Chapter 117: Fire Demon (Part II)

"Turin's nemesis......" beside him was like a moan. The name was pronounced with a groan.

As the culprit behind the destruction of this place, this fire demon has been dubbed the "Turin Buster" by the dwarves. In addition to their anger, it also meant that they were terrified of the power of the Firedemons.

Faced with this terrifying existence that came out of the legend, the dwarves almost dropped their weapons and turned to run. The heavy metal armor could not hide their trembling bodies, and the sturdy shields made a noisy noise as they lost their steady, colliding with each other. Standing at the forefront of the dwarves, Jin Li's sweat was raining down, and the proud steam axe in his hand could not bring him any comfort at this moment. Shaking his head vigorously to prevent the sweat from smearing his eyes, Jin Li suddenly clenched his fist and slammed it the breastplate.

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound brought back the courage of the dwarves, and they all began to tap their weapons. The chaotic sound gradually became uniform, like a war drum that brings courage and strength on the battlefield.

"For courage! For glory! For the sake of Caesardom (note (1)))! Courage mixed with fear prompted the dwarves to rush towards the firefiend.

The Firefiend made a sound like wood burning and cracking, with a sarcastic smile in it. He swung the nine-tailed whip of the flames in his hand, and the slender knots that split into nine strands at the end cut through the air with a piercing whistling sound. The heavy armor of the dwarves was slashed by the whip, leaving a trail of beast-like scratches, and the heat of the flames made the cracks a dark red of molten metal. Even more terrifying was the flaming flaming greatsword, which was not a combination of axes and shields in the dwarves' hands, and shattered after the collision of the blocks. Even the steam rifle, which had been pinned on by everyone, did not play any role because of the layer of flames burning on its body. The flames were like a piece of hot armor, melting and dissolving buckshot before it hit the body.

There was a scorching smell in the air, and the iron armor that could not be easily removed became a tool of torture, burning the user's body under the roasting flames. But the dwarves still fought to the death, and the fire demons' immense power whipped the dwarves everywhere through the whip, and the various weapons in their hands inflicted little damage on the fire demons. Tired of this boring game, the fire demon cracked the ground with a powerful whip, and poisonous fire gushed out from the ground with choking gas.

Surrounded by flames, the fire demon raised a sharp blade shaped like a tongue of fire and stabbed forward, and seeing that the three dwarves in front of him who could not dodge were about to turn into charcoal skewers, the golden thunderbolt that was whipped away suddenly let out a roar:

"The dwarves of Turin are not dead yet!" The steam axe he held in his hand spewed a large amount of gas backwards, and the weapon drove the dwarf in full armor to fly towards the firefiend. Then, the Golden Bolt, the son of Grosin who roared and swung his axe, turned into a whirling storm of blades and slammed into the Firefiend like a cannonball.

The sudden attack caused the ancient devil to let out a scream, and his burning blood mixed with splashing sparks spilled out. The blood of the fire demon burned the golden thunderbolt that was close at hand, like the outward manifestation of the anger that almost turned into substance in his heart.

Not far away, Su Qin, who was waiting for an opportunity, took a deep breath to calm down his spirit, and the five fingers of his left hand opened slightly as if he was pushing forward slowly, he seized the moment when the flame demon was relaxed, and turned the ubiquitous force into pure force to hit the other party. As if struck by an invisible hammer, the Firedemon roared and fell backwards until it plunged its flaming greatsword into the ground.

Even so, the furious shockwave caused the flames burning on its surface to fluctuate like candles in the wind, almost extinguished. The huge body swayed back and forth because of the loss of balance.

"Jin Li, catch him!" Su Qin, who felt extremely tired after releasing the Force, shouted without saying anything. The dwarves didn't hesitate to rush at the firefiend, attacking with all their might before it could regain its balance. If there is still a half-severed blade in his hand, he will use it as a dagger to stab it with all his might, and if the weapon is broken, he will go up and hug the hands and feet of the fire demon without fear of death. The shame of past failures and a strong sense of revenge turned into courage, which made them forget the pain and overcome the fear!

"Don't underestimate the perseverance of the dwarves!" The golden thunderbolt roared and strangled the fire demon from behind, the remaining flames blistering on his arm, but he didn't let go like a roaring lion.

"Die, monster." Su Qin clenched his lightsaber and rushed to the front of the Flame Demon with an arrow step, his hand rose and fell, and the red long sword condensed by red light slashed diagonally into the Flame Demon's shoulder, cutting all the way down and almost cutting it in two.

"Is it over?" Su Qin took a few steps back and felt his hands and feet weak, although the battle had only lasted for a few minutes, it made people feel extremely tired. After all, the experience of facing a legendary monster makes it hard to brace yourself. The tense nerves suddenly relaxed, making people feel a little weak.

"Thank you, tall man." Although he had always been at odds with Su Qin, Jin Li still expressed his gratitude to him in a muttering voice at the moment.

Suddenly, an evil and ancient name echoed through the cave - "Mirko (note (2))".

The fire demon who recited the name of the deceased Lord entangled with death, and its once-extinguished body suddenly turned into a viscous form, entangled everyone like a poisonous snake. Great forces came from all directions, trying to strangle them. Su Qin, who was assaulted, missed his hand and didn't hold the lightsaber, and after his right hand was entangled, he only had his left hand and could barely move. In desperation, he clenched his fist and smashed it at the fire demon, but it didn't do anything in the slightest. The dwarves beside him were also powerless to break free from the shackles of the fire demon due to various relationships.

At this critical juncture, a flash of realization flashed in Su Qin's heart. Since it's a physical attack, let's try the other side. The only movable left hand clenched violently, and a dazzling blue light burst from between the fingers.

Soul power, zero distance explosion!

The sting from the soul caused the fire demon, who had not yet healed from his injuries, to let out a series of painful wails. After taking the opportunity to get rid of the shackles, Su Qin's hands kept hitting the soul power one after another and slammed it on the Yan Demon. However, he found that this still could not completely destroy the monster in front of him. Between the lightning and flint, he quickly weighed the pros and cons and took out the black short staff condensed by the fragments of the magic sword.

"Except. Evil. Business. Exhaust. Su Qin persuaded himself in a low voice, holding the short staff with both hands behind his back, and jumped high, using gravity to stab the sharp head of the short staff deep into the body of the fire demon.

Then, the screams of the shattered souls of the powerful impact mixed flame demons continued to pour out in all directions. The dwarves hurriedly gathered together to form a formation to resist the impact, and Su Qin, who was facing the impact, felt in a trance, as if he heard a familiar laughter in his ears.

The voice was tinged with resentment and a grudge as cold as ice.

exegesis

(1) Kessadom: The ancient name of the Moriath Mine.

(2) Mirkor: One of the most powerful of the Enu born in the mind of the founder, Iluvita, but then fell from glory because of pride and contempt for everything but himself, and became an evil god who wreaked havoc and had no mercy.