After the blow was successful, Urs adjusted the balance of his footsteps, and quickly found the demon he had cut away, and immediately grasped the hilt of the cursed blade with both hands and continued to pursue.

Orokanshut propped up his bleeding arms and dragged his battered body to his feet with difficulty, the muscles of his body torn open by the blade of the cursed blade, a terrifying gap that almost spanned half of his body, from which the wriggling internal organs were faintly visible.

The arc-shaped sword in its earlier hand rolled off its claws and rolled to the side as it fell from mid-air to the ground.

The demon from the abyss remained in a half-kneeling position, and looked up to see the black-haired young man rushing towards him with a giant sword in hand. Of course, the nature of the creature inspires it not to admit defeat and surrender, but the nature that sustains its will is not a desire to survive in its heart.

It was an unforgettable greed, so that it was already seriously wounded, and it thought that if it could kill Urs and Thea here, the souls of young men and girls would become its playthings.

Playing with and torturing the soul of the main material world has been its greatest hobby since its birth in the abyss.

In this way, Orokanshut calculated the distance between Urs and it in his heart, and on the surface he pretended not to resist anymore, but his clawed left hand quietly cut through a layer of flesh on his thigh, and pulled a small thing stained with mucus from between the gaps in the muscular cortex.

The inconspicuous little thing was a dimensional storage bag sewn in purple satin, the size of the bag was no larger than a fist if it was full, but the storage space was completely comparable to the capacity of several backpacks combined, as long as you could store the items you needed to store through the mouth of the bag with a limited diameter.

Orokanshut opened the dimensional pouch, and the slender claw tips quickly pulled out a magic scroll of human skin from it.

However, the cruel and cunning Abyss Demon was about to unleash the magic scroll it had taken out of the dimensional bag towards Urs, when Thea's voice suddenly burst into its mind with a sense of divine oppression, and shouted, "Slow! ”

The priest's command technique - the spiritual command given is "Slow", which means "stagnation".

Commands contain a number of magical commands, of which "Slow" is slightly less difficult to take effect than "Stop", allowing the target to move as quickly as if it had been inflicted on Halt for a few seconds.

The demon's claws froze.

Its eyes widened in horror, and it turned its head to see the wolf-eared girl standing on the other side of the platform at the moment lifting the emblem towards it, the hand holding the magic scroll was as heavy as lead, and it roared in disbelief: "No, how is this possible? Her magic was able to break through my immunity resistance! ”

The Abyssal Demon's physical body has a certain degree of magical resistance, and like the Golem, it is the natural enemy of many low-level spellcasters.

Orokansyut's astonishment was not unreasonable, but it didn't have time to spend its mind on shock now, because Urs was about to rush to it again with a pitch-black greatsword, and the movement of its hands was not able to release the magic in the scroll due to Thea's interference.

"Slow, slow...... "The demon's face suddenly showed a look of fear.

Its lack of honor and shame made it subconsciously open its mouth, ready to kneel down and beg for mercy from Urs with the extravagant hope of a miracle.

But of course, Urs would not pay attention to its meaningless actions, not to mention the fact that the battle rage generated by the influence of the berserk state was like the whisper of the god of war, Wall, at this moment urged the young man to swing his sword and slash the monster in front of him, in order to take the victory and glory that a fighter deserved.

The black-haired young man didn't give the demon in his eyes any chance, and swung his giant sword straight at the latter's head and slashed down, and the black blade immediately split the demon's body in two with terrifying power in an extremely bloody scene.

The prompt message of the game system is immediately followed by a dead crow confirming the "death" of the enemy for him-

【You expelled the demon warrior Orokanshut】

[Gain XP +2080 (Special Kill Bonus)]

[Note: The character's experience points have met the upgrade requirements]

The battle ended in suspense.

Orokanshut's body lay in a pool of foul blood under the blade of your sword.

After receiving a prompt from the system in his mind, Urs knew that the combat in the dungeon area of the Painting Labyrinth was over here, and then he took the initiative to remove the continuous effect of the Berserk Specialty.

Seeing that Orokanshut's head had been blasted into an indescribable watermelon juice by Urs, Thea walked quickly from the white platform, grabbed her emblem bracelet for safety, stared at the demon's corpse and asked, "Is it dead?" ”

"At least for now, it's like dead." Urs gasped and casually replied to the girl's concerns.

Demonic beings are more like Rippy than they are stubborn, because when they are killed in planes other than the Abyss, their souls are simply repatriated to a certain level of the Abyss.

In order to end the life of a demon once and for all, you can only kill it in the abyss, or with the help of a high-level mage, cast a high-ring spell such as "Labyrinth" to imprison it in some unknown subdimensional space in a "disguised obliteration".

Orokanshut did not really die.

However, as Urs said in response to Thea, the demon has returned to its homeland, at least temporarily, and will not come to the main material realm again for a short time.

After that, Urs was not busy discussing the topic of "touching equipment and sharing the spoils" with Xia as he had done in the game in his previous life, but quickly found the expected dimensional storage bag next to Orokanshut's corpse, leaned down and reached out to find a stained crystal stone inside.

The foul crystal was a special cage used by Orokanshut to imprison the souls of living beings.

The young man didn't think much of it, and immediately smashed the magic prop full of blasphemous philosophy.

The crystal stone made a crisp snap in his hand, and the wolf-eared priest girl stood by to witness what he did, and then saw a misty gray smoke escape from the crack in the crystal, gradually shaping into the ghost of a female elf in midair.

"Miss Merella?" The priest girl stared at the reappeared female ghost, her amber eyes flashing with surprise, "Is that you, Miss Merella?" Have we delivered you from the hands of Orokanshut? ”