Star Forge Titan

Hearing this, Alvin was a little dazed.

However, Angridius did not seize this opportunity to attack, because an inexplicable sense of crisis made him freeze in place and take a defensive stance.

"Ah, what a familiar line."

Ivan withdrew his hand and scratched his neck. His seemingly ordinary nails set off several sparks on the equally ordinary pale skin, which made Angridius' eyelids twitch.

Then, with countless memories in his mind, the black-haired boy stretched out his right arm holding the light hand axe, and bent his left hand to rest on his right arm, making a rather strange posture.

At the same time, the powerful magical pressure visible to the naked eye turned into a shining beam of light that shot up into the sky, causing the air around the young man to vibrate violently.

The bright flames thus blocked the ripples, as if the boy was radiating circles of terrifying white light that symbolized the power of destruction.

"Since you say this is a sacred ritual, well, then I suggest you use all your strength, otherwise..."

Angridius' eyes suddenly widened. The black-haired boy who had just been standing not far away suddenly disappeared on the spot, leaving only large cracks on the ground.

A familiar scene appeared again, but the attacking and defending sides were reversed.

It was not until this moment that the possessed demon heard the boy's cold voice.

"Die."

Chapter 48: Fighting Again in Armor

From the distant space, bursts of cheers were heard.

The appearance of the crimson cage's skull-stealing ritual meant that this battle had received the direct attention of the Blood God.

Even though separated by vast spatial distances and the impenetrable defenses of the heavens, the power of the Blood God Korrel still began to interfere with the nearby space, using his subordinate demons as beacons and the ongoing battle as a ritual source.

Therefore, before the outcome was decided, even if a high-level transcendent arrived, it would be difficult to break the surrounding "red cage." This was because it was a special power possessed by the Heretic God himself. Even if it was weak, it had a high priority far exceeding ordinary magic power and even some soul power.

The man and the demon trapped in the crimson cage were now engaging in an extremely dangerous hand-to-hand combat at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to catch.

However, even though he had created an excellent vessel using human flesh and blood, with performance surpassing that of ordinary vampires, the great demon Angridius still failed to catch sight of Ivan at the moment the battle began.

Along with that strange movement, the black-haired boy did not use any peerless swordsmanship that was so advanced that it was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

In reality, Ivan, wielding the axe, had no intention of using swordsmanship from the outset. All he did was simply the normal choice for a power-hungry, data-heavy player facing battle after initially building his basic skills and talent system.

That side is to maximize the advantages of its own attributes.

A powerful body, a formed skill system, and the combination of these creates simple yet extreme explosive power!

Instead of choosing the shortest straight line, Ivan ran away, leaving a series of arc-shaped tracks on the ground, and then he instantly appeared behind Angridius.

The axe blade in the boy's hand reflected the dazzling red light of the crimson cage, and as it chopped down, it also left a sharp crescent in the air that seemed to be condensed from blood.

However, even if this container cannot exert even one percent of its full strength, the soul of the great demon Angridius that came to the material world still has rich experience accumulated over a hundred years of bloody battles.

It relied on an almost instinctive reaction and lunged forward. Although the movement was ugly, it successfully avoided Ivan's heavy blow to its neck.

In order to minimize the time he had his back to the terrifying young man, Angridius forced a 180-degree turn in the air and dragged several deep grooves on the ground with his claws and sword to offset the inertia caused by the rapid forward rush.

Sure enough, just as Angridius looked behind him, Ivan's axe once again reached the top of the big devil.

This time, it had time to react, raising its two-handed sword horizontally and accurately blocking the second decapitation attack.

Next, unless an outsider possesses excellent dynamic vision at the level of a superhuman, he or she will not be able to see clearly any movements made by the two opposing sides.

Ordinary people could only notice two shadows flying through the air and colliding at high speed, accompanied by the harsh sound of weapons clashing and the sharp whistling caused by the air being torn apart.

As the battle continued, Angridius, who was constantly strengthening his body, actually felt more pressure. His body was covered with various wounds left by the hand axe. Even if they could heal on their own over time, it made this superior demon who had reached the level of a great demon feel extremely humiliated.

Don't forget, it had just been mocking its fellow, Karlbant, for being sealed within such an inconspicuous, even somewhat adorable, little hand axe. But within five minutes, it was Angridius' turn to be hacked to pieces by this somewhat 'adorable' little axe, leaving blood spurting from his body.

As for Ivan, who was fighting with it at high speed, in addition to consuming his physical strength quickly, the black-haired boy relied on his physical fitness which was stronger and faster than his opponent, as well as his rich combat experience which was no less than that of the big demon, to perfectly avoid all vital attacks that could cause serious injuries.

The remaining blows, which were neither light nor heavy, could not even penetrate the [God-given Armor - Invisible Scales] on the surface of his skin. The slight impact force that was transmitted through the scale defense was easily resistant by the Titan's strong body.

In contrast, the Great Demon Angridius could almost hear the waves of strange laughter in the air, accompanied by the waving of weapons. It was the taunting of Karbant, who was performing an extremely insulting dance at the edge of the field.

"I am going to kill you!"

Angridius roared on the spot, and the huge sound waves turned into transparent waves that pushed away everything around him.

Then, the possessed great demon soul caused the flesh and blood container shaped into the form of a high-level vampire to mutate again.

With a sound like cloth tearing, a pair of crimson wings resembling bat wings broke out from the back of the flesh and blood container, stained with spots of blood and minced meat.

However, Angridius, who had just begun his second transformation, heard the black-haired boy's cold and ruthless voice, as if the god of death was telling the time of his death anniversary.

"Even having wings won't make you an angel."

Without any time to think, Angridius thrust his two-handed sword directly from under his armpit to his back, while flapping his newly grown flesh wings backwards vigorously.

Relying on its rich combat experience, although it made choices with limited success rates, it still interfered with the attack launched by Alvin.

The hand axe tore a long and narrow wound on Angridius' back, leaving a serious injury on his spine, but it ultimately failed to directly cut off the spine of the container, making it completely lose its combat capability.

As expected of a great demon with rich combat experience, even if he only uses a container reshaped from human flesh and blood, he is not something I can easily deal with in a short period of time.

Alvin took two steps back, taking a breath and thinking with some regret in his heart.

"Human!" Angridius gritted his teeth and stared at the black-haired boy standing not far away holding an axe, and a chill rose in his heart.

Although he suggested that he should use all his strength, the other party did not give him any chance to use his full strength.

Fortunately, as a great demon, it had long understood that impotent rage was meaningless, so it did not continue this meaningless behavior. Instead, it seized the brief breathing time and tried to speed up the distortion and reshaping of the container.

Relying on the great demon's powerful evil force and incredible special abilities, in just a few breaths, Angridius made a complete set of golden-red full-body plate armor grow on the surface of the flesh and blood container!

Because of the enormous pressure, it even consumed its own limited soul power to create this set of fear armor.

If low-level demons obtain such a set of armor, they can even compete with high-level demons in blank state in a short period of time.

"Hey, don't blame me for being mean. This is also part of my own power. My God allows this behavior." The fully armed Angridius showed a ferocious smile.

"I want your head!" Angridius roared as he rushed towards the other party. The excitement in his eyes only lasted for a short tenth of a second.

Then, Ivan took off a ring, changed his body shape, raised one hand horizontally to the level of his shoulder, and recited an instruction in an orderly manner.

"Light—Recast!"

Chapter 49 Magical Realism

The command to activate the skill does not even require words.

Alvin simply raised his weapon and drew a circular arc above his head.

The solar shield is activated and the ash armor is put on!

The Ash Knight's abilities were fully activated, and the surging raw magic power quickly passed through Ivan's flesh and bones, which were as hard as steel.

Its own magic power resonates with the environment, and the path it passes through is filled with light, outlining a perfect halo, and inside is a tunnel of light radiating bright light.

The black-haired boy also radiated a layer of bright light from his entire body, making him appear to be completely covered by flames and light, or completely integrated into the dazzling fire and light, becoming a part of the light and flames, and becoming the light itself.

The free magic power in the environment quickly poured into the halo tunnel above the boy's head, and then immediately condensed into pieces of white armor solidified by light and flew out from it.

At the same time, the act of taking off the ring also allowed Alvin to show his true self.

It was a body that had undergone persistent strengthening and was now over two meters and five meters tall, with evenly distributed streamlined muscles that perfectly matched the golden ratio, developed but not bloated.

It is just like an ancient statue carefully carved by Michelangelo, fully demonstrating the perfect combination of strength and beauty, and releasing unparalleled majesty in every gesture.

Afterwards, the armor plates that were formed at high speed were automatically attached to this powerful body under the pull of an invisible force, and quickly merged with the flames and light emanating from his body, revealing a complete set of light-cast armor!

The edges of the shoulder armor were covered in layers of feather-like patterns, emitting a faint reddish glow, like the wings of a phoenix folding forward. A circular ornament with a white background and gold edges was fixed in the center of the breastplate, like the embodiment of some celestial structure.

The hand and leg armor, made of multiple pieces of metal stacked together, fully cover the limbs. The double-layer hem structure that naturally hangs down at the waist is covered with sturdy armor plates as fine as dragon scales, just like a pair of drooping steel wings.

The entire set of armor is filled with complex beauty and a sense of ritual constructed with a large number of symbols. While people marvel at its appearance, they also feel an indescribable majesty.

All of this happened in an instant, leaving Angridius, who was constantly strengthening his container, no time to react.

The demon's charge subconsciously stopped, and it changed its gaze from looking down to looking up in amazement, feeling an indescribable absurdity in its heart.

What's going on? Wasn't I performing a skull-stealing ritual with a human? How come in the blink of an eye, this guy has become like those guys from the upper planes? Bloody hell, where did that dazzlingly bright full-body armor come from?

The already light hand axe looked even smaller in the completely liberated hand of Ivan, so he waved to the spirit of Karlbant who was standing on the sidelines watching the show.

In an instant, the demon spirit in the shape of a little white sheep flew into Ivan's palm with a confused look on his face. The five fingers covered with sharp pure white finger armor did not feel the coldness of metal, but instead felt warm and gentle like the sun.

However, even with such a warm big hand, when it suddenly clenched, Karlbant's eyes still widened and almost popped out.

Then, with a "puff" sound, it was squeezed by its owner into a spherical spirit body that was emitting red light and looked like a flame.

"It's time to show your true form, the Axe of Annihilation - Nerukigate!"

Regardless of whether the weapon itself was willing or not, Alvin shouted the real name of the soul-made weapon, pressed the spirit body that had just been shaped into a ball into it, and then grasped the axe handle with both hands and pulled it hard to the left and right!

In an instant, the small hand axe, which originally looked elegant and simple, immediately revealed its true form.

A layer of red flames burned on the handles extending to both sides, and the wooden shell that usually disguised it was instantly reduced to ashes, replaced by a terrifying appearance that resembled a series of curved spines, the whole body as red as blood.

Extending from the handle to the axe blade is a brass skull with devilish horns, and its open jaw is covered with sharp fangs, as if it is constantly roaring angrily.

As if sensing the holder's increasingly strong fighting spirit, the amber crystal inlaid in the center of the axe blade suddenly emitted a red light, as if the animal's eyes that were originally slightly narrowed suddenly opened, infusing endless murderous aura directly into the blade.

The axe blade with uneven edges immediately began to rotate at high speed, making the unique "buzzing" sound of a chainsaw.

The sound was so loud, as if it was heralding the resumption of the battle!

On the other side, Angridius's face twisted uncontrollably when he heard Ivan shout out the Axe of Annihilation in the ancient language.

At first he was still complaining that the weapon looked really ferocious, and who was the real Terror Demon?

But after hearing that name, Angridius didn't know for a moment whether he should mock Karbant's new name or worry about what kind of horrible future he would face if this thing chopped off his head.

Even if he didn't die completely, after his head was chopped off by the Meow Meow Axe (homonym), he would not be able to walk with his head held high in the Brass Fortress for at least a thousand years.

He could well imagine what other demons would say behind his back when such a hopeless situation befell him. No, with the character of the Terror Demon, they would definitely laugh loudly at him in person.

Look at that guy, he was... hacked to death last time!

What? Someone was actually... hacked to death!?!

No way, no way, is it possible that someone will actually be... hacked to death!?!

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha~~~

NoGodPleaseNO!!! I can't die from this kind of thing!!!

Shocked by the image that came to mind, Angridius's already ferocious face became as terrifying and ferocious as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid.

The muscles of the flesh and blood container that the demon soul was attached to expanded again, and the flesh wings growing on its back suddenly spread out to the sides. Angridius completely burst out with the powerful momentum of a great demon.

Even the fear armor that grew out of the flesh and blood seemed to be infected by the intense fear, becoming extremely bright red and almost dripping with blood!

"Die! Mortal! You must die!" Angridius roared and pounced on the fully armed Ivan. The long sword in his claws suddenly grew larger and instantly turned into an extremely sharp two-handed giant sword.

Accompanied by the holder's hoarse roar, the sword blade quickly tore through the air and slashed at Ivan's neck with all its strength, trying to chop off his head with one sword.

The flapping wings generated a powerful thrust from the magic power. At this moment, Angridius burst out with a speed never before seen since the beginning of the battle.

This is also the characteristic of possessed demons. The flesh and blood containers controlled by them will continue to twist and become stronger during the battle, until they have an overwhelming advantage in terms of physical fitness and total amount of magic power, thus crushing the enemy.

However, this time, it was the great demon Angridius who was crushed.

Ding!

The two-handed giant sword was hit head-on by the Axe of Annihilation, and the madly spinning chainsaw and the sword blade collided with each other, causing sparks to fly.

Angridius, who was so close, could almost feel the strong wind caused by the spinning chainsaw with his skin, and he could also hear the sad and angry roar of the former demon vanguard officer Karlbant coming from the extremely ferocious soul-made weapon.

Ah, although you are a nasty fellow, I seem to understand you now, Karlband!

An inexplicable thought arose in Angridius's mind. The power transmitted from the two-handed giant sword made him begin to doubt whether what he saw was real. Perhaps, he was just experiencing an illusory dream, a nightmare that came suddenly without any sign?

After all, how could a mortal be stronger than a demon! [Hellish curse] What the hell!!!

Angridius's arms, whose muscles had swelled to the size of an average person's waist, were actually trembling slightly at this moment, and the two weapons wrestling with each other were slowly moving towards him at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sparks from the spinning chainsaw fell on the demon's face. Although the slight heat would not cause any harm to it, the resulting pressure was as heavy as a mountain.

[Hell swear!] [Hell swear!] I shouldn’t have gone through that crack…

The magical reality made Angridius have thoughts that were completely unlike those of a Terror Demon, which would obviously bring him great trouble.

Because, Kongriel hates cowardly wimps!

The main body still in hell vaguely heard a roar, followed by the sharp sound of a cup being smashed.