Star Forge Titan

"How is this possible? It's only been a short time..." Romulustigos made an incredulous sound.

It gritted its teeth, raised its bloody right hand (even as a demon of Naur, the wound torn by space was not so easy to heal). It grabbed the stunned little demon by the shoulder and threw it upwards.

During the flight, the little Nurvus demon screamed and swelled rapidly. Its belly was immediately swollen by the rapidly secreted toxic acid, and its skin became translucent, turning it into a living strong acid bomb.

Facing the toxic bomb, Ivan made no attempt to dodge, watching the little demon scream as it exploded in mid-air. Highly toxic acid and mucus splattered everywhere, but the young warrior at the center of the blast remained unaffected.

Whether it was the shock wave from the explosion or the splashing acidic venom, they all passed directly through his body, as if they were just false light and shadow woven by illusion.

Perfect and seamless, the relationship between heaven and man lasts forever.

The defense formed by using the invisible celestial clothes to isolate the surrounding space and connect them with each other almost makes Alvin himself independent of the material world.

Any attack outside the physical realm cannot reach him while he maintains this state.

On the contrary, the attacks he launched could...

Holding the immortal holy sword Revatin in one hand, Ivan casually stabbed the red blade condensed by fire to his side.

There was originally nothing there, but the piercing blade of light seemed to be inserted into an invisible pocket. The tip of the sword immediately disappeared, and the front half of the sword body sank into the void together with it.

"Oh, poof." The great demon Romultigos suddenly let out a strange cry.

The slight pain that it had not felt for many years made it subconsciously look down, and then it found that half of the sword had appeared in the center of its belly.

That half of the sword was glowing red all over, and the edge was completely condensed from pure light and fire.

It looks very familiar, as if you have just seen it somewhere.

Ah, now I remember, isn’t this the magic sword in the little man’s hand?

Hmm, so that's it, it's a sword... Aa ...

Romulustigos screamed in agony.

The Immortal Holy Sword, even if it is an incomplete Immortal Holy Sword, its extreme destructive power is enough to make a great demon suffer unbearable pain.

Alvin turned a deaf ear to this and just stood high in the sky, swinging his lightsaber slowly but with unyielding force, drawing a perfect circle around him.

At this point, the great demon of Narwhal, Romulus, was cut in half by the young warrior.

Chapter 43: Breaking the Air and Slashing

"Hmmmmmm!"

Lumpybeard Romulutigos was like a fat sea cucumber that had been chopped off, with the round and fat half of his body rolling on the ground while bleeding.

The attack of the Immortal Holy Sword was far more terrifying than it appeared. Even though the wound was already bleeding like a fountain, the continuously burning flames could never be extinguished. It was like a cancer attached to the bone, constantly burning Romulus's blood, flesh, soul and bones, making it howl in pain.

But this guy is worthy of being a great demon under Narvus. Even after suffering such a severe blow, he did not die completely. Instead, he relied on the power of the cancerous poison to force his wounds to heal quickly, forming a stalemate with the flames burning his flesh and blood.

The space rift that was originally blocked by it with the vitality of the great demon also began to shrink and fluctuate violently, closing inward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Through the increasingly shaky image within the spatial rift, Ivan saw over seven hundred demonic warlocks gushing blood. The scene was truly spectacular. If a spell involving spatial transfer backfired, even a demon of Narvus's constitution would suffer a severe blow.

As the saying goes, bitter wine makes everyone who drinks it feel bitter. Looking at the chaotic scene of the deep hell opposite, the young Titan descendants and the generally young (in the heavenly sense) Seraphim just want to laugh at this moment.

As for the half-great demon Romultigos who was left in the Fire Realm Heaven, of course the "half" here only refers to the quantity rather than the rank. In short, this half-great demon is now wailing and complaining constantly.

"Oh, kind old father, this is such a severe test! How can there be an Immortal Holy Sword? How can there be a descendant of a noble one? Why is it him again? Why is it always him?!"

"To be honest, I didn't expect this kind of encounter to happen." Alvin shrugged with a relaxed expression, then walked down the stairs in mid-air as if stepping on an invisible transparent staircase.

"What are you going to do with this thing? If you sacrifice it to the gods, you can get a very generous reward."

Lucifer smiled as he flew to the boy's side. The ends of the feathers that made up the steel wings behind him spewed flames, and he adjusted his flying posture with extreme precision at all times, making the Seraphim look graceful and powerful.

"Then let's offer the sacrifice. It just so happens that I owe a favor to an old man." Alvin nodded in agreement without thinking.

Sacrifice is not exclusive to evil gods. Warriors under the command of righteous gods will also offer the demons they kill as sacrifices in exchange for gifts from the gods.

To put it in a more down-to-earth way, it can be understood as an important part of calculating the KPI of the season, or it can be more straightforwardly called a kill reward.

"How rude! Don't you think about the person you're talking about?" Romulus, who wasn't dead yet, raised his head unhappily, his swollen face full of indignation. He now looked like a piece of soft feces after a cat had a stomach ache, half of his body slumped on the ground, unable to move.

It must be said that the demons of Nurul were far more gentlemanly than the roughnecks under the command of the Horril. Even when they were hacked to pieces and rolled on the ground like bloody gourds, they didn't swear or utter a single curse word. They were probably more accustomed to directly spitting feces, literally.

But having a gentlemanly attitude does not mean being a true gentleman.

Ultimately, it is still a demon, a malevolent entity whose heart and body are shaped by the twisted ways of the evil god.

"Ugh!!!" Large handfuls of dark red liquid gushed out of Romulus' mouth like a waterfall, turning into a long water column that shot towards the two people in the air.

Faced with this sudden attack, neither the Seraph nor the young warrior was surprised at all. The former was surrounded by flames and the latter was surrounded by light. In just an instant, they disappeared from the spot.

Flash Charge!

Dimensional Hadoken Lower Stage 2 - Realm!

Seraphs were highly mobile space-based troops, their steel wings propelling them across vast distances with the blazing flames of their wings. As Ivan's understanding of the nature of space deepened, his newly developed Dimensional Wave Fist became more sophisticated. With a True Flash, he appeared a hundred meters away.

Both of them accurately avoided Romulus's sudden sneak attack.

"The strongest air defense." Alvin looked down at Romulustigos with dark red blood plasma flowing from the corner of his mouth, and felt a sense of nostalgia in his heart.

In his memory, he had repeatedly piloted the Colossus through airdrops in the virtual world of Palladia to launch deep strikes. Back then, the demonic bombardment was like raindrops falling in opposite directions, dense and continuous.

Even among the endless stream of demonic spells, the zombie blood waterfall unique to the great demon Narvus is one of the most terrifying existences in terms of strength and threat.

They are dead yet still alive, thus possessing a deformed power to completely fight against death.

That poisonous blood, a paradoxical mixture of life and death, corrodes everything it touches. Living people become walking corpses, and metal quickly rusts and weathers, forcing even the Colossus to avoid its brunt.

Although the current Alvin is not the fifth-level giant master he was back then, the enemy is not an endless army of demons like a tidal wave.

At this moment, he only needed to face half a great demon, a half great demon that was seriously injured by the double attack of the space rift and the Immortal Holy Sword.

The demons of Narvus have strong vitality, and use various corrosion techniques, both overt and covert. They also have the strange ability to consume their own flesh and blood and vitality to quickly produce little demons.

Various information about the enemy flowed rapidly in his mind, and Alvin made a series of judgments quickly like an experienced hunter.

Swing your sword!

The red lightsaber streaked across the void around him.

The hissing sound, like cold water being poured on hot metal, was heard constantly.

"Oh, kind old father, how do you know the existence of the invisible plague!" Romulus cried out in surprise and confusion.

Because I've seen too many videos of people being wiped out by this trick...

Invisible Poison, in Virtual Paladia, this is a debuff that starts to accumulate after the appearance of the Narvus Demon. Once the number of layers exceeds a fixed threshold, it will immediately cause a random combination of serious consequences including instant death, disability, deformation, etc.

But even the magic virus created using the evil power of the demon Narvus has not completely escaped the nature of the virus. Its tiny size is destined to make it difficult to adapt to sudden changes in extreme environments.

And speaking of extremes, what could be more extreme than the flames of destruction created by the Immortal Holy Sword - Revatin?

A smile appeared on Alvin's face, and he inexplicably missed his colleagues in his heart, but his hands did not hesitate at all.

Dimensional Hadoken Lower Stage 1 - Edge! Hundred Continuous Fire!

Use the sword as a fist and cut through the air instantly!

The scorching sword formed by fire and light easily sank into the depths of nothingness, and the high-temperature blade was instantly transferred to Romulus' neck.

Pfft!

The Flame Demon Sword cut through the demon's neck with incredible speed, like a hot knife cutting through butter.

Due to its huge size, this guy's neck is as long as an elephant's. The broken Immortal Holy Sword is at most just a toothpick to it.

But is boxing such an inconvenient thing?

Teleport! Teleport! Teleport!

Multiple teleportations occurred almost simultaneously, and the lightsaber Revatin itself continued to lengthen.

It was as if dozens of Ivans were swinging their swords at the same time, and dense red sword lights formed a circle around the demon's thick neck.

"Here we go again..." Romulustigos lay on the ground and sighed helplessly.

The next second, its head fell off.

Chapter 44: Secret Anger and Annoyance

Bo Ya Ji——

Accompanied by a sound like wet dough being thrown onto a chopping board.

Ivan used the immortal holy sword Revatin to chop off Romulustigos's head. The red flames mixed with golden lightning instantly climbed up the entire head of the demon, causing the latter to scream miserably.

Even though Revatin was incomplete at this point, as a holy sword among the immortal treasures, specifically designed for killing, its power was immense beyond imagination. The flames emanating from the swing of this flaming demonic sword were not ordinary natural fires, but destructive fires imbued with the will to destroy, an undying raging flame!

Apart from a sufficiently strong soul willpower, there is almost no other way to extinguish it...

Therefore, it must be emphasized again that the Great Demon of Nurul is the most tenacious of all demons. At this moment, Romulustigos actually endured the excruciating pain of being burned, and from his neck, seven or eight legs of varying thicknesses randomly sprouted, propped up his head, and ran away.

Its fat body, having lost a "little thing", was groping around in panic, looking just like an ordinary fat guy who accidentally lost his glasses and hurriedly lay down to look for them.

However, Romulus lost more than just a pair of glasses, he lost his entire head as well. He was so careless, so careless!

"Oh, you slow-witted fat boy! Can't you see I'm here?" Romulustigos' head was running wildly and shouting. Its reduced size seemed to make its voice become shrill, and it sounded somewhat similar to those little demons of Nurul.

Is this guy playing dumb?

Alvin stood on a high place and silently watched the extremely funny scene in front of him.

His gaze quickly fell on the space crack that had not yet completely closed, and then he showed understanding.

For the Great Demon of Naurus, losing half his body was at best a serious injury. What really made Romulus lose his composure was the sudden and severe barrier between him and the Deep Hell.

As a great demon, it couldn't easily transfer its essence outside of the Deep Hell. Even when it used its body to block the spatial rift, the more important part of it must have been transferred to the other half. After all, for a Nurul demon, switching the head and tail was not unacceptable.

In this way, when an accident occurs, it has a greater chance of escaping unscathed, or at least not losing its life completely.

On the contrary, if Romulustigos lacked even this level of caution, he wouldn't have made it all the way to the Great Demon. Deep Hell doesn't have a friendly office environment where everyone is welcome.

But it never expected that before the mission was completed, a young man holding the Immortal Holy Sword (a fragment) would appear in front of it and cut off half of its body in just a moment.

This was very surprising, as it resulted in Romulus, the great demon of Narvus, being unable to exert his full strength.

All I can say is that accidents always happen when people think nothing will happen.

Even Romulus began to wonder if the seemingly naturally occurring spatial rift had been deliberately fabricated by the Celestial Realm? Was all this a conspiracy by the Celestial Realm?!

Damn it! These feathered creatures are truly vicious, actually trying to deceive and attack an innocent gentleman like me! I'll have to punish them severely when I get the chance! I'll punish them mercilessly and unreasonably!

With a foul thought swirling within him, Romulustigos desperately sought to approach the spatial rift. Although its previous act of tearing at the rift itself had already further instability, as long as it drew close enough, it could activate its other half and unleash its true trump card—the cancerous plague! This power, emanating from the authority of a benevolent Great Father, would surely defeat... repel the formidable foe before it!

So, it’s time to make use of your remaining energy, eat well, sleep well and enjoy a hundred years of endless happiness to maintain a plump body!

In an instant, Romulus's eyes were burning, and its body, which looked like it was groping around like an idiot, began to shake violently.

Is this guy on vibrate mode?

Alvin subconsciously swung his sword.

The fire of destruction outlined a flaming blade curved like a crescent moon and flew forward.

But as soon as he launched the attack, a very obvious look of regret appeared on his face.

Oh no, this guy is a Nurul demon. Aside from the Terror Demon, he's the most dangerous person who's accustomed to turning himself into a bomb.

The next second, the body of the demon hit by the flame blade exploded immediately, and countless broken limbs and debris flew around like shrapnel, with such force that it could easily penetrate a full metal armor.

The surrounding cabins were instantly riddled with holes, and a look of intense pain crossed Ivan's face. He himself remained unscathed, his body pierced through by the incredibly powerful fragments like phantoms. This was because the surrounding space had been distorted to a certain degree, creating a dimensional corridor that connected the front and back, forcing all approaching matter and energy to bypass Ivan's true location.

Although Romulus did not suffer any damage, he had achieved his goal. The chaos caused by the explosion of his body was enough to conceal the fact that he was splitting up (literally).

It looked like the object was approaching the space rift.

Snapped!

"It's really dangerous." With a pretentious but slightly playful sigh, Romulus's fast-running head was firmly stepped on by a heel.

The silver combat boots forged from heavenly metal were not afraid of the erosion of demonic power at all. Even the continuously burning fire of destruction retreated under the light shining above the angel's head.

Lucifer was smiling brightly at the moment, but this expression looked extremely hideous to Romulustigos. He looked as if he had accepted his fate, but in the blood and flesh splattered after his body exploded just now, there was an inconspicuous bundle of muscle that was arching upwards like a maggot, wriggling with all its might towards the direction of the space rift.

Little angel, you didn't expect this! This is my true counterattack route! Just a little closer and I can establish contact with the main body!