The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

Sobalukai no longer held back, unleashing a single sword strike that instantly transformed into several silver dragons.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The silver dragon kept crashing into the sword light that Arios had transformed into, and the sword energy of the two peerless swordsmen intertwined and melted in the night sky.

The dim light of the sword clashed with the bone sword in Sobalukai's hand, and in the end, Arios's weapon was superior.

"Snapped!"

The bone sword broke instantly.

"boom!"

Arius, who was about to launch a desperate attack, was also heavily struck and thrown away by the wind pressure generated by the bone sword, and fell to the ground unable to move.

"cough!"

Arios coughed up a mouthful of blood with difficulty, a look of resentment on his face.

"It seems it's a little short."

Sobalukai looked down at the longsword embedded in his chest.

If it were just three centimeters deeper, it could pierce its heart.

Sobalukai changed his grip on the broken sword to a normal one, preparing to throw it to send the unknown hero on his final journey.

Just then, a red figure suddenly appeared in front of it.

"Then it's not bad."

Tilisa gripped the hilt of the sword and thrust it forward with one hand.

The longsword pierced through the sword demon's chest in an instant.

Chapter 385 Encounter

Demonic blood trickled down Sobalukai's lips, a flicker of astonishment in its eyes.

He hadn't expected that even though he traded his injury for another, he was still a fraction slower than Tilisa.

But when his gaze fell upon the scarlet magic runes covering Tilisa's body, he seemed to understand something.

"So you're not much better after all," Sobalukai sneered.

These magical runes left by Vohors should have transformed into spatial rifts to tear Tilisa's body apart, but she forcibly stopped them with the power of the runes, rendering them unable to function.

It seems that this was the method she used to quickly defeat Vohors.

However, this power of the time-manipulating runes, though magical, cannot last. It is only a matter of time before these runes start operating again.

At that moment, all the spatial magic on Tilisa's body will erupt at once, enough to tear her to shreds.

"If you were a hero, you would be the greatest threat to my demon race since Hitley. Unfortunately, you are not. Everything you have done is nothing more than making wedding dresses for the hero."

"I'd even trade my own life for this kid's."

Knowing that time was running out, Sobalukhe continued to mock Tilisa.

"You talk too much."

Tilisa twisted the hilt of the sword forcefully, causing the blade to begin to churn at Sobalukai's heart.

"cough!"

Sobalukai coughed up a pool of demonic blood.

The moment the demonic blood touched Tissa, it was vaporized by the intense heat emanating from her body.

"It's useless. Even if you're this strong, you can only destroy my physical body at most. The final blow to kill me will have to be delivered by that kid lying down."

"Even if we give him more time to grow, it will only allow the Demon God to sleep a little longer."

"When the power left behind by the goddess is exhausted, it will be the end of you humans."

“So all we need to do before that is to wipe out all of you demons,” Tissa replied.

"With just this sword in your hand?" Sobalukhe sneered.

If the final blow had been delivered by the hero, it wouldn't have been able to utter so many words and would have returned to the embrace of the Demon God.

But if Tilisa were to deliver that final blow, at most it would only revert it back to its original form as the Demon Blood Soul.

This world is full of injustice, like the injustice of the witches.

"of course."

Tilisa poured the remaining magic essence into the sword, and the viscous magic essence, almost solidified, turned into flames.

"Ha, I advise you to save your energy for telling your companions—"

Sobalukai's eyes widened suddenly as he stared in disbelief at the longsword piercing his chest.

A nameless fear rose from the depths of his heart.

It was because it sensed that the demonic blood within its body was beginning to disintegrate before its physical body could.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

As a warrior, Sobalukai had long been prepared for death.

Whether it is defeated by humans, sealed away in the form of a demonic blood spirit, or slain by a hero, it will not waver in the slightest.

However, the reality is that a crest user who is not a hero is eradicating its existence at its very root.

Sobalkay only wanted one possibility: the possibility of someone who wasn't a hero killing a demon.

"It's actually the Holy Sword?"

Tilisa watched as Sobalukai suddenly went mad. Although she didn't understand the reason, she thought it wouldn't be bad if it could misunderstand her. So she said, "Ah, if you say so, then so be it."

Tissa was unaware that for these demons who had survived since ancient times, the existence of the Holy Sword was far more terrifying than the hero himself.

The last person to wield the holy sword was the only human to defeat a demon god in his prime.

In comparison, the hero is nothing more than a mass-produced lackey of the goddess, only able to seal the demon god by standing on the shoulders of predecessors.

Sobalkay could disregard all the heroes since Hitrie, but he dared not underestimate the hero who wielded the Holy Sword, and made up his mind in an instant.

"Ahhhhh-"

Sobalukai let out a deafening roar.

Tilisa feared this was the opponent's last desperate counterattack and tried to pull the longsword from Sobalukai's chest, but the opponent grabbed the sword with both hands and refused to let go, forcibly leaving the sword behind.

Sobalukai controlled the demonic blood within his body, pouring it into the longsword like a moth drawn to a flame, as if he wanted to leave his own mark on it.

No other demon could probably do what the Sword Demon is doing right now.

Fortunately, it had a good apostle who showed it how to use its own flesh and blood, and even demon blood and soul, to forge weapons.

Even better, it is the Demon of the Sword.

Even weapons left behind by the gods, as long as they are swords, cannot defy their will.

As the Demon Blood Soul and the Will of the Longsword were pulled together, Sobalukai's entire body transformed into a stream of light, completely merging into the sword.

The longsword that had completely absorbed the Sword Demon also transformed into the appearance of a handsome young man under the bright light.

"this--"

Tilisa was stunned; what was happening before her eyes was completely beyond her expectations.

She couldn't even tell whether the boy in front of her was a demon or not.

However, the demonic energy fluctuations emanating from her body, which she could barely suppress, indicated that she had little time left.

Tilisa grabbed the boy and threw him toward Arios, while a healing spell enveloped Arios at the same time.

"Take him back to the academy immediately and report what happened here to Lady Rhea."

Tilisa pulled an eight-sided crystal from under her trench coat and handed it to Arios. Then she took off her trench coat and draped it over the boy.

"This is the sealed Sky Demon; keep it safe as well."

"Although the Undying Demon has escaped, it may return at any time. Be careful on your journey."

Looking at Tilisa, who seemed to be entrusting her son to someone, Arios couldn't help but ask, "And what about you? And what exactly does this demon mean by the Holy Sword?"

"The Holy Sword is the only weapon that can destroy the Demon God," Tilisa, who was barely able to contain herself, had to keep it brief. "Lady Rhea will explain the rest to you."

"If I can get through this, then the academy will—"

Before Tilissa could finish speaking, she had already vanished.

The magic left behind by the Sky Demon finally erupted.

The first effective banishment spell caused Tissa's body to appear in a completely unfamiliar dimension.

Then, she appeared inside the stomach of a huge creature.

The highly corrosive stomach acid instantly left a shocking scar on her skin.

The next second, a gash suddenly appeared in Tissa's abdomen. She hurriedly activated the power of her emblem to send the slash to another dimension, barely avoiding being cut in half at the waist.

However, this is only the beginning.

Spatial magic, as if playing a game, constantly teleported Tilisa to various extreme environments—sometimes to the deep, dark abyss of the ocean, sometimes to the unbearably hot bottom of a volcanic rock.

Even if one wants to cast a spell to protect oneself, it will be interrupted by the sudden teleportation.

In the most dangerous instance, countless distorted spatial rifts appeared around Tilissa, and she was unable to control her body from falling.

If they were to collide like that, they would at least be torn to pieces.

Tissa had no choice but to use the power of her emblem again to accelerate the activation of the remaining spatial spells, thus escaping before the rift reached her.

The constant teleportation left Tilissa physically and mentally exhausted, and she lost all sense of direction.

The surrounding space seemed to become distorted and unstable, sometimes stretching and sometimes compressing, making Tilissa feel as if she were in an overlapping spatial prison.

Spatial rifts kept appearing quietly near Tilisa, only to suddenly close again.

Each opening and closing was accompanied by a powerful tearing force, almost ripping her body apart.

She couldn't remember how she managed to keep going; a subconscious voice told her she couldn't die there yet.

Only when the last magical rune left by the Sky Demon vanished into nothingness did Tilisa's battered body crash heavily onto a stone road.

A deathly silence fell over the surroundings, with only her faint breathing echoing in the background.

Ahead of the stone road, however, stood a blacksmith shop that occupied half of the road, a place that shouldn't normally be there.

Chapter 386 Tilisa's Protection

Having said that, Tilisa had finished recounting the events leading up to her appearance outside Lumiel Village.

"So it was Felix who destroyed the Sword Demon?" Vena was slightly surprised.

That infamous heraldic assassin actually died at the hands of Felix before he could take human form.

“You have a rather optimistic view,” Tilissa said with a wry smile. “Back then, I was really struggling with what to do with Felix.”

Felix's arrival represented too many variables.

This means that even without the Holy Sword and heroes, humanity still has ways to defeat the demons.

The fact that the Sword Demon was willing to trade one sword for another rather than let the hero continue to wield it speaks volumes.

“Even if every examination shows that Felix is ​​no different from a normal person, he is still, after all, a human transformed from a sword under the influence of the Sword Demon.”

"No one can guarantee how much of an impact the demonic blood soul belonging to the sword demon will have on him."

Eliminating the problem at its root is undoubtedly the safest approach.

They were not merciful; compared to the risk of the Sword Demon being resurrected, an innocent life seemed insignificant.

It was only Sobalukai's unusual behavior before his death, especially his calling the weapon that killed him "the Holy Sword," that made them hesitate.

Based on the academy's centuries of deduction, it is believed that the hero is merely a limiter left by the gods to target the demon god, and the real opportunity to kill the demon god must be found in the legendary holy sword.