"Radur?!"

It was not Ladur who caught Blue Butterfly's eyes, but the wonder that looked at Radur with a shocked face. She had never seen it before—something terrible must have happened!

Qile rushed to Radur, only to see that Radur was entangled in a fiery red shadow, and his face was already blue. The huge red shadows were like a soft monster, tightly strangled around Radul's body and neck, and if you looked closely, you could see that these red shadows were drilled out of the cracks caused by the demon's knock on the ground.

"The Devil's Shadow Turned Out to Be Real"

Qile stepped forward to tear the shadow away, but found that his hand could not reach the shadow's entity. He held Radur in his arms, along with the shadow, but it was still useless. Seeing Radur's violent struggle, the whites of his eyes rolled up, the corners of his mouth drooped in pain, and Qile's shoulders trembled slightly

"Radur Radur don't die, please don't die"

The voice was soft, but it was very clear, and the tone of pleading drew merciless ridicule from the demon,

"You should have accepted the fate of being killed, but you had to resist desperately. Although I am also dying, before I die, I must let you taste the taste of losing everything! Hey, hey, hey, hey"

The demon that broke away from the body turned into the shadow of the devil and wrapped around Radur's body,

"It's a shame that that blow didn't kill me. Let me have a chance to lodge on this fat man before the flame of life is extinguished. However, the elf's body is too weak to withstand my invasion, and this guy is about to die, cherish your last time."

The red shadows wriggled and twisted, and were extremely ugly, but Qile had no choice.

- The Shadow of the Devil, a demon that clings to the body of another living being before death to maintain its consciousness and not disappear. Ordinary mages, here mostly dark mages, after making a demon contract or summoning a demon, in order to renew the life of their demons, they often sew a body by hand as a container for the next reincarnation. There are many kinds of materials used to make these containers, and most magicians choose clay as the main material, one is easy to use, and the other is easy to repair. But such containers tend to break down quickly. Therefore, there are still a small number of mages who choose to use various corpses as materials for crafting. The ideal corpses for containers are orcs, which are strong, tall, and indestructible. But often the corpses of orcs are precious materials that are difficult to collect, because orcs also have a long lifespan, and it is often common to live to be 150 years old, and orcs live in groups, and most of the burial places are deep in the forest, which is difficult to excavate. After years of research, the evil mages finally found a more convenient and sturdy vessel to make it - and that was to stitch the body. Many mages find that they don't really need a whole orc corpse, and often only need to have a part of it, and replace the rest with some beasts or dirt. The resulting container looked terrifying, disgusting, and even more terrifying than the original demon.

But the Flame Demon has no real master, even if he is sent by the Demon God, he is just an abandoned pawn, and if he wins, the glory belongs to the Demon God, and if he loses, he just loses a demon. Therefore, he will not be willing to die like this, and making Qile suffer is the greatest consolation before he dies.

"You really should have killed me in the first place, you can do it. But you don't believe in yourself, you let this little girl come and give me a fatal blow, what are you afraid of? ”

The Flame Demon asked through Radur's mouth, unslashed.

"Resurrection and Possession"

"Hmm!"

Blue Butterfly listened very clearly, and she finally understood why Qile asked her to make the final blow. Before death, the demon will be transferred and possessed, turning into the shadow of the devil, and the condition for resurrection is that there must be some kind of connection with the resurrected person, whether it is magic or a sword. Qile knew this very well. The reason why he didn't give him a fatal blow with his own hands was purely to prevent the demon from possessing his body after death. Although the elves' bodies are fragile, Qile has powerful mana, once possessed by the devil, before the body is completely destroyed, all his magic will be manipulated, and then they will just give the demons a new way of fighting, and his magic will destroy everything the elves have built. However, Blue Butterfly's existence seems to be for this moment, and it is difficult for her, who is half-human and half-elf, to be possessed by a soul. Although it is said that many stitched corpses will also use humans, but living hybrids are not possible. That's why Qile made such a decision, but the only mistake was that Blue Butterfly didn't kill the demon with a single sword, giving him a chance, and using the spell connection with Radur, he infiltrated his body.

The spirited demon is something that no one can touch except the possessed, and it cannot separate him from the body. The only way is to kill the possessed person and destroy the demon once and for all.

"Kill me, come, kill me"

The demon took control of Radur's body, and Radur rolled her eyes, staggered to her feet, and walked towards Blue Butterfly.

"No, no, no, don't !!"

Blue Butterfly shook her head in fear, and tears fell like broken threads, leaving a trail of transparent crystals.

"Blue Butterfly, Blue Butterfly"

Radul kept repeating Blue Butterfly's name, and although she knew that it was a demon playing with them, Blue Butterfly unconsciously stopped retreating. The corners of Radur's mouth were crooked, saliva was left along his cheeks, and his body twisted forward, coming to the front of Blue Butterfly,

"I don't want to die"

"Well, I know, no, no, Radul, I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

Blue Butterfly hid her face and cried bitterly.

"Then you die with me"

Radul stood in front of Blue Butterfly, with a strange smile on her face, her head tilted, and saliva flowed onto Blue Butterfly's shoes. Blue Butterfly lowered her head, although her tears were still flowing, her eyes were empty, and she seemed to have lost consciousness. Let Radur raise his right sword-wielding hand.

"How can it be?"

Just as the magic sword was about to wipe out Blue Butterfly's neck, a bloody hole was instantly broken in Radur's chest, and an old short sword stabbed out of his chest, and black blood gushed out like a pillar. Kira's beautiful, pale cheeks appeared behind Radur's back, and the short sword in his hand was plunged into his body along with the hilt. (To be continued.) )