quickly and put a layer of dark golden energy shield on everyone present, which directly shattered and destroyed all the Slaanesh chains.

[Protection from Evil]: Protection +2 against evil creatures, immune to all kinds of mind control.

"One more thing, don't beat her to death. If we kill her, she will be reborn from the body of an innocent person nailed to an Orthodox cross. It would be best if she is half-crippled and unable to move her hands and feet."

Aenarion also spoke cautiously.

"Have you finished discussing tactics?"

The God-Lord Satyr smiled contemptuously. In order to defeat the demon hunter Alleri and the twenty-nine members of the Knights Hospitaller, his magic power was indeed exhausted. The chains of Slaanesh just now were also blocked by the shield against evil. But it didn't matter. As long as he harvested a few souls, he would be able to recover. Who should he kill first?

She used a reconnaissance spell that consumed no mana to determine the abilities of the five people: a demon hunter who had been defeated and was barely crawling up, a little nun who had run out of mana and was like a waste, a rather troublesome female giant whose background was unknown and who cast [Protection from Evil] on everyone at the start, and a warlock who looked very fragile.

Kill that weak warlock first!

The God-Lord Satyr was deceived by Aenarion's disguise. Others who used hidden information changed their information completely, but Aenarion only hid his second profession and changed his life and defense to a lower level. He did not change anything else. At first glance, one would think that this was his true attribute, a glass cannon with high attack and low defense.

Along with a pink shadow, the God-Lord Lust Demon suddenly disappeared from the spot. His six green jade hands instantly turned into sharp demon claws, and like a violent storm, they stabbed at Aenarion's back at the same time, hitting him twelve times in the blink of an eye!

"clang!!!"

Amid the clanging sound of metal friction, four claws were blocked by the psychic bones, and two claws broke some cracks on the ribs. At this moment, Inarion's defense, with full equipment, inert armor, and the blessing of Astarielle's spells, has reached 15 points. Even the God-Lord Lust Demon cannot easily penetrate it.

The God of Desire was stunned for a moment. Something was not right. How could this weak warlock have such an absurdly high defense?

But before she could react, Aenarion had already cast a spell to imprison the demon. In an instant, a chain forged with pure psychic energy stretched out from Aenarion's chest and accurately pierced into the two surging pink mountains on the demon's chest, linking the bodies and spirits of the two together.

Next, all he had to do was destroy her body, extract her soul, and place it into his own body.

"Oh? This ritual chain, you also want to become a demon hunter

? ”

The God-Lord Lust Demon looked at the psychic chain that connected the two of them, and suddenly put on a charming and seductive face, teasing the mortal in front of him with a tone that penetrated into his bones.

"Are you so impatient to merge with your sister? Honey? I know sixty-six more exciting ways to merge. Since you want to play, I will take you to experience the exhilarating pleasure."

The Divine Succubus disappeared in an instant and reappeared behind Aenarion, but this time, Aenarion was able to tell where she had dodged by the direction of the chains. While the six claws of Slaanesh were chopping at her psychic bones with all their might, the bayonet of the musket also scratched her slender waist, leaving a faint blood mark on her pink skin.

At the same time, the little nun whose magic power was exhausted once again guided the holy light to repair all the injuries on the psychic bones one by one. However, she turned pale and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of her vermilion mouth.

[One Ring Undead·Life Tap]: Convert your health points into an equal amount of mana points.

Seeing that this little nun could still force healing even though her magic power was exhausted, and the shattered bones were restored to their original state, Inarion's confidence increased. He grabbed the chain with his two skeletal hands and pulled hard, causing the God-Lord Lust Demon to lose balance. He then pounced on the demon and held it in his arms, his face sinking directly into the two pink and delicate breasts. Fortunately, there was a layer of golden mask as a buffer, otherwise he would have been unable to breathe at this moment.

The God-Lord Lust Demon was stunned for a moment, and all six claws plus the serpent's tail smashed towards Aenarion, but four out of seven attacks were blocked by the weak warlock's magic defense. Only three of the swords penetrated the 15 defense, but half of the force was absorbed from the blade by [Damage Sharing]. The remaining half of the demonic power could only break a few psychic ribs that protected him.

At this time, the nun used the holy light to heal the broken ribs again, restoring them to their original state.

The Godly Devil was a little mad at this time. Is this guy sick? Spellcasters are only one in ten thousand. Warlocks have limited spells. They can either choose magic that bombards a large area or choose magic that greatly enhances their own combat power. There are two types: turret warlocks and combat warlocks. But why did this guy choose defense? Is he so cowardly?

He was in a very bad condition now, with his mana exhausted and unable to use his demonic power. He had to kill a few people immediately to restore some mana. But he had chosen the wrong person. This warlock was like a turtle, with such thick defense that he could not be killed in a short time.

The Slaanesh demon wanted to escape, but Aenarion would never let her do that. He grabbed the demon's slender body with both hands and held her tightly in his arms. He suddenly lifted his legs off the ground and crossed her thighs. With his ridiculously high defense, he hung his whole body directly on the demon, causing it to lose balance and fall to the ground.

"Valkia! Astariel! Don't worry about it! Just attack me too! I can handle it!"

Aenarion clenched his teeth. Astariel knew that his defense was strong. Even her brother Mahmoud had to work hard to break through the multiple layers of defense spells. Therefore, she started to cast buff magic on Valkia, the female giant, one three-second chant followed by an instant cast. She first used the mage's [Stone Fist] and the paladin's [Blessing of Strength] on her, turning her huge fists into white marble sculptures, with strength +6. Then the golden holy fire of heaven burned in her arms, and her strength continued to increase by +6!

"let me go!"

The God-Sex Demon roared, bit towards Aenarion's throat with its serpent's tail, and suddenly opened its six claws, trying to cut off his limbs, torso, and head, but four of the seven attacks were blocked by his terrible defense, and the demonic power of the other three attacks was also diverted by half of the damage-sharing spell, only cutting off a few ribs, not to mention cutting off Aenarion's limbs, not even the outer layer of psychic skeleton was completely broken.

This multiple defense mode is very effective against multiple attackers like the God-Lord Serpent. If Mahmoud comes, he will find the right gap and attack with all his might, causing unimaginable damage and destroying all his defenses with one sword. Khayon is also Aenarion's nemesis. He doesn't need to attack at all, but can use psychic power to immobilize him. No matter how much defense he stacks, it will be useless.

However, a multiple attacker like the Divine Serpent was completely suppressed by Aenarion. Her six claws could deal damage twelve times in a round, but the power of each attack was very low, even less than that of the pirate captain with the five-headed flail. Her strength lay in the extremely dense and frequent number of attacks.

However, most of these attacks, which were like a violent storm, were filtered out after encountering equally dense multiple defenses. The few that remained were unable to cause decisive damage to Aenarion.

At this moment, Valkia lowered her fourteen-meter-tall body, and her marble fist wrapped in golden flames, like a giant rock sculpture falling from the sky, smashed hard on the heads of Aenarion and the God-Lord Sauric!

Chapter 110: The Devil in My Heart

"boom!!!"

The entire ground was shaking wildly under Valkia's all-out blow. The ground hit by her fist immediately collapsed downwards, forming a huge pit. Scary cracks like spider webs spread out from the giant fist to the surrounding ground. Countless dust and ashes were shaken up into the sky several meters high, forming a mass of dirty dirt.

Thick fog.

Valkia raised her fist and found that Aenarion's psychic skeleton was almost smashed to pieces even though it only took half of the damage. The God-Lord Satyr was not feeling well either. He was locked by Aenarion and unable to dodge. The three arms on his left side were smashed and shriveled like paper, and countless pink blood gushed out from the shattered wounds.

Aenarion quickly replenished himself with a new psychic skeleton. The two skeletal hands, together with Aenarion, tightly grasped the God's lust demon. In the blessing of the lustful link, Valkia and Astariel also shared this spell and were protected and entangled by a layer of psychic skeleton.

"Let me go! You mortal!"

The Godly Demon was like a wounded female beast, and her attacks became more and more frantic. Her three arms fell like a violent storm, and she launched nine attacks in just six seconds. However, the opponent's defense was too high, and the damage she caused was healed by Mirielle with all her might.

At the same time, her other three arms healed rapidly at a faster speed than that of Leopard Girl!

"Damn demon, let me show you the power I gained at the cost of everything!"

Alleli wielded the scythe, holding up his injured body, and transformed into a demon once again.

In the creepy and cold magic, two antlers wrapped with green blood vessels and four scaly wings flapping with poisonous powder stretched out from her skull and back again. With Miriel's treatment and the powerful self-healing ability of the Nagog Demon in her body, she launched another charge. The giant sickle in her hand drew a perfect full moon of rotten green in the air, and in the splattering pink blood, she chopped off the three white jade arms that had not yet healed and could not move at shoulder level!

"Roar!!!"

The Slaanesh demon roared angrily, but the severe pain made her even more excited. A morbid smile appeared on her charming face. The other three arms suddenly turned into three six-headed whips, which suddenly wrapped around Allari, lifted him up high, and threw him down heavily, causing the entire earth to tremble and shake, and thick smoke rose into the sky.

If I can't break Aenarion's defenses, can I break yours?

The Goddess of Lust changed her strategy. She looked at the battlefield and saw that the giant and the archivist were inexplicably protected by a layer of psychic skeletons. She had learned enough about this defense from Aenarion and had no desire to attack. Only Alleri and the little nun were not protected.

The eyes of the God-Sex Demon lit up, and he ignored Aenarion who was holding him tightly. Eighteen flesh tentacles rushed towards the nun like eighteen long snakes, trying to kill the defenseless healer, but Astarielle's attack came again. Six long swords, controlled by psychic power, danced and spun in the air, cutting off those flesh tentacles one by one.

At this moment, Valkia raised her marble fist high up and brought it down heavily once again. The huge fist was like a collapsed tower or a collapsed sky, hitting Aenarion and the God-Lord Satyr's heads heavily!

The giant fist was raised, and dust flew everywhere. At this moment, the God-Lord Lust Demon, whose half body was crushed, was already a little panicked. Even though he possessed extremely strong self-healing abilities, he could not withstand such continuous attacks.

This group of people cooperated very well. Although Aenarion, who had extremely strong defense, did not deal much damage, he restricted himself tightly with his grappling and extremely strong defensive magic. He was an agile Slaanesh demon, not a muscular brute like Khorne. It was extremely difficult for him to penetrate his defense and break free from his restraints. What's more, there was a Sister of Christ behind him who was constantly healing Aenarion's injuries.

As for the other three, each one was more terrifying than the other. Although it looked easy for Allari to fight the demon-transformed mana, he had exhausted all his magic power. At this moment, the demon hunter recovered again with the self-healing of the Nagog demon in his body and the treatment of the Holy Light of Christ.

Astariel's attacks are ever-changing and hard to defend against. She can always use the most suitable spells or psychic powers at the most critical moments to amplify teammates and kill enemies.

And the giant exuding the aura of Khorne, relying on his 14-meter size and mass advantage, launched unbearable attacks again and again. Most of the damage on his body was caused by this damn Khorne thing!

At this moment, the Goddess of Sorcerer was already a little scared. She felt that she was being targeted by Slaanesh, Nagorn, Tzeentch, Khorne, and a demon sent by God!

She wanted to call for help, but the two hundred Khorne pirates under Valkia surrounded them, and no one could rush in. Some pirates even broke into the Governor's mansion and killed people. There was no one who could come to save her.

Allari's eyes were gouged out, burning with the flames of revenge, and he descended from the sky with four colorful demon-scale wings flapping. The Scythe of Corruption in his hand collided with the three blades of Slaanesh, accompanied by the clanging of metal, and sparks splashed all over the sky.

Astariel was quick-witted and continued to chant and cast instant spells, adding [Stone Fist] and [Blessing of Strength] to Allari, which made her power soar as she wrestled with the Slaanesh demon! Instantly breaking through the defense of the God-Lord Lust Demon, the Scythe of Decay drew a long scar of death in the air, and cut off her other three arms one by one at the shoulder. The six slender and elegant arms, like pale fallen leaves, withered to the ground powerlessly, and fell into the dust together with the fallen Nagog scale wings and the demon poison horn.

The demon of Slaanesh, whose six arms were chopped off and whose body was covered with wounds, had red cheeks and rolled his eyes in despair. He was in extreme pain.

, reaching the climax of bliss. The pain from having six broken arms was transformed into ecstasy, allowing her to reach the top of the cloud. Her muddy lower body was flooded with fluids. The poisonous snake's tail that emerged from her two beautiful buttocks roared and attacked again, but this time, the poisonous snake bit her own neck in front of everyone's stunned gaze and injected a neurotoxin into her body.

"You didn't expect that! This is my escape route! I admit that you won this time, but it doesn't matter. I'll be resurrected in my spare body and try again. Victory will eventually belong to me!"

The God-Lord Lust Demon laughed crazily. Astariel and Miriel were not in a hurry. They stretched out their hands at the same time. A ray of heavenly holy light that healed all things pulled the demon back from the brink of death. At the same time, they detoxified and dissolved the poison in her serpent's tail, causing the God-Lord Lust Demon's morbid smile to freeze on his face.

"Now! Aenarion! She is very weak! Continue the spell I taught you!"

Alleri spun the sickle and cut off the last part of her tail that could launch an attack. He then chopped off her slender and round legs from the thighs. The two beautiful legs fell to the ground along with the poisonous snake. With both feet broken, the four-winged demon hunter was pulled out, completing his revenge and whittling the God-Lord Lust Demon into a human stick.

Aenarion immediately chanted the spell of the Demon Hunter. The second, third... and sixth chains shot out from the chest, binding and piercing the body of the God-Lord Satyr who was cut into a human stick, shattering her physical form and binding the demon's soul. The chaotic origin of pleasure, indulgence, torture and pain was forcibly pulled out from the blood-stained, pink and colorful human stick and sealed into Aenarion's heart.

"Okay, the first step of the ritual was successful. After two more steps, you will become a true demon hunter."

Alleli said breathlessly, the antlers on his forehead and the scaly wings behind him disappeared, and at this moment he had reached his limit.

And Aenarion suddenly felt a pain on the back of his left hand. The mark that Slaanesh had given him had disappeared? There was no mark on the back of his hand.

No, are you Chaos Evil Gods so casual? I didn't ask you for a blessing, but you can just give it to me and take it as you please? Didn't I just seal a God-honored Demon that you favored?

Just as Aenarion was complaining about how stingy this dark god was, the back of his left hand began to burn again, and a new mark of Slaanesh was engraved on it.

[Mark of Slaanesh: Unrivaled Grace]: When you are not wearing armor or carrying a heavy load, you can add your Charisma bonus to your defense.

Hmm? A new Mark of Slaanesh? This is the Scaled Monk's Charm Defense! It's more powerful than the old Mark of Slaanesh. Uh, is He mocking me for having too high a defense like a turtle? He just gave me a defensive mark? These dark gods are so careless.

Aenarion looked at the Mark of Slaanesh on the back of his hand, then at the Mark of the Phoenix: Rebirth on the palm: Regenerating one point of health every six seconds.

The huge gap between the two Seals of the Gods made Aenarion feel a mocking sneer from the abyss of chaos. Some unclear whispers of demons were like a swarm of mosquitoes buzzing in his ears. After a while, it returned to silence. It might be because his perception was too low that he could not hear clearly what He said.

Chapter 111: Taking Yin to Replenish Yang

As the God of Slaanesh was sealed, the pink mist that filled the entire battlefield dissipated, and the remaining sixty-odd soldiers regained consciousness. Although they were covered in wounds, they were not dead after all. They widened their eyes in horror and found that the demon they had just fought bloody battles with was actually their comrade-in-arms.

The Crusaders and nuns who were treated as key targets and toyed with by the God-Devil were beyond help. The Crusaders, with more than a dozen demonic tentacles growing out of their seven orifices, were completely corrupted. The suction cups on the tentacles turned into hideous giant mouths, which invaded the bodies of the nuns and gnawed at their delicate flesh. The nine nuns were tortured to death by the double humiliation of their companions both physically and mentally, and none of them was left with an intact body.

One nun was even penetrated by tentacles in three holes and torn apart from the inside out, eating away all of her internal organs and muscles, leaving only an empty, bloody skin and a face filled with despair and horror.

While being bitten and humiliated, the Crusader Knights also had their remaining lives sucked away by the tentacles extending from their seven orifices. Their skin became shriveled and their muscles atrophied like deflated balloons. They turned into hideous corpses with only skin and bones left, and fell beside the nun, no longer breathing.

"Estariel, take Miriel back to the ship to rest first. This little girl has used Life Tap too many times for healing, exchanging blood for mana. Not to mention Night Raid, her mana is exhausted and she is almost dead."

Aenarion used his height advantage to block Miriel's view, not wanting the nun to see her compatriot being annihilated and dying in such a blasphemous way.

"Thank you, Captain Aenarion, but since I joined the Knights Hospitaller, I have been prepared for this. We have seen more brutal scenes than this when we fought against Muslims and Chaos pagans."

Miriel pretended to be strong, but her dignified and holy face had begun to turn red at the corners of her eyes, and her emerald green eyes were filled with tears. With trembling hands, she took out a flint and iron tool from her black skirt, rubbed them together to light a torch, and then burned herself.

The bodies of his twenty-nine brothers and sisters were burned.

"May the Lord use the flames to cleanse the filth you have been forced to touch, restore your innocence, and lead you to His kingdom of heaven, Sanan, Kells, Alice..."