The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

Chapter 217 Fratricide

After the two were teleported here, Ronald kept a close watch on Benedic to prevent him from escaping and to ensure that he could not go looking for his soldiers and perform his duties.

To Ronaldo's surprise, after he brought Benedic over, Benedic looked around and couldn't help but burst into laughter, showing no intention of running away.

Benedic was naturally happy, after all, the power he now possessed was not something he could show in front of everyone. After being taken to such a strange and deserted corner by Ronald, he had a lot more things to do.

As his maniacal laughter subsided, Benedic looked down at Ronaldo, a smirk playing on his lips, and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Ronal, my dear brother, I'm sure you'll regret bringing me to this place later, do you know why?"

"Because you've gained immense power? If that's true, I'd like to see it for myself."

Ronald was not intimidated at all. He knew Benedic had been up to some strange things lately, but he was confident that he could definitely defeat his brother.

Upon hearing the prince's words, Benedic immediately grabbed his spear and charged toward Ronald. Ronald frowned slightly, wondering where Benedic got his confidence from.

Everything must be fought first. Ronald reached into his belt and drew a light crossbow, aiming at the charging "brother." As he retreated, he used obstacles to dodge the spears and kept firing at Benedict.

A large number of arrows were swept aside by the spear, but some still landed on Benedic, and blood flowed from the wound. Just when Ronald thought Benedic was going to deal with the arrowheads first, he saw an astonishing follow-up.

Benedict's arm and abdomen, which had been struck by arrows, quickly stopped bleeding on their own. As his muscles contracted, the barbed arrowhead was pushed out and fell to the ground, and the wounds immediately closed, leaving only a small gap.

"...This is something only a warrior could do. How did you manage to do it?" The prince cast a gloomy glance at Benedict, his eyes filled with doubt and speculation.

Without any intention of explaining, Benedic smiled and closed the distance between himself and Ronaldo: "Take a guess, His Majesty the future king, who prides himself on being intelligent, should be able to guess, right?!"

The prophecy flashed through his mind, and combined with Benedictus's current emotions and previous situation, Ronaldo's brows furrowed, and the murderous intent in his eyes intensified:

"You've become a demon after all, just as prophesied. It seems I'll have to break the prophecy now...!!"

"I was the one who broke the prophecy, and I am also the one who survived in the end! In the end, if you hadn't come to assassinate me, if you hadn't killed my father, none of this would have happened!"

Upon hearing Ronald's words, Benedic's anger surged, and a large portion of his life force flowed into his legs, filling them and increasing his strength.

With a powerful leap, he instantly appeared before his "brother," his spear lashing out at Ronaldo's head like a giant python with its mouth agape, creating a whooshing sound as it flew through the air.

Looking at the magic spear that was shining with magical light, Ronald immediately dropped the light crossbow in his hand, clapped his hands together, and when the spear was about to hit him, he raised his hand and grabbed the tip of the spear!

A piercing sound rang out, and Benedic saw everything clearly. As he clapped his hands, Ronaldo's right-hand bracelet immediately transformed into a large number of threads that wrapped around his hands, eventually turning into a pair of metal gloves as magical equipment.

The spearhead was firmly blocked. Ronald grabbed the handle with one hand and the spearhead with the other and began to exert force, seemingly trying to pull Benedic closer, or perhaps trying to snatch the spear away.

As the two sides were locked in a struggle, Ronald spoke up: "Doesn't your current state prove that I did the right thing? Also, I didn't kill Count Royatide. I've only ever targeted you from the beginning."

"Do you think I'd believe you? Besides, you need to understand that it was you who sent people to kill me, which is why I turned into a demon!"

With increased strength in his arms, Benedic continued to fight Ronald head-on, showing no intention of abandoning his weapon, even though he still had a magical longsword at his waist.

Driven by obsession, Benedic only wanted to defeat Ronald in every aspect, because only in this way could he completely trample his "brother" underfoot.

Upon hearing Benedic's words, Ronaldo couldn't help but sneer, pointing out a point Benedic couldn't deny:

“My dear brother, ever since you started eating people when you were a child, I knew that no matter whether I killed you or not, you would become a demon. Otherwise, how would you explain your cannibalism!”

Benedict's breath hitched for a second; that childhood incident was something he could neither escape nor explain.

The moment his breathing stopped, Ronald seized the opportunity of his momentary lapse in concentration, pulling the spear with increased force with both hands, while simultaneously twisting his wrists in a circle.

The sudden force caused Benedict to drop his spear, and he regained his senses, drawing his broadsword from his waist and slashing at Ronald.

He grabbed the spear and flipped it over. As Ronald retreated, he held the spear handle in one hand and hurled it directly at Benedict's head. The magic spear flew out with a slight whooshing sound.

He slightly tilted his head to dodge the dangerous attack, a few strands of hair were cut off by the sharp gun tip, and the veins on Benedict's arm bulged abnormally, with a similar condition appearing on his neck.

A vicious killing intent enveloped Ronaldo as he saw Benedic's palm suddenly split open, and blood imbued with evil magic flowed towards the blade, igniting flames.

call!

The flames formed an arc, and the burning blade hurtled towards Ronaldo. Seeing this, he was even more certain that Benedic had turned into a demon. He lightly clasped his hands together and rotated them slightly, then suddenly crouched down to dodge the blade.

As he stood up, he swung both palms at the blade, the upward force lifting the longsword and the hand holding it upward. Taking this opportunity, Ronald opened his dimensional bag, reached inside, and touched a small bottle.

After taking the bottle out of his dimensional bag, Benedic adjusted his stance and swung it again. Ronaldo could only fall to the ground and roll to dodge the attack.

The flaming longsword slashed at the ground, scorching the soil and causing it to char. Before Benedict could even pull out the sword, Ronaldo threw out a small bottle.

The bottle that hit the ground caused a small explosion, engulfing Benedict and Ronaldo, from which came muffled groans of pain.

As the flaming longsword was swung, the mist and smoke dissipated, revealing Ronaldo's face, which was covered in soot and scratches. Unlike Ronaldo, Benedic's face was being burned, with the fiery red light flickering on and off.

The contents inside are very simple, similar to the positive energy alchemical potion that Marku uses.

Chapter 218 Distortion

Looking at Benedic's face, which was burned beyond recognition, Ronaldo's expression grew even more serious.

Whether it's a demon or a devil, they are never easy to deal with. Since Benedict has also become such a monster, he must have even greater power.

Drawing his longsword and round shield from his back, Ronald gripped the shield in his left hand and the sword in his right, striking the shield and sword together as if encouraging himself. Immediately, the magic within the shield and sword was activated, and his body was covered in a layer of light.

The Bear's Resilience!

Benedic did not launch an attack. He looked at Ronaldo's somewhat dirty face, raised his hand to touch his own burned cheek, and his expression gradually became filled with anger and relief.

“You’re right, Ronald Faston,” Benedict said, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at the prince before him. “Perhaps I’m destined to become a demon no matter what, but from today onward, the prophecy will be broken.”

"Don't worry, after I kill you, I will forever hide the demon in my heart and use my life to prove to you, the dead, that I can also be a good king, and I can also be a normal person!!"

You've never been normal.

Before Ronald could speak, Benedic's body flashed with magical light, and his belt was enchanted with an acceleration spell, instantly increasing his speed.

Approaching Ronaldo, Benedic swung his longsword. Ronaldo's pupils constricted, and he moved first, using his round shield to block the attack while simultaneously thrusting his sword towards Benedic's abdomen.

The battle between the two sides did not have much impact on the environment. Only Benedict's knife was burning with flames, the ground he stepped on had deep pits, and deep battle marks appeared on the walls.

But gradually, Benedict's condition became strange as the battle dragged on. The scalp on both sides of his forehead began to bulge outwards, as if two horns were growing out.

The flames on the longsword turned dark red, and Benedict's aura became evil and repulsive; his originally blue eyes were now stained red.

His physique is slowly growing, his height is breaking the two-meter mark, and his emotions and fighting style are becoming increasingly irritable and unpredictable.

As the battle progressed, both sides began to wear and tear on their armor. Benedict felt his armor getting tighter and tighter, but he was still unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

Ronald, who was fighting him, naturally noticed his change and secretly changed his plan. He prepared to escape and take Benedikt to a public place so that the soldiers who helped him could see what kind of person Benedikt really was.

Ronald, prioritizing defense over offense, fought and retreated, minimizing his physical exertion as he faced the demon's attacks. He realized that the "demon" before him was likely far stronger than him, so he had to conserve his energy.

Even with the increased resilience of the bear enhancing his physique, Ronaldo was still somewhat worried despite the significant improvement in his endurance.

There are also energy potions in the dimensional bag, which should be enough to sustain the battle. In addition, his transformation should make the holy water and positive energy alchemical explosives even more effective...

Having carefully planned everything, Benedic was increasingly dissatisfied with Ronaldo's defensive behavior and let out a roar that even he himself found unfamiliar:

"Ronal, what are you doing? Are you just hiding behind your shield?!"

Just after yelling, Benedict suddenly paused, realizing something. He immediately distanced himself, raised his hand to touch his Adam's apple, and then looked down at his large, slightly reddened hands.

What's wrong with me?

Seeing Benedic's performance, Ronaldo was somewhat surprised, but still asked, "I'm saying, after you used some method to gain great power, you didn't know that you would undergo this change, did you?"

As he spoke, Ronald showed no mercy, taking out alchemical potions and holy water from his dimensional bag and throwing them wildly at Benedic.

The crisis brought about by the bottles and jars made Benedic look up again. His body, which had been deformed, was first filled with fear, and then he looked at Ronaldo with even deeper anger in his heart.

Why is it that even after I've paid such a high price to become stronger, I still can't beat you when you're hiding in your shell!

He swung his longsword and tried to deflect the vial. The deflected vial shattered and exploded upon landing, but it did not affect Benedict. However, the smoke from the explosion did not dissipate immediately.

Containing magic and positive energy, they linger nearby for a short time, like venom to Benedict.

I want to become stronger, I want to crush Ronaldo.

Benedict's once clear mind gradually became chaotic as anger rose, and his changes became more and more severe, his appearance becoming more and more like that of creatures from the lower realms.

But as he absorbed the power from the lower realm, his strength grew stronger and stronger. Ronald sensed the change in his aura and retreated, intending to take him away as planned.

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However, with Benedikt's attack, Ronaldo realized he probably couldn't take this "devil" with him.

The two horns on his forehead completely pushed through his skin, and the black, sharp horns emitted the smell of sulfur. At the same time, Benedic's skin changed from a light yellow to a dark red. His height had now reached 2.3 meters, and in terms of physique, he completely overwhelmed Ronaldo.

His sword swings were no longer methodical; Benedict gripped his right hand tightly, covering most of the hilt, and leaped toward his enemy, slightly crushing the ground. The flames on the blade alone were unsettling to behold.

Raising his shield to block the attack again, and dodging Benedic's right kick, Ronald suppressed the urge to cough, reached into his dimensional bag, and threw five alchemical potions at Benedic.

His strength suddenly increased, and Ronaldo found it difficult to cope.

Amidst the series of explosions and Benedict's furious roar, Ronaldo inwardly rejoiced, realizing that spending a fortune to obtain the antidote for demons from the temple and alchemists was the right choice he could have made.

Ronaldo took out a new bottle of potion, preparing to throw it at Benedic, who had rushed out of the fog and was clearly out of his mind. Suddenly, he stopped, looking at the slightly different bottle in his hand, as if he remembered something.

He immediately bit open the bottle and poured the liquid inside onto his longsword and shield. Just as Ronald was about to finish pouring, Benedic burst out of the fog. This strike clearly used all his strength!

Somewhat surprised, Ronaldo hurriedly raised his shield to block, his gaze meeting Benedict's in mid-air. Only then did he realize that his wounded "brother's" eyes were exceptionally clear, as if he had never been in chaos.

Was everything before just acting, all for this one last stab?

As the powerful slash fell, two huge dents appeared beneath Ronaldo's feet, who had taken the blow head-on. The prince could no longer hold his breath and spat out a mouthful of blood.

But that wasn't all. Benedict, who had just swung his sword, suddenly stopped, his muscles bulging as if he was about to strike again like before. This wasn't impossible, given his warrior-level professional status.

Tidal wave of action!

Chapter 219 All Lying Down

After finishing his downward slash, Benedic unleashed a flurry of skillful moves, delivering a powerful strike to Ronaldo from below without any preparation.

The magic shield developed obvious cracks and shattered the next second, but in doing so, it deflected the impact that should have killed Ronaldo.

The prince was sent flying. After delivering two attacks, Benedict stood panting, his sword still in place. Clearly, the two blows, combined with the damage from the alchemical potion, had exhausted a great deal of his strength and stamina.

Watching Ronald fly away, Benedic looked regretful. It was a pity that Ronaldo hadn't been killed, and that he didn't have the strength to finish him off.

"You've never lost the wisdom of the divine benefactor?"

After being sent flying and crashing through two or three walls, Ronaldo struggled to pull out a potion from his dimensional bag and drank it. He barely managed to stand up and stared at Benedict. Benedict had no intention of lying and gave a mocking smile:

"I have to thank you for this, Ronald. It's all thanks to you for throwing so many alchemical potions at me that I was able to suppress the chaotic feeling caused by the connection to the lower realm."

Benedict was indeed affected by his sanity. If he continues to be transformed by the lower realm, he will probably become a true half-demon, also known as the demon-born Cambyon.

But now, thanks to the effects of Ronald's divine potion, his transformation has been forced to stop. Although the positive energy damaged Benedict's body and soul, it also cleared away the lower-world energy that had clouded his mind.

If we had to draw an analogy, he is now a Tyflin who has been too tainted by the aura of the lower realms and is in the process of transforming into Cambion but has been interrupted.

Cambyon is a half-demon, while Tyflin at most possesses the aura of the Nether and looks somewhat like a Nether creature, but in reality, he only has a tiny bit of a connection to Nether creatures.

Benedict is currently on the borderline, connected to the bottomless abyss by a magical ritual, and is being transformed into a demon.

However, after regaining consciousness, he decisively absorbed some positive energy, which caused slight wear and tear on his body and reduced his strength slightly, but it was able to suppress the conversion.

Upon learning that he was the one who had brought Benedic back to his senses, Ronaldo didn't feel much regret, after all, his injuries were real.

Both sides have suffered greatly, but in all respects, Benedict has suffered more.

After discarding the remaining shield handle and drinking a precious healing potion to recover, Ronaldo stood up and adjusted his body. Benedict also finally recovered from his exhaustion, holding the large sword with a nick from colliding with the shield and pointing it at his brother.

The two sides resumed their battle. As Ronald threw out the potion, Benedict, acting on instinct, conjured a ball of flame from his hand and threw it out, which collided with the potion.

But this, instead of filling the air with positive energy, caused Benedict to feel inexhaustible and find himself growing weaker.

But this was not unacceptable to him. Compared to his thick-skinned "Tifflin", Ronaldo was clearly the one who couldn't hold on any longer.

If it comes to physical strength and endurance, he definitely has the upper hand!

Ten minutes passed, and Ronaldo, who had been parrying attacks with his longsword, gradually began to lose his balance due to the loss of stamina and the blood flowing from his wounds.

Benedikt seems to be in a much better position than Ronaldo, and so far he still appears to have endless energy.

Only he himself, and a girl secretly observing him, knew just how bad his situation really was.

His body contained the life force of many people mixed together. Due to the influence of the contract with the lower realm and the changes during the battle, these life forces began to become his, but some remnants were still not completely cleared away.

As Benedic actively absorbed positive energy and suffered from the exhaustion caused by the battle with Ronaldo, his own physical strength was also depleted, which caused the residue to rebel within his body once again.

He's all show and no substance; he's currently in a terrible state and could collapse at any moment.

Both sides had used up most of their magical items, and their dimensional bags had fallen to the ground after one attack and were difficult to pick up again, leaving them with only a few more attacks remaining.

Should I make my move now? After all, it's not very satisfying to kill one of them.

Hiding in the alley, enjoying the battle, Maginus was considering whether to go out and deal with the two of them, but then she thought about what had happened to Marku, and the girl decisively shrank back.

Let's wait until one of them is completely exhausted before we talk. If their trump cards fall on me, I might not be able to recover.