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Under everyone's gaze, another figure appeared inside the door again.

High Lord Dalkion, Level 6o Human (Elite), Health 6o324, Magic 12598.

"The Scarlet Crusader Grand Lord accused of zhì?"

6 De originally thought that the real Dassault Khan was long gone, but he did not expect Banazar to turn this great lord into his puppet in a frenzy.

"Do you have time to worry about others?"

At the same time that Banazal forcibly blocked Achees with the tips of his claws, two attacks mixed with black wind suddenly smashed into 6 De's right shoulder from the side, followed by an exclamation of "The body is out of control".

"There's no way to dispel ......?"

The cleansing technique released by Zhishi sank into Sakura's body like a mud cow entering the sea, and it didn't have any effect that it should have.

"It's tough. Rei, freeze her! ”

The thick rattan burrowed out of the ground, trapping Sakura firmly in place, and 6 Toku himself dodged a few yards to the side and no longer cared about the magic that flew - although the Kuro envoy also had a spell attack, but judging from her pitiful amount of mana and magic attack power, she would have to be completely dumb if she didn't release a few of them, but there was no threat at all.

Click!

Banazal, who blindly used his body as a weapon, suffered a dark loss this time.

During the confrontation with Aceus, half of his claw tips were overwhelmed by the sudden explosion of holy light and strength, and flew to the ground in a whirl.

But this is not too happy - on the other hand, Dalkion, who has obviously completely lost his consciousness, has reached a certain distance, and directly draws the war hammer from his back, and attacks 6 Tak without any mercy.

"Hahaha! You idiots, how about it, do you dare to kill your own people with your own hands? Oh no, the infighting of human beings is endless, and those who have not been stained with blood are probably already dead, right? Here, let me see what you're going to do with this guy who is accused of being arrested...... I'm curious! ”

Banazar continued to unleash his mouth cannon, and at the same time raised his hand, another group shadow arrow was fired. Sending the bricks and stones smashed into the hall floor sideways.

After losing the so-called "disguise", for the Dread Demon King, it does not only mean the restoration of the body, it means that Banazar no longer has to deliberately divide the power to manipulate the transformation, maintain the holy light and suppress his shadow energy, and at the same time evoke his true own fighting instinct.

Judging from the appearance, the Terror Demon Kings are all races with rough skin and thick flesh and fat bodies. They also have wings, but in the annals of history, this race has been more inclined to the role of a spell controller, as evidenced by the fact that Banazar was able to disguise himself as the Holy Light of the Great Crusaders. When Dalkion is accused of standing in the middle of 6 Tak and Banazar, the cunning Dreadlord changes his previous fighting methods and dutifully assumes the role of spell releaser.

Although under Banazal's control, Dassault Khan was only able to use normal melee attacks and holy light techniques. But this is enough to cause quite a bit of trouble.

Unlike the half-Cheng Dù of the Dreadlord, Dassault Khan is a true lord, and his melee combat ability is enough to deal high damage even without using skills.

"Pay attention to the amount of mana! Everyone is ready to gather fire to Dalkion, and if it goes on like this, it will be dragged to death! ”

6 After a brief wait-and-see period, Tak made up his mind to sacrifice the hapless Great Crusader first, and when he had tried to use the Deathgrip on Banazal, the latter had used Dalkion as a shield to make his efforts useless.

"It didn't work...... Your efforts are in vain! Enjoy my strongest masterpiece, the Forbidden Doll! ”

Insolent laughter echoed through the hall.

"Dolls?"

The red eyes closed. The fingers of his hands trembled slightly.

"If that's the case......"

"You're trying to snatch the freedom of the forbidden puppet from me? It's useless, it's useless, do you think you're that dead idiot woman of Egwene? Except for her...... What the? What's going on? ”

A turquoise glow swirled from the gem at the tip of the true red staff.

Unexpectedly, Dalkion, who was originally attacking the 6 German movement, suddenly turned around, and the war hammer in his hand made a close contact with the top of Banazal's head, and boiling blood flowed from under the cracked skin.

"What did you do? Why can't I feel the doll anymore? ”

The Banazal wolf, who was originally smug with spells, tried to force Dalkion back with a spell, but was almost concussed by another heavy blow, and had to spread his wings and fly into the air.

"For the dolls. There is no so-called death, it is just that it has gone to a far away place, and the so-called existence of zài is all just ideas, and the concept of this child in this child is here, that kind of true consciousness. When the child feels that he is not supposed to save zài, it is the same as not saving zài, and he will only become an ordinary object. It was very lonely, dark, cold, sad. ”

The muttering True Red raised her palm and blew away the rose petals that had gathered there at some point.

"The sky of the soul is polluted by you, and if you defeat you, you will be able to return to the mirror."

"Ah...... Bastard, your big words have completely pissed me off! Prepare for the deepest death! ”

Yellow-green demonic energy overflowed from Banazal's mouth, ignoring the messy spells that had smashed on him, and waves mixed with shadows began to coalesce around him. Unlike the previous gesture of abandoning the useless Light, this time the energy surrounding the Dreadlord did not escape, but instead rolled and filled all corners of the hall.

"Can your fragile bodies resist the power of the Burning Legion?"

At this moment, Banazal was in tatters like a target that had been ravaged dozens of times, and it was almost impossible to find the intact part, and there was a large bag on top of his head, which looked as miserable and miserable as it was, but it was corresponded to the roaring tide of shadow energy like hell.

"If you can resist it, see it with your own eyes, the guy who killed himself!"

This time, there was nothing in front of Bazanar that could resist the attack of the Death Grip, and under the savage pull, the Dreadlord's already flightless body fell from the sky.

"He's already at the end of his crossbow...... Chromie, warp time! Everyone put out all their strongest skills! ”

While the tumbling Shadow Energy inflicted a continuous Shadow damage and movement reduction for the entire mass, Banazar himself was slowly losing health due to this brutal behavior, even if it lasted a little longer—say five minutes, and he would be swallowed up by his own backlash.

"The power of time! You're not normal humans - what's the matter, isn't the bronze dragon starting to be able to control your idle hands? ”

For the vast majority of people in the land, the hourglass of time may be a rare existence in a lifetime. But Banazal, a former senior officer of the Burning Legion, would not have failed to understand this.

Unfortunately, even being well-informed doesn't help the situation - while each attack of the Dreadlord is accompanied by a splash of corrosive droplets, flames, and toxin-laced sulfur vapors, each attack is accompanied by a loss of life force.

Rumor has it that Banazar escaped from his wounds at the end of the battle, and that the prolonged act of taking on a human form and maintaining the Light did nothing to help him recover from his injuries.

If 6 De and the others faced Banazar in good condition, they were afraid that they would be beaten back to the cemetery with just one photo!

"You ...... You guys, let's have a discussion. How about putting me alone? I'll give you my collection in return, and if you don't think it's enough, we can even sign a non-aggression pact......"

Banazal, who relied on his shadow energy and could barely defend against magic, was helpless against greatswords and battle axes.

Under the joint efforts of everyone, the combat power of the Dreaddemon King was gradually declining to a degree visible to the naked eye, and soon, this demon changed his menacing appearance. Instead, he began to beg for mercy, and with great sincerity, he first threw several pieces of equipment on the ground in the distance as a gratuity.

"That's a good point...... However, I've heard that demons like to play with each other on contracts the most, so forget it! ”

6 Tak looked at Banazar like an idiot.

Even fools know that magicians who specialize in "dealing" with demons use a special circle to communicate with demons when they choose a contract object, and ordinary contracts are simply a dead letter to demons.

"A swarm of rancid bees!"

After a moment's break, Banazar blushed and roared. After a pause for a second, at the cost of successive hits, a large swarm of evil beetles mixed with demonic energy was summoned to everyone.

Rancid Swarm: Summons a demon beetle to bite the target, dealing 8o7-1331 chaos damage and reducing the healing effect it takes by 75% for 15 seconds.

Perhaps in its heyday, this spell could be used by Banazar with the wave of his hand, but now it is no less difficult than a vicious battle.

"Wow, worm, worm!"

After the swarm that flew towards 6 Tak was neutralized by the anti-magic shield, most of the spell energy was neutralized, and the remaining biome crashed into the armor. Naturally, the effect of reducing the treatment is not possible.

But for girls, some of the creatures that crawl around and get into their clothes are not so pleasing.

"Stand still - Rose, go and take a good bath of those bugs!"

6 Tak patted the head of the red dragon girl beside him.

"Well, like this......"

Rumble!

The red dragon girl's golden silk and flames of the same color flew through the air, and the demon beetle swept by the flames twitched and rolled over and fell almost instantly, turning into ashes as it fell to the ground.

"Huh...... Kill me, Death Knight. You'll be like the princess back then. In the end, it is up to you who is the best choice. ”

Banazal's tattered body suddenly stopped moving, allowing all kinds of attacks to fall on his body, and finally his head was cut off by the sword of 6 De. With the blood gushing. The body that had lost part of it swelled uncontrollably, twisted, and finally turned into scattered black flakes with a loud bang, leaving only an ugly head and breastplate in place.

It's a pity that this dying gift, which even gave his life, didn't hurt at all for the 6 Virtues who were stacked with absorption shields, not to mention hurting the red dragon girl who was pulled behind him.

PS1: It's well known that the Dreadlord was a scattering bat and armor shell when he died, so it's debatable where Banazar's head came from......