Your Majesty's money, why don't you engrave my name on it?

"Otto! Come down quickly!" Philip shouted from below. "We can't defeat this guy. Now I'm afraid only Master Charles can save this city!"

Perhaps more than half the attendees had been killed or wounded, but at least there were still some living souls to comfort them. If Otto and the others could still muster some courage in the face of those demons, the mere presence of this giant was enough to shatter their courage.

But at least they still have saviors they can hope for, such as Master Ciel.

"Look, take a good look, Wood, I am much more proficient than you in understanding mortals. They will not give up hope easily, right?" Suddenly, the giant who was about to bombard the building again stopped the hammer in his hand. In the air where there used to be a rooftop, a devil with a graceful figure but two horns on her head and her short servant walked out of the portal leisurely.

"Humph."

Wood had a gloomy expression and did not respond, but in his heart he had already begun to secretly plan how to torture these stupid mortals who caused him to lose the bet.

The devil's tricks for those who prostitute themselves are usually this: they initially offer generous terms, but through repeated jokes and games, the leash around the contracted sorcerer's neck is slowly tightened. Most sorcerers who have made a contract with the devil believe they can escape or control the shackles before they are completely suffocated, but they eventually find that this is an impossible task.

Wood now felt his leash beginning to tighten.

"Come and take a good look, friends," Index raised his hand and projected a scene. Although most of the people present could not recognize the wine god's hidden treasure, at least they could see the space that seemed to have been ravaged by the power of the two gods, as well as the many "human figures" lying on the ground who had escaped death.

"Master Charles!" "Consul Alfonso!" "Are those priests from the Church of Dionysus?" Everyone exclaimed in horror. Alfonso wasn't particularly outstanding, but Master Charles was truly the patron saint of Qingzun City!

If even he couldn't stop this... would Qingzun City fall today? Had the glory of the god of wine no longer favored them?

"If any of you have wavered in your faith in Delnesos, there is no need to worry," the devil laughed. "But He is indeed a bit busy right now and has no time to respond to your prayers. In fact..."

"He actually cares about a small wine glass in the endless cellar. You should be proud of it."

"Devil, what is your purpose?" Otto shouted courageously, "Why Qingzun City?"

"Why? That's always a good question, no matter the suffix." Index snapped his fingers. "How about 'you are part of a series of plans'?"

"Actually, you didn't have to die here. Jiuyu has many ways to explain the plan, but my little dog insisted on having his toys, and I also have some complaints about my stubborn resistance to you, which resulted in my losses being slightly greater than expected. So... I'm sorry—isn't that right?"

Wood had prepared a lot for this moment, but after the initiative fell completely into Index's hands, he found that whatever he said seemed boring and tedious.

"Click them."

"Got it," the devil's gaze fell on the fire giant beside him. "You must have seen him just now. This is... whatever, he's an armorer. He's in charge of all the hammering and banging."

"Fuck you, Intissi." The fire giant spat at the devil. Although he missed, he swung the hammer in his hand again.

At this moment, Otto, who had lost his weapon, did not dare to delay any longer. He quickly turned around and jumped towards the ground, narrowly avoiding the hot iron hammer that could melt him into a pool of slag. However, at the moment he landed, he heard a thunder-like exclamation in the air.

"Dang!" The fire giant's hammer bounced back, and the loud noise caused by the collision hurt the eardrums of the people around.

At the place where the collision occurred, a figure wearing heavy black armor appeared, holding a nearly melted two-handed giant sword pointing diagonally towards the sky. Its owner, who was also somewhat incomplete, stared coldly at the four-and-a-half-meter-tall giant craftsman.

"Lord Leslaufer!" Philip was so shocked that he almost cried out, "How could you—"

"This is called 'retribution,'" he said, his icy blue eyes darting back and forth between the fire giant and the higher demon, his voice hoarse, "It seems I played too hard with those chains. Now I don't have any strength left."

"You mean he blocked his hammer head-on?!" Even Intis couldn't help herself. She looked Leslaufer up and down. "Ah, you're the one who killed the Chain Demon, right? I was just wondering how that young man could do that."

Being described like this, Otto's face couldn't help but feel hot, but looking at the giant like a hill and Reslaufer standing like a mountain in front of him, he felt that it didn't seem to be a big deal.

"That's a good opponent," Rathlough coughed. "I hope you'll be the same."

"You are no match for me now," the fire giant rumbled. "Your body is as worthless as your weapon. Get out of my way."

"I thought you were going to just hit me with a hammer."

"Before you blinded me, I was a member of the Molten Tide," the fire giant snorted coldly. "To defeat a spent warrior is not an honor but a shame. Human, get out of the way."

"I won't allow it." Leslaufer looked at the big sword in his hand, threw it aside, and then drew out a short sword again. "Come on, big guy, see if you can let me dodge."

"You are courting death!" The angry roar of the fire giant and the sound of the hammer breaking through the air suddenly merged into one, but in between, there was a series of wild laughter.

"I just like this!"

Chapter 253 Explosion and Fall

"Roar--"

Angelita hid in the ruins outside the manor, focusing on this battle of completely unequal magnitude. However, so far, she found that the one who had the upper hand was actually Leslaufer!

The roar just now came from the mouth of the fire giant. When he leaned over and hugged his injured ankle, Leslaufer appeared in another direction without any new wounds on his body.

"Wake up, or you'll die." Reslaufer shook off the giant's blood that flowed like magma on his sword. "This shouldn't be all you have, right?"

"I am a craftsman," the fire giant moved his hand away. The wound that Reslaufer had just cut was now completely unrecognizable. "But you are right—"

The fire giant suddenly took a deep breath and exhaled, and the flames of purgatory swept out, without warning, engulfing Reslaufer and the surrounding ruins. "I haven't used my full strength yet."

"Hey, hey!" The devil in the sky suddenly conjured up a whistle and blew it. "What are you doing? You are a member of the Molten Tide. Where is your honor?"

"I'm a devil," the fire giant sneered. His sharp horns, which shouldn't belong to a giant, were well hidden among the many decorations on his head. He swung his hammer and smashed it into the flames that had not yet dissipated. "Die!"

The Fire Giant had used similar methods to kill enemies more than once, including even his own people. However, this time, the feeling he felt when he struck his hammer wasn't a crisp touch, but a tough barrier—it was magic!

"Cunning human!" The giant, realizing that he had been tricked, was horrified and retreated hurriedly. However, under the smoke, a female voice was heard singing, and the cold frost drew an arc in the air and hit his forehead accurately.

As the smoke and dust cleared, an emerald green elven sword was seen lying across the giant's face. The swordsman was a young girl, with the coldness surging in her left hand, ready to strike. Behind her was Reslaufer, who was almost unharmed by the flames.

He was indeed at the end of his strength. If he really faced the flames, he would probably fall down.

"An...you?!" Reslaufer was just as shocked as the others. "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to leave?"

"Let you die here?" Angelita turned around. "I didn't pay you to satisfy your own pleasure!"

"Look, uncle," Angelita placed her left hand on the sword. The icy blue and emerald green immediately transformed into various colors under the flames, appearing gorgeous and enchanting. "It's stable enough. I'm sure it can help you."

"Oh, it's two against one now. The odds are stacked against you, big guy!" Index shouted gleefully, "But you still have a chance! All you have to do is simply—"

"Shut up!" The giant roared and wiped the water stains off his face, then rushed towards Leslauf and Angelita again with a roar. This time he no longer hid, and not only between his mouth and nose, but also on his fists and hammer were covered with terrifying flames.

Angelita blocked with her sword, but the girl's strength was obviously not enough to compare with Reslaufer, and her defensive posture was destroyed in an instant. But just as the giant tried to further hurt the human girl, a flying axe came flying and deeply embedded itself between the muscles of his shoulder.

"Old Lei! Annie!" The dwarf's voice of Vondar was no less powerful than the elves' singing at this moment. "We are here to help!"

"Margaret is in charge of the transfer, don't worry," Bella transformed into a bat and swooped down from the sky, saving Angelita from the giant's hammer. "We don't plan to escape!"

As Reslaufer struggled to get up, a healing melody happened to ring in his ears, causing the mercenary's already tattered skin to begin to mend itself.

Leslaufer took a deep breath. The slight pain and itchiness during the healing process was insignificant to him. What was important was that with the familiar sound of the piano, he felt that his almost dried-up energy was flowing out again!

A matte was suddenly put into Leslaufer's hands. He turned around and saw the poet with a conflicted look on his face.

"Old Lei, that..." Daisy made up her mind and simply closed her eyes, "Be gentle!"

"I'll try to make sure you have something to play in the future," Leslaufer turned to look at the giant, grinning and holding his instrument upside down as he approached. "Come on, man, come on!"

"Vondar, cover the right flank! Bella, attack his rear! Annie, you go left and I'll go right!"

"How dare you do this! There is no honor in this!" The giant roared, but he could not rely on his own reinforcements at all and could only bear it all alone - but before the battle began, a ray of ice from Angrita once again blinded his eyes.

"Honor?" Reslaufer, full of energy again, twisted his body in mid-air to avoid the swinging hammer.

The next second, the seemingly ordinary matte had hit the giant's ear hard, and the sound of thunder rose from the ground, even knocking over the other companions who cooperated with Reslaufer's action.

But what fell to the ground with them were the giant's knees and a huge eyeball that fell out.

"No—" the giant let out a heartbreaking wail, which quickly turned from a description into a statement. The behemoth frantically tore at its own skin, and beneath it were organs and tissues that gradually began to brighten and heat up!

"Damn it! Run! The farther away the better!" Vondar roared. "I've heard of this thing. It will—"

"Blow up the entire upper city!" Index's triumphant laughter set the panicked shouts below as the perfect background sound. "Even though it will fall down anyway, what's better than doing it yourselves? Enjoy it!"

The devil grabbed Wood beside her, pulled herself out and went into the portal beside her. This place was only two portals away from the Nine Hells, so she could easily leave the city where the upper and lower urban areas were about to "merge into one".

But just as she was about to disappear through the portal, Wood behind her let out a terrified cry. Reslaufer, lying on the ground, looked around, then leaped up, using the rubble for leverage several times before leaping towards Wood!

"You were the one who placed those empty shells outside the city, weren't you?" They temporarily left the explosion behind them. However, before Wood could do anything else, Leslaufer followed them through the portal and immediately broke the "big guy's" nose with a punch.

"Did you think you could escape from me a second time?!"

Chapter 254 Wood's Armor

"I use the curtain fish..."

Although Wood was not bad in physique, he was no match for Leslough. He had no time to get up in a hurry and had to roll several times before he had the chance to start chanting an incoherent spell.

Anyway, the person who signed the contract with him is now present, so even if the spell is completely wrong, it will not have much impact.

The premise is that Leslaufer will give him the opportunity to continue asking for power.

"Boom!" Two black and red rays entwined and shot out from Wood's palms, piercing Reslaufer's chest. The Broken Halberd's armor immediately began to hum under the heavy load.

However, Reslaufer only paused for a moment before continuing to reach out to grab Wood with his big hand - even if the blow pierced his chest, he would kill this short man!

"Intis, save me—"

When the cold, lifeless hand gauntlet pressed against Wood's face, he couldn't help but cry out for help. He clearly saw, within his sect leader's vision, that creature, even more terrifying than his demonic master, had already sprung out his other hand and was heading straight for the back of his head!

If he gets hit hard, even if he has three heads, he will probably just be a pile of debris in the hands of this demon!

"Alright, alright, let him go, boy!"

Just as Wood was on the verge of death, Index's finger snap rang out like heavenly music. The heavily armored man gasped. His armor suddenly became as hot as molten iron, and parts of it even began to glow red!

But...so what?

His icy blue eyes coldly pointed at the devil, and his hands, without hesitation, continued to cover Wood's head. Along with the "big guy" Wood's hellish screams and the sizzling sound of his fat boiling, a rancid, sweet aroma spread throughout the mysterious wine cellar!

"Tear—" After a few minutes, Leslaufer tore off his gauntlets, revealing several pieces of charcoal that had been burnt to the point where their original shape could no longer be seen, stuck to them, as if they had melted together.

Leslaufer didn't try to shake them off. Judging from the touch, the flesh inside the gauntlets should be in a similar state - those protective fabrics would have no effect in the face of this kind of magic.

"Well, you just won't listen, right?" Index frowned. She landed slowly, stretched out her index finger and hooked it at Wood's body. An illusory spirit followed it and stayed behind the devil in a daze.

"But you can't do anything except hurt yourself. He's mine, and he can only die if I let him."

The spirit gradually solidified into Wood's abominable face. He stared at Leslough with malice and seemed to be saying something when he opened his mouth.

"Are you sure?" Intissi feigned surprise, covering her mouth. However, her emotionless eyes betrayed her complete anticipation of the situation. "I don't intend to tighten your bonds so soon, but a contract is a contract, you know that, right?"

Reslaufer saw that "Wood" was muttering something again, but he didn't want to delve into the details. Without waiting for the devil on the opposite side to make any further moves, the mercenary rushed forward with his lava-like boots, raised the blunt object on the side of the Broken Halberd's forearm, and slashed down at the side of Intiss's neck!

A sword appeared out of thin air, narrowly piercing Reslaufer's armor. However, the mercenary's subsequent preparations were in vain. The demon had no intention of fighting him. After blocking, it leaped back, pushing Wood's spirit forward.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in fighting or killing," Index said with a carefree smile. Then, pieces of metal armor flew out from the portal to Purgatory, enveloping Wood's spirit layer by layer. "But I think he definitely wouldn't refuse such an opportunity."

"This is a goal you haven't accomplished before. Now I'll help you achieve it." The devil waved his sword forward. The newly formed armor, which contained nothing but the spirit body, suddenly moved and grabbed the weapon. "It's a step further than animated armor. It's a construct with powerful martial arts skills. However, this time, the core inside is..."

"And you, boy, you will pay the price for offending me! You think you are so strong? Then try to kill your opponent again, if you can do it!"

Amid the devil's laughter as he watched from the sidelines, Wood, now armed with weapons and corresponding technology, let out a howl that was completely incomprehensible to humans, driving his armor towards Reslaufer!

The sword was obviously not an ordinary object. Reslaufer relied on the armor made by the dwarves to subconsciously raise his arm to block it. However, with a sound, when Reslaufer retreated, a knife mark that was almost deep into the bone was left on the arm armor that had almost melted into the flesh!

"Roar--"

Upon achieving a successful strike, the terrifying armor emanating from purgatory instantly raised its sword and let out a deafening roar, as if declaring victory. Reslaufer's brow furrowed, feeling an unprecedented pressure. This armor, powered by Wood's spirit, possessed not only immense power but also superb combat skills. Furthermore, it was clear that the devil was manipulating everything from behind the scenes.

"Do you think you can defeat me like this?" Reslaufer responded with an even more terrifying roar. As the armor launched another fierce attack, the sword drew cold rays of light in the air. Reslaufer changed his strategy and no longer fought hard. Instead, he began to look for opportunities to counterattack in the gaps between dodging.

However, the physical strength of a living person will be consumed over time, but this will not be the case for constructs. Leslaufer knows that if he continues to delay, he will be the only one to fall in the end.

But how to escape this dilemma? Reslaufer didn't know, but the vibrations outside were getting more and more intense, and the giant's explosion had finally reached this place.

Uptown has begun its final descent.

"Bang." Leslaufer jumped over the body of a Dionysus priest on the ground, and the armored sword chased after him, knocking down the wine rack next to where he had just stopped, and all kinds of wine fell all over the ground.

As Leslaufer followed his gaze, a wine bottle of a familiar color slid from the ground to his front, but it did not turn into mud and debris like its counterparts.

"pick it up."

A voice came into Reslaufer's ears from somewhere. Seeing that the armor was attacking again, Reslaufer didn't bother to think and grabbed the bottle of wine with his backhand. However, when this makeshift weapon was shattered under the sword, Reslaufer's nostrils twitched involuntarily - he would not easily forget this taste!

“Drunken Killing”?! Why did it have to be this!

Chapter 255 The Devil's Broken Arm

At this moment, the unique aroma of wine suddenly spread throughout the secret space, but it did not seem to cause any waves. Even the devil did not notice anything wrong.

However, just as the construct was about to step forward and deliver another blow, in the eyes of Wood, who was no longer Wood, shadows that were extremely similar to it but completely different from it suddenly appeared around Reslaufer!

Those were actually spirits, and at this moment these spirits were not indifferent, but were attacking Wood from three sides!

"Nine Hells, this is impossible!"

At this time, Wood had lost all his emotions. When faced with the sudden attack, he only knew to fight back and kill. However, Intis behind him suddenly cried out in surprise.

"Damn it... it's that wine! It's bringing these spirits to life - this is revenge!" The devil immediately understood what was going on, but she couldn't solve the problem.