Chapter 134: Demon Marshal Raks

Since the elven space came out, No. 2 stood on a tall tree and looked out of the forest, it was still morning outside the space, and the dark energy floating in the distance had changed a little, if the original dark energy was still calm and slow. Now it was like a drop of water entering the boiling hot oil, fluctuating violently, turning the river and the sea, and the overflowing breath made her very disgusted.

Pushing the glasses, a pair of willow eyebrows moved slightly closer to the middle, and the toes in the boots jumped lightly, and jumped from one tree to another, and then came to a certain corner of the forest without stopping. Here, the fluctuations of dark energy were even more obvious, and a kilometer away from her left, there was a pure demonic aura. After thinking about it for a while, she decided to go over and take a look, and her spiritual power fluctuations converged, so she quietly leaned in that direction.

As he approached, Two's mental power slowed down, and it took a while for him to get there. When he saw the situation clearly, No. 2's hand squeezed tightly, and his round nails pinched his white and tender palm fiercely, directly pinching out a crescent-shaped mark. Although she was very angry, her spiritual power still did not make the slightest wave, so she was not noticed by the demon person.

"Ah...... Please, kill me, kill me! ”

"Help! Ah......h

"Don't, don't come, ah......"

"Hmm...... Boom......"

"The Demon Pig Star shines brightly! You damned demon, you will be punished! ”

"Hahaha...... Called...... Shout louder, louder! Whoever screams the loudest, maybe I'll think about who to kill first. The demon man ghostly licked his black and purple lips and laughed loudly.

The people who begged to kill them tried to crawl out of there, but they didn't have the legs to support them. Leaning on his two hands, he crawled forward on the ground. But one of the hands had to keep collecting the internal organs that he had been falling out, his face was pale in pain, his head was sweating profusely, and his mouth was bitten out of blood, but he still refused to stop his actions. Some of them lay there, their chests cut out, the rest of their internal organs flowed out, only one heart beating faintly, their hands amputated, and their legs firmly nailed to the ground with two iron nails. And his eyes were forced to look at his own miserable condition. But Rao is like this, and he is still not dead......

Except for the demons, there are only eight humans. But they have eight different tragic situations, and each of them was given some dark energy by the demon race, so that they would not die so quickly, and they could only watch themselves become such ghosts.

"Ah......h

"Kill me, please! Kill me! ”

“……”

Number Two went around in circles. No trace of the other demons was found, and it seemed that he was the only one. Well, there's nothing more to be polite. It's the same killing, but the way he kills people is disgusting to her.

She hates to let someone die in such a painful way, unless she hates someone in particular. She kills cleanly.

He was still unconsciously enjoying his feast, and at this time, Number Two was completely prepared. After locking on to the target. He teleported directly to his side, and then kicked him away.

The demon put down his hands blocking No. 2's flying legs, and looked at No. 2 fiercely with big bull's eyes, "Hehe...... Is this a delicacy delivered to your door?! When I looked closely, my eyes widened. Straightening up, he said in surprise, "You're an elf?!" How could an elf be here!? "Could it be that their plans have been known by someone else?!

Number Two was expressionless. Instead of answering his question, he turned to look at the eight humans present in pain, and saw her unexpected appearance, and a heart-wrenching light appeared in the eyes of several people. Everyone was silently begging for this woman who suddenly appeared, their bloody mouths, talking dryly, to kill me.

She hadn't intended to save them, and they weren't going to last long, their souls were already gone, just waiting for her final blow.

"Don't worry, he will go down with you." The voice was soft but heavy, and the careful assurance in it reassured everyone, and he also showed a smile full of gratitude to Two.

The demon Lax also reacted, and didn't pay attention to her ignorance, no matter how she was here, the most important thing now is to deal with her, and then report to the demon general, Lord Hel, who will definitely reward him heavily.

So at this time, he didn't take the opportunity to attack Two, but when he heard what Two said, it was as if he had heard something funny, and then he casually said to Two: "Haha...... If you want my life, is it up to you? A little elf?! An elf who cultivates into a talented elf? Are you also my opponent of Raks? Don't be stupid......"

Taking a deep breath and ignoring the noisy guy in his ear, Number Two closed his eyes and waved his hand gently, and everyone left this black and cruel world with a smile.

Cold eyes stared directly at Lacs, and he walked towards him without slowing down. With his right hand downward, he condensed a green ball of energy and flicked it.

He smiled evilly and turned his head, and dodged the attack of the second very easily, "Hehe...... I didn't pay attention to it just now, but I was attacked by you, and now, hehe...... Don't even think of touching me with a finger. With that, he rushed towards Number Two with his blood-dripping broadsword.

No. 2 flipped back, dodged his horizontal knife, and kicked his chin with a left foot.

Lax pulled his upper body back to its original place, stood in place and spread his hands and said arrogantly: "It's really overwhelming! Since you yourself appear in front of me, then I will give you a grand bloody feast! This is a special care for you, and your heart is full of gratitude to me. ”

Despite the strenuous exercise, No. 2's glasses still did not fall off, and they still hung firmly on the bridge of her small nose. It only slipped a little to half-reveal her big green eyes, but through the hair on her forehead, you could see that the cold eyes of Number Two did not make a little ripple because of his words.

Stretching out his right hand again, a green light appeared, and the opposite Lax thought it was another ball of energy, so he continued to slash towards No. 2 disappreciably. But unexpectedly, what came to him was a slender rattan whip, and Lax squinted his eyes and slashed at the rattan whip with a knife, thinking that a single knife could cut the rattan whip and No. 2's body into two pieces.

It's a pity that the rattan whip in the second hand is not an ordinary rattan whip, but a rattan specially cultivated by the second to deal with the enemy, it is soft and flexible but very strong, and the weapons below the primary artifact don't want to hurt it in the slightest.

"Is this what you rely on? That's good! Lax genuinely praised No. 2's weapon, casually glanced at his broadsword, which was already missing, and threw it aside in disgust, and then his eyes were undisguised greed: "I decide, I want the rattan whip in your hand." ”

Do you want it?! Number Two flexed its right wrist flexibly, and the rattan whip in its hand seemed to have an aura, dancing its body towards its enemies.

Ding Ding Ding!

Lacs's fingers were about three centimeters long, and they were as long as the rattan whip of the second one. It can be seen that the phrase "the best weapon of the demon race is their own" is not groundless, even the fingernails of the demon commander can compete with her specially cultivated rattan whip, so isn't the demon general of the higher level than them even more powerful!?

Thinking about it like this, No. 2 wielded the rattan whip more intensively, and his left hand was not idle, and one after another energy balls continued to speed towards Lacs.

However, the title of Lax Demon Marshal is not empty words, in the Demon Realm, which thoroughly implements the concept of respecting the strong, he has climbed from an ordinary Demon to the position of Demon Marshal in just three hundred years, and it can be said that he has gone through thousands, even tens of thousands, of battles. Therefore, his combat experience can be said to be a lot more than that of No. 2, and after No. 2's energy ball comes over, he can still use one free hand to block No. 2's attack.

Will he still be safe and sound, No. 2 frowned slightly, her ability has been suppressed a lot, but the other party has not been suppressed, so that they can now be said to be evenly matched. There is no way to go on like this, remove the rattan whip that is not very useful, and take your blood bow out of the ring.

Draw a bow, shoot an arrow, all in one go.

Although Lax wanted to hide, he could only face it head-on because he was locked. Stretching out his right hand and trying to resist with his strong body, but is it really possible!?

Lax looked at his right hand that was pierced by the energy arrow in shock, and was very surprised in his heart, the weapons that this elf took out were all good things, which couldn't help but make him hesitate a little. But when he looked at No. 2's cultivation again, he had the courage again, it may have been given to her by someone before, and I heard that she was good at gift-giving in other worlds......

Number Two was moving fast, the bow and arrow in her hand still did not stop, she was an elf, and such high-speed archery was not difficult for her at all.

After being hit by an arrow, Lax became even more tyrannical, licking his bloodstained nails wickedly, "Ah...... I'm really starting to get excited, I'll not be able to take it anymore, what if one accidentally kills you!? ”

There is a lot of nonsense, No. 2 continued to attack silently, secretly improving her spiritual power, and now her spiritual power has been increased to the maximum, although in this way, the rules of heaven and earth have even greater restrictions on her.

However, she wouldn't let him go so cheaply!