Shore never imagined that he would witness the death of his friend.

All he felt now was a pain that passed through every nerve in his bones, a mixture of endless sadness and hatred.

His anger burned, the golden characters on his right arm turned pale blue like phosphorus fire, and the veins of his body began to emerge one by one, and the fast-flowing blood in them could even be seen with the naked eye.

"Liberate, Word," Shore said softly, and then he disappeared from the spot in an instant, and the next second he was already holding the holy sword Maia in front of Astaroth, and Maia stabbed straight into Astaroth's eyes. And almost at the same time as he struck, Astarrot swung his great axe as if he had foreseen it, and countered the swift blow.

"You're fast, little ant, but you can't seem to escape my eyes. Astarot roared at Shore, who was at a standoff with him, "You can't defeat the Raging Demon with such a small force!"

Shore clearly felt the overwhelming power of Astarot, even if he entered the liberation of the Divine Word, with several times stronger strength and speed than the normal Holy Word, he could only barely resist the Demon Lord's axe blow. Is this the power of the Thirteen Demon Lords, just such an ordinary blow, with such a strong coercion, it is simply not in the same dimension as himself.

"Blue rune, will you use the liberation of the Holy Word?" Mephistopheles Ferres sat down on a corpse and looked at Shore as if interested. "Being able to use this means that you're a little bit stronger among humans, but. Mephistopheles stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, "Where did you get the confidence to challenge us?"

"All I have is the will to be human, the courage and tenacity of a human being!" Shore said word by word, gasping under the pressure, "That's all, it's enough!"

"Oh, the will of man?" Mephistopheles stood up and narrowed her eyes, "then," it appeared behind Shore like a silent breeze, "Let me see what kind of pathetic existence you call will!"

Its right hand then turned into a cloud of black mist, and wrapped around Shore's neck like a snake. Shore instantly felt the oppression of suffocation, and he wanted to scream in pain, but there was not a sound coming out of his throat.

"Now let me test you to see if you have the kind of will you say you have. Mephistopheles dragged him out of the standoff with Astarot with misty hands wrapped around Shore's neck, and then suspended him high into the air.

The black mist became tighter and tighter like a poisonous snake desperate to strangle its prey, and Shore painfully tried to break free from the restraints, but the black mist seemed to be invisible, and his hand would pass through the black fog, but he could not touch itself, and each time Shore struggled, the black mist became more and more tightly entangled.

"What about the will, the courage that makes people want to laugh out loud?" Mephistopheles laughed, "No, human beings don't have a will, they are just playthings created by God. ”

"You, Hu, say. Shore could only make a faint sound from his throat.

"Nonsense. Mephistopheles snorted contemptuously, "Can a life that I can manipulate at will with just one hand, dare to say that it has a so-called will?"

Astarrot watched this scene with great interest, not expecting that the "man" who had always maintained elegance would be so angry. It's no wonder that whoever let this ant mention the so-called human will in front of him, Mephistopheles Ferres is the most hated human self-righteous self-righteous exaltation of his own worth.

Shore's face had begun to turn purple, and the sword in his hand had fallen to the ground, Mephistopheles picked up the sword with his left hand, "This sword, is this shape ......"

Mephistopheles fiddled with the sword in his hand, and suddenly its eyes became sharp, "Is this the kind of thing that humans want to rebel against the authority of hell?"

Its left hand then turned into a state of black mist, and Maia gradually began to be engulfed in black mist, "Look hard, mortal!" Mephistopheles smiled, "Your fate will be like this sword." Maiya was finally completely engulfed by the black mist, and a dazzling red light shone from the black mist, and this light was soon shrouded in endless darkness, and the "bell" holy sword Maiya fell from the black mist to the ground, and the originally strong blade was instantly shattered the moment it touched the ground.

The sword had been completely corroded, and the original shining metal had been covered in dark red rust marks, and Mephistopheles had not only destroyed the sword, but even completely erased Maia's original divine power.

Mephistopheles Ferres, the demon of pride and desire, the guide of all things corrupt and decayed, its power is extremely powerful even among the thirteen demons, and now it is only the tip of the iceberg of its power, which is enough to make all life in the face of it despair.

"The rest is up to you. Mephistopheles said to Astarot, and in an instant it withdrew its right hand that had turned into a black mist, and then it vanished into a thick fog. And Shore also fell to the ground at once. He gulped in the fresh air, but there was no joy in his heart to be rescued, he lost his teammates, his friends, his weapons...... Now he is about to lose his life again.

Astarot walked up to his side, "Don't worry, little bug. It laughed happily, "This time I'll cut off your head just to make sure you don't feel pain." ”

Shore collapsed to the ground, his body at this time was completely unable to feel the existence of power, Mephistopheles's attack just now not only caused damage to his body, but also absorbed the power of the Holy Word in his body. He's really just a little bug now, as Astarot said.

Am I going to die? No, I can still fight, I have to fight to protect the smile of humanity, how can I die in this place!?

Astarot raised the axe aloft in the air, while Shore stared at the falling axe with contempt and anger. "It's over, little bugs!" Astarot roared, but at that moment, his right hand shone faintly.

"What is this?" said Astarrot, staring in surprise at its glowing giant hand.

The light was spreading, stretching from the palm of his hand to his entire arm, and Astrota's body was burning wherever the light went. It roared in pain, and the massive sound wave tore even cracks in the ground.

Shore vaguely felt that the light was familiar. It can't be wrong, this feeling is Kane's holy word, Shore's eyes moistened unconsciously, that fool, even when he knew that he was about to die, wanted to leave a hand for himself?

This is his only chance now. Shore struggled to his feet, endured the tearing pain all over his body, and stumbled towards the dark path, "Worm, I will remember you, I will definitely find you, and I will break you to pieces!" Astarrot roared. Shore, on the other hand, ignored the roar of the demon behind him, knowing that this was an opportunity that Kane had bought with his life, and that he could not afford to waste the life created by his sacrifice.

Shore didn't know how far he had gone, but instinct reminded him that he couldn't stop, and he finally lost his strength completely, staggering and falling to the ground, and even feeling that even breathing was a painful thing. And at the moment when he lost consciousness, he clearly heard the sound of the helicopter wings echoing in the sky.