The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

"Lock!"

Already dressed in magical girl attire, Risti waved her wand, and countless thick chains appeared in the sky, blocking the path of a half-demon.

This scenario was simultaneously unfolding in six other locations, where each half-demon encountered an opponent tasked with blocking their path.

Chapter 681 Felix: I'm not targeting you guys, I mean—

"This road is blocked."

Edel raised the Scorching Demon and held it firmly in front of the half-demon.

Now she is a top expert who has reached the level of Axe Saint, and she is naturally full of confidence when facing a half-demon who also uses a battle axe.

Facing the cursed battle axe that exuded a cold, dark aura, Adele showed no fear; instead, a hint of eagerness gleamed in her eyes.

Knowing his identity, the half-demon also abandoned his plan to return to help.

In his view, killing the noble Edel here would be a greater blow to the Allied Forces than destroying the barrier, and such an opportunity should not be missed.

The two sides tacitly assumed their stances and clashed in the next instant. Sparks flew as their giant axes collided, shockwaves swept around, and cracks appeared in the earth.

However, neither of them gained the upper hand in terms of strength or speed.

“Cursed weapons are indeed powerful,” Edel glanced at the weapon in the enemy’s hand, a cold smile playing on her lips, “but compared to this Burning Demon-Slaying Blade, it’s nothing!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the surface of the scorching demon suddenly shone with intense light, forming a feathered robe that enveloped its entire body.

Edel's aura suddenly intensified, and the oppressive feeling caused the half-demon to involuntarily take a step back.

"Hurry up and make your move. After I've dealt with you, I need to go back and provide support."

......

"I've already taken care of one, why am I being assigned such a troublesome opponent?"

Chlorie looked down and counted the few remaining magic-expelling arrows in her quiver. She sighed helplessly, her tone full of dissatisfaction with Jessica's actions.

She raised her head, looked at the half-demon in the distance, and waved her hand lazily: "You can go now, let's pretend we never met."

The half-demon didn't recognize Chlorie, and seeing her listless appearance, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Every second the Divine Grace Barrier lasts, more demons are sacrificed. Although he doesn't care about the casualties of those temporary guys, it would be bad if they were defeated by the allied forces because of it.

Without hesitation, he turned around, intending to break the barrier.

Just as he took a few steps, a strong sense of impending death suddenly struck him.

His keen sixth sense made him instinctively turn to the side to dodge, but even so, an arrow of magic still grazed his shoulder, causing his entire left arm to disappear into thin air.

No matter how much magic essence was injected, the severed limb showed no signs of healing.

"You're really leaving?"

Kurori stood there, her face showing no remorse whatsoever.

It's because she was deceiving a demon, not a human.

"The next arrow will definitely not miss."

Upon hearing this, the half-demon immediately became extremely alert, focusing intently on Chlorie's movements.

To his surprise, his preparedness was met with Chlorie turning and fleeing.

This action thoroughly enraged the half-demon, who regretted that his longsword could not be fired like an arrow.

Unable to expose their backs to their opponents, the half-demon could only give chase with all their might, at least to shorten the distance to within the range that the sword energy could cover.

Just as he was about to achieve his goal, Kurori suddenly turned around as if she had eyes in the back of her head.

Without any warning, and without even seeing how she drew her bow, an arrow pierced his chest.

I was just kidding.

Chlorie casually put away her bow and arrows, not even bothering to glance at them again.

She looked up towards the distant capital and complained, "Jessica, really, why did you send me all this way?"

......

"Exile spell?" The fourth half-demon roughly guessed Jessica's method the moment he landed.

Although I was surprised by her skill in spatial magic, banishment at this distance could only buy her some time at best.

On the contrary, forcibly transporting seven demons in human form would be a huge drain on magic power and energy.

The half-demon brandished his gun, keeping watch on his surroundings, but in reality, he was silently chanting.

If he hadn't said anything, who would have guessed that this menacing spear was actually a staff with melee combat abilities?

If I simply use teleportation to return to the city and rejoin the battle, the opponent's actions will be completely futile.

But when he finished chanting, he was surprised to find that there was no movement at all, as if the surrounding space was completely locked by some kind of force.

"How could this be?" The half-demon was shocked, only to see Jessica's figure slowly appearing not far away.

His cold face, though showing a hint of fatigue, conveyed a deep-seated threat.

"Is this all you've got? Trying to show off your limited skills?"

Jessica spoke softly, and the gradually condensing ice crystals in the air caused the temperature to drop significantly.

She raised Hyōrinmaru, infusing it with the remaining magical energy, and a chilling aura swept across the heavens and earth. "Bankai! Daiguren Hyōrinmaru!"

The ice dragon rising from the sky gave the half-demon the illusion that he was already a prisoner of this icy inferno.

......

"Jessica is working so hard, I can't fall behind."

Tissa gazed at the strange phenomenon in the distance, a slight smile playing on her lips.

When the border troops launched their attack, she did not follow the main force, but chose to stay put and wait for her disciples to bring the enemy to her.

"Tessa!" the half-demon roared as he charged toward her.

Despite having undergone the transformation into a cursed weapon, his past memories remain.

The woman before him was once a figure revered by countless Heralds, and even with new power, he could not hide the deep-seated fear he felt for Tilisa.

"While it's gratifying to see my disciples grow to this level, their swords will rust if they don't exercise for too long," Tissa muttered to herself, seemingly not taking the half-demon in front of her seriously at all.

This blatant contempt made the half-demon unable to contain himself any longer.

"Stop looking down on me!"

The cursed sword, forged through blood and secret arts, has long since crossed the threshold of A-rank.

Faced with this weapon that was both sharp and malevolent, Tilisa simply raised her hand, and a longsword made of pure flames condensed in her palm.

The moment the two swords crossed, the cursed sword that was feared by all turned out to be as fragile as paper and was cut in two with a single strike. The half-demon's eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief.

But Tissa wouldn't give him any chance. After breaking his weapon, she plunged her sword into his chest.

A burst of scorching flames erupted from the sword, instantly engulfing the half-demon's entire body, leaving only a cloud of charred ash scattered in the air.

After eliminating her opponent, Tilisa turned her attention back to the still-stalemate battlefield.

Even with the help of the divine grace barrier, explosions still echoed across the battlefield, indicating that the battle was fierce.

"I don't think I need to help with Vina's side."

Of all the people, only Tissa knows best what Vina's current strength is like.

As she finished speaking, a massive order of fire knights slowly assembled behind her.

Tilisa mounted her warhorse, formed from solidified flames, and calmly ordered, "Exterminate every single demon!"

After saying that, she led the Knights of Flame to the battlefield.

......

"Are we the only two left?"

"Ah."

Long-term training in combined attack techniques has fostered a subtle connection between the half-demons.

Leaving aside the Apostle-level half-demons still fighting on the battlefield, only two of the eight half-demons, whose strength was comparable to that of demons, remained in the battlefield in an instant.

While the fact that the combined attack technique was broken up is partly due to this, it also proves the enemy's terrifying strength.

"We can't be apart anymore."

The two exchanged a glance and quickly reached a consensus.

Even if only two people joined forces to use a combined attack, it would be enough to deal with three ninth-tier emblem envoys.

After all, this combined attack formation was originally designed with enemies at the level of demon gods as the hypothetical enemy, but it was stolen by the demon race to deal with the hero.

"Tsk, I told you to give me the most dangerous place, and this is all the trash they give me. Are they treating me like a garbage collector?" Felix's dissatisfied voice rang out.

These words were like a slap in the face, instantly darkening the expressions of both of them.

Before becoming demons, they were all renowned emblem wielders; how could they have ever been so looked down upon?

Seemingly realizing that his words had gone too far, Felix immediately apologized, "Ah, I'm sorry, I wasn't targeting you."

The two men's expressions softened slightly.

“I’m saying you guys who are controlled by cursed weapons and have sided with the demons—you’re all trash.”

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Chapter 682 La Belle's Cursed Weapon

The twenty-seven apostle-level half-demons, along with the soldiers in the royal city, should have crushed the enemy army on the battlefield like moths to a flame.

However, due to the defection of the border troops, the battle did not develop as Rabel had hoped.

After silently cursing Perez for being a traitor, Labbel turned his attention to the battlefield.

There are two main reasons for restricting half-demons.

One was the divine grace barrier unleashed by the Oath of Judah, which hindered the movements of the demon soldiers at every turn, and the thirteen spears of light they fired directly restrained most of the apostles.

Furthermore, there are the ever-present wind arrows; once a half-demon is slowed down, it will immediately be targeted and attacked.

Compared to the weakening effect of the barrier, the wind arrows fired by the Stormbringer are what truly threaten the lives of half-demons.

After a moment's thought, Labbel concluded that the oath of Judah was the greatest threat.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there was any equipment that could restrain so many demon apostles while maintaining self-discipline.

If someone were controlling the situation, no half-demon on the field could withstand the simultaneous attack of thirteen luminous spears.

Just as Labbel was about to personally destroy the cross, a sharp sword aura attacked from behind.

"Your opponent is me."

The moment Viner dodged, his sword aura was already unleashed, and he himself followed closely behind, aiming straight for Labbel's chest.

However, as soon as he appeared, Labbel sensed his aura and unleashed a series of powerful punches, shattering Venere's sword energy with his fist shadows.

Wiener believed that no one, except Felix, could be faster than his sword.

But against Labbel, these attacks seemed incredibly slow.

Often, before Viner could even draw his sword, Rabel would have already unleashed four or five punches.

As La Belle threw punches, he kept closing in, leaving Vina with nothing but defense.

"Is that all you have?"

Labbel sneered and slammed his fists at Vina again, creating a series of sonic booms in the air.

Knowing that falling into the opponent's rhythm would only be detrimental to him, Viner flashed and appeared ten meters away from Labbel.

"They were all gradually controlled by you because they used cursed weapons. What about your weapons?"

Wiener asked a question, while also taking the opportunity to catch his breath.

“I don’t need that kind of thing,” Labbel said dismissively. “No matter how good the weapon is, it can’t compare to our bodies that have been tempered and refined. To borrow external things like Sobalukai is to put the cart before the horse.”