The palace was eerily quiet, save for the crackling of flames burning on the body.

It was thought that Kaina's change of position without warning, or even the transfer of injuries, was an illusion, but the sharp pain of the necromantic fire made Regis extremely sure that it was all real.

Seeing this, Schnell swung a cyclone of spirit sword that swept away the flames on Regis's body, freeing Regis from the burning of the necromantic fire. Then he flashed behind Kaina, and the spirit sword took Kaina's head directly.

Kaina looked at the stabbing spirit sword, and did not react, allowing the spirit sword to pierce into her head. The blood flowed slowly, but it was not the red blood of the demons, but the blue blood of the necromancy.

Schnell looked at what was happening in disbelief, and he was sure that he had hit Kaina, but at this time, Kaina was standing next to Sheola, and it was Heath who had been stabbed through the head.

"To be able to make them kill each other is worthy of Kaina-sama." Sheola watched this scene and said to Kaina in an admiring tone, "But why did you choose to strike at this time?"

"Relying only on the strength of the demons on the surface, I am not at ease to resist this attack. Besides, I think it's time to appear to you, and I can't always meet you in the form of a phantom."

Kaina wasn't complacent about her ability to finish off an enemy, and she could see the grief and anger in Schnell's eyes, and the suffocating killing intent that Regis exuded.

"Looks like they're in a good relationship." There was a hint of banter on Sheola's face.

Schnell pulled out the spirit sword, took out the source spirit body from the body of Heath, who had lost his breath, and fused it into the body. Immediately, a strong shock wave erupted from his body, four long legs covered with sharp thorns broke out of his back, and compound eyes grew one after another on his face, densely packed. The spirit sword dissipated, Schnell's hands formed claw-shaped, and his fingers turned into wriggling tentacles.

"I want, you, pay the price!" Schnell dragged his terrifying body, and in an instant flashed behind Sheola and Kaina.

"Speaking of which, you just scratched my face, and this account is going to be settled now. Even if you combine the abilities of your companions, so what?' A chill broke through Sheola's body.

Kaina was still relatively clear about Sheola's strength, and when she felt Sheola's aura, she immediately hid her figure. Sheola's strength has never been shown to the demons other than Kaina, and even if you count Artevans and Aruba, only three of them have not seen Sheola's strength as enemies.

Schnell felt the chill, but he didn't care, and he didn't flinch, and four long legs with sharp thorns pierced out, as if to tear Sheola into several pieces.

Sheola didn't look back, her body suddenly erupted with cold, Schnell's movements stopped abruptly, frozen in place, and her long legs could no longer get close.

Schnell was consumed by the cold in an instant, and became an ice sculpture. Sheola didn't look back, but slowly walked towards Regis, and at the same time, the fingers of his right hand shook down, and Schnell, who had become an ice block, was shot to pieces by the falling ice arrow in the blink of an eye.

"You think that if you can destroy the demons this time, you are very wrong." Sheola walked up to Regis, and the chill eroded Regis's body, making her unable to move.

"You're just a tool for Lord Artevans to become the Demon King." Theora looked at Regis without a trace of emotion in her eyes, and her empty eyes were like an abyss, devouring Regis......

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The city of Dimor, which had become full of gunsmoke, was littered with corpses, ruins, and traces of magic, all of which had made the city crumbling.

The necromantic soldiers hijacked civilians as their own flesh and blood shields, making it impossible for the demon soldiers to attack, and in their hesitation, they were killed by the rest of the necromantic soldiers. And when the soldiers of the demon clan are killed, the civilians used as hostages lose their use value and are slaughtered.

Dvoga and Ivor flanked the city, and although they slew many enemies, they could not fight freely because they held civilians hostage.

On one side of Dimor, Dvoga was battling the necro soldiers. There were only a few people left in the troops he led, and the enemy still had dozens of them.

"Demon Commander Dvoga, he still has some strength." In the shadows, a butterfly-like monster with a sword in hand watched Dvoga's every move. It is the Necromantic General, Maya.

It lurked in the shadows, observing Dvoga, waiting for an opportunity to sneak up.

The halberd pierced the body of another necromantic soldier, and Dvoga was left with no enemies around him, and when he saw that his soldiers were still fighting, he immediately wanted to run to help.

But a killing intent made Dvoga stand up his hair, and he instinctively lifted the halberd and turned around and swept away, just enough to stop the attack of the long sword. Dvoga drew his sword, took a few steps back, and assumed a fighting stance, wary of the enemy in front of him.

"Looks like you're a good match." Dvoga sensed the difference between Maya and the average necromantic soldier.

The two sides faced off for a few seconds, and Dvoga stared at the enemy in front of him, watching out for any moves it would make next. But in the blink of an eye, the enemy in front of him disappeared.

The nature of the spirit gives most of the necrons extremely fast movement speeds, and each high-level spirit mutates its body into a variety of different forms according to its own needs, giving them the physical functions that are suitable for this body.

Maya's body is butterfly-like, but it has human-like limbs, and its elongated stature, combined with the Necromancy's natural properties, allows it to glide through the air with ease, and is more capable of sneaking up on Dvoga's blind spots.

With a keen intuition, Dvoga quickly caught Maya's position and turned around to slash his halberd.

The clash between the halberd and the sword sparked, but Maya was not in love with the fight, and immediately retreated to a distance that Dvoga couldn't reach after failing to strike a single blow.

Both sides are well aware of their strengths, and as long as Dvoga stands on the ground, he can use the characteristics of the earth demon and use the power of the earth. Maya is physically perfect for raiding and making dexterous moves in the air. If there is no mistake on the part of both sides, the situation will become very stalemate.

But Dvoga couldn't waste his time like this, he had to go to the aid of his soldiers, and Maya's actions were more of a stall than a fight.

The agile form did not prevent Maya from launching a fierce and swift attack, quickly closing the distance after a miss, firstly to keep himself from revealing more flaws, and secondly, to force Devoga to fully concentrate on himself.

Dvoga realizes he doesn't have much time and he has to settle the winner as quickly as possible.

(Since your strength is flexibility, then I'm going to make it impossible for you to play to your strengths!) ）

Dvoga flipped his palm and slammed it to the ground, unfurling an earth-colored magic circle from under his feet, enclosing himself and Maya in the magic circle.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Maya flew higher into the sky, but he was still a step too late, and the hard, thick earthen wall completely surrounded him.

There was not a single ray of light in Dvoga's earthen walls, and the smell of earth was everywhere, and Maya only knew that his space was infinitely narrowed, but he had no idea what was around him.

"Welcome to my arena."

Dvoga's voice reverberate, making it impossible for Maya to discern the exact location of the source of the sound, and it could only rely on the faint aura emanating from Dvoga to determine the location of the other party.

But just as Maya could feel Dvoga's breath, Dvoga had already come to his side, wielding the sharp halberd and slashing from a direction that Maya couldn't see.

Although the instinctive reaction of his body allowed Maya to barely block with his sword, the powerful impact caused Maya to fall to the ground.

As soon as he touched the ground, Maya felt something strange from the earth. The ground seemed to be filled with magic, and the moment it touched the ground, a powerful suction force was generated.

"You're going to bury me here?" Don't think about it!' Maya's wings were already stuck in the dirt, and as a last resort, he swung his sword and cut off his wings, enduring severe pain, and was able to break free.

"My purpose has been achieved, you can no longer fly, as long as you are on the ground, you will not be my opponent!" Dvoga's voice rang out from behind Maya, accompanied by the slight sound of a halberd slicing through the air.

Maya concentrated the energy in his eyes, allowing him to see the outline of Dvoga and the weapon in his hand, and raised his sword to fight against Dvoga.

But soon, Maya was defeated, and the darkness of the environment made it impossible for him to accurately judge the location, so he could not exert his full strength. Dvoga's attack carried a strong sense of oppression, so Maya had to fight against him head-on, and his advantages could not be brought into play.

At that moment, Devoga stretched out his hand and firmly grasped Maya's hand holding the sword, and held the hand of the halberd to thrust it into the ground.

Maya immediately recognized the danger and struggled to break free from Dvoga's grasp, but in vain. The strange energy emitted by the earth made it gradually unable to exert its strength.

Dvoga pulled Maya in front of him, his strong, powerful torso locking Maya's throat and limbs, and pinning him to the ground.

"You will be buried here." Dvoga's voice was like the whisper of death, striking Maya's heart.

The earth shook more and more violently, and the earthen walls surrounding the area collapsed as if to bury the area like a tomb.

Devoga, who was pressed against Maya, did not move no matter how much Maya resisted, and soon the entire area was covered by dirt. For a moment, the loose dirt suddenly gathered and contracted, leaving no room for anything.

The original earthen wall had been turned back to flat ground, and after a few seconds, Dvoga emerged from the ground, patted the remaining dirt on his body, and immediately turned and ran to the soldiers who were still fighting, and threw himself into a new battle.

And Maya, who was buried in the ground, will sleep forever.