"Your Majesty the Demon King, don't come unharmed." Octeri deliberately spoke to Sack in an exaggerated tone, and as he spoke, he turned around in a circle and made a gentlemanly salute "elegantly".

"You're the one Sheola said he was talking about, the mysterious one who has been helping the Necromancy." A sweat tricked into Sark's forehead, and he knew very well that the man in front of him with his cloak and mask was the one who had set the ball on fire to destroy the castle.

"Oh my Demon King, what you call me is so unfamiliar, shouldn't we know each other well?" Actory feigned surprise and took a half-step back, raised his right hand to cover his face, and said in a deliberately lost tone.

"I know you?" Shack was a little confused.

"That's a faux pas, I don't need to disguise myself in front of you." Aktri said, taking off his mask.

The moment Yaktri took off his mask, the face was too familiar to be more familiar, and it gave Zacmo a big shock.

"Are you!? Yaktri! You're betraying the demons!' Zac's emotions could no longer be calmed, and with a wave of his scepter, he summoned a group of dark wolf spirits and attacked Yaktri.

"Why is Your Majesty so surprised? If you didn't succeed in putting me to death, wouldn't you have expected this outcome?'

Octeri's tone was pleasant, and he didn't panic at all in the face of the dark wolf spirit that pounced on him. At some point, an extra rose appeared in his hand, and the cloak burst into flames, turning into a gorgeous and elegant cloak.

"It's a good show, it's time to start." Aktri took the rose in his mouth, twisted the corner of his cloak in one hand, caressed it to his chest with the other, and stepped his right foot behind his left foot, and bent down slightly.

"Stay out of the way, for now, this is a battle between me and Your Majesty." Keeping his gentlemanly posture, Actory spoke to the necromantic generals on either side.

The two necromantic generals glanced at each other, nodded, and turned and ran in the direction of Dimore City.

Only Sack and Acteri were the only ones left in the Demon King's Palace, and Acteri no longer gave him that gentlemanly salute to Sack after the two necromantic generals left.

During the whole process, the dark wolf spirit's movements seemed to slow down, and it was only after Aktri stood up straight that it reached him.

"Bloom, flames...... "Actory took the rose from her mouth, kissed the petals, and threw it out. The moment the rose touched the dark wolf soul, it erupted into a fierce flame, incinerating all the dark wolf souls.

Elegant movements, which don't look like battles, but more like performances.

Sack's face was a little ugly, he knew very well the strength of Acteri, and when the other party took off his mask, Sack knew that this battle would be very difficult.

The "Transformed" Acteri, formerly a member of the "Black Temple", was the most faithful and right-hand man of the former High Priest Caila, who referred to her as "the most important woman in life". Although Aktri is strong, his biggest role is not his strength. He is called the "Modder" because he always researches strange but useful things and has a fanatical interest in living organisms.

In a simple competition of strength, Sack is on par with Acteri, and it is not without a chance to win if he goes all out. But if you count the strange inventions of Actory, Zac is more dangerous.

"Your Majesty, if you don't make a move, I'm going to make a move." Seeing that Sack didn't react, Actory took a step forward.

The moment he took the first step, Actory disappeared before Zak's eyes.

Sack looked surprised, as a firefiend, Aktri couldn't use teleportation, which meant that he was already using those strange inventions.

But Sack was not weak, and how could he not know where Aktri had gone. Without any perception, not even guesswork, Sack attached the aura of darkness to the scepter, and turned back with a thump.

The scepter didn't hit anything, but it pushed back Aktri who wanted to sneak up on her back. Aktri took a few steps back, spread his hands, and smiled at Sark.

Then, with his hands together, Actory pulled a thin sword out of his palm. It was not so much a rapier as a flame that condensed into the shape of a rapier. Actory took the flaming sword in his hand and pointed at Sack from afar, the smile on his face that made Sack shudder.

(Aktri gained the ability to teleport through her research, which greatly diminished the usefulness of my dark dependents.) Hmph, but you don't want to defeat me like this! ）

With a wave of his hand, Sack summoned a swarm of dark blood bats and attached the aura of darkness to the scepter.

Actri nodded in satisfaction, and with a few slashes of his rapier in the air, he summoned the same number of bats formed by condensing flames.

"I don't want the battle with Your Majesty to be disturbed by something else." Aktri shrugged his shoulders and drove the flame-condensed bat towards the dark blood bat summoned by Zac.

At the same time, flames erupted from Aktri's body, and a moment came behind Zak, and the sword stabbed straight out.

Zac reacted immediately, picked up his scepter to block the stab, and countered with his fist.

Actory ducked back to dodge Sack's fist, and with the help of her body's flexibility and the inertia of her dodge, she spun in place for a circle, and the sword swept along the rotation of her body, slashing towards Sack's neck.

Sack dodged the blow as he swung his scepter and struck it at Acteri's jaw.

Actory immediately steadied himself and jumped back, dodging Sack's return shot and pulling away a little more.

Between the two rounds, sparks and black mist drifted across the ceiling of the main hall, and the dark blood bats summoned by Zac were neutralized by the flame bats cast by Acteri mimicking Zack's spells.

"Your Majesty, don't you want to stop?" Aktri glanced at the ceiling, then teleported behind Sark again.

"Let's fight!" Sack showed no signs of weakness and fought again with Actri.

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"Uh, you're getting stronger." Sack clutched his waist, panting, and bent down slightly, his face not so good.

"No, no, no, it's not that I'm strong, it's that Your Majesty doesn't have the sharpness you had back then." Aktri flicked the flaming rapier and threw some blood to the floor.

At first, Sack was able to match Aktri's magic powers, but as the battle progressed, Aktri's skills in hand-to-hand combat became more sophisticated. Sack couldn't resist the dazzling attack, and was wounded a lot.

"You're no longer the Megatron of the Sack you used to be." There was mockery in Aktri's tone, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned, frowned, and looked outside the palace.

"It's a pity that I can't finish you off with my own hands, or I'll probably die here." Aktri said, flashing behind Zac again, "Goodbye, Your Majesty the Demon King."

As he left, there were still words in Aktri's mouth.

Sack didn't know what Octeri was saying at first, but with a tearing pain, he heard the sound of the scepter falling to the ground, and saw his right arm holding the scepter. Before leaving, Actory chopped off Zack's right arm.

Sark endured the pain and picked up his severed arm. The black devil can use the ability of black mist to repair the severed limb, as long as the severed limb is connected back to the broken place, activate the ability and wait for a while, then it can be connected.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" A gloomy voice sounded from behind him, startling Sark. He looked back and saw that Sheola was standing behind him at some point, looking at him worriedly.

"Your Majesty the Demon King, I'm really sorry that we were late, but the necromancers in the city have been dealt with by us." At some point, Artevans suddenly appeared in front of Sack and said in the same gloomy voice.

For some reason, when Zac saw the arrival of Sheola and Artevans, he was not relieved, but inexplicably felt a sense of crisis, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.

"How's Trill doing?" Sensing that this was just an illusion, Sack asked, as he pressed his severed arm to his severed arm, waiting for his right arm to recover.

"I've already broken through the fifth layer, but when I saw the signal from Lord Kaina, I rushed back with Lord Atfans, but fortunately, nothing happened to Your Majesty." Theola stared at Sack's severed right arm, a flash of blue light flashing in her eyes.

"yes, since it's okay here, you guys ...... quickly," Sark said midway through his words, his throat felt like he was choked on something, and he couldn't say any more. He looked at his frozen severed arm in disbelief, and looked at Sheola with a shocked expression, as if wondering why Sheora did this.

"Your Majesty, it's great that you're okay, and your body's energy is an excellent tonic for Lord Artevans." Sheola's eyes had darkened as she looked at Sark, and her dark, empty eyes made Sark shiver.

Theola's gaze made Sark feel like he was in the snow, and his eyes widened as he looked at his frozen legs, the ice still spreading up his body.

"Sheola, you!?" Sack is not only surprised why Sheola betrayed, but also why Sheora has such great strength.

"Your Majesty, you should have discovered that I have joined forces with Lord Artevans for the purpose of your Demon King Throne." Sheola smiled eerily.

Zac couldn't do so much at this time, and he was surprised and angry at the same time. Resisting his injuries, his body erupted with a powerful dark aura that wanted to engulf Sheola and Artevans.

"You've been so badly wounded, do you still want to beat the two of us? Aktri, you've done me a great favor indirectly.'" With a wave of his hand, Artevans broke through Sack's dark aura and slowly walked in front of Sack, stretching out his right hand and pinching his neck.

The ice gradually paralyzed Zack's senses, and he had no way to exert his strength or resist Artfans, so he was lifted up by Artfans.

"It's over, Sark." Artevans said, looking at Zac's chest.

Without a hint of hesitation, Artevans clawed his left hand, covering it with black mist and piercing Zack's heart......