The wind, at first glance.

Dark clouds rolled, obscuring the sky.

Deep purple thunder swam through the clouds, flickering thunder lights illuminating the city below from time to time.

Immediately after that, the bean-sized rain began to fall.

"I love stormy nights, wind and rain and lightning, all of which make me more powerful!"

With his arms outstretched, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world, the voice of the Marquis of Woban suddenly became a little high-pitched.

"Presumably your junior is like this, right? Although the aura is a little strange, if you are compatriots with me, it must be like this, right? ”

The Marquis de Woban, draped in a black coat over a crisp suit, had a pleasant smile on his face as he withstood the beating of the storm.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Yakumo Mo watched as Icarus opened the Absolute Defensive Circle (Aegis) and covered Yuri Wanri and Athena in to shelter from the wind and rain, before looking at the Marquis of Vauban.

"Compatriots?"

Yakumo laughed softly, holding the handle of the umbrella in one hand and his long hair in the other.

"Old man, I have no intention of being reincarnated as a husky. Sure enough, the warm sunshine is more pleasing than the storm. ”

Saying this, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed.

The same vision that had occurred during the battle with the disobedient Athena reappeared.

Centered on Yakumo and Marquis of Woban, heaven and earth are divided into two parts.

Half of it was night, stormy, and half of it was day, and the sun was shining.

"Is this your power? Junior? Marquis Voban frowned, "It seems that the information is wrong......"

With that, he glared at Liliana behind him. Clanichar.

The Maiden Knight is the person in charge of gathering information about Yakumo for the Marquis of Woban.

Sensing the realization of the Marquis of Woban, Liliana, who had been on one knee behind her, buried her head lower.

Woban waved his hand.

More than a dozen wolves emerged from the darkness.

It was a huge gray wolf that was reminiscent of a horse.

"O king, that's the region of Hungry Wolves!"

Yuri Wanli, who was standing behind Yakumo Mo, said anxiously.

"It was the divine power that the Marquis usurped from Apollo, and it was able to summon dozens or even hundreds of huge wolves with dark mouse body fur colors. The size of the wolf is a burly body that can be mistaken for a horse, with a very sensitive nose, swift movements that do not match the huge body, and the speed at which it can chase cars! Be careful, king! ”

"Troublesome little girl!"

The Marquis of Woban on the opposite side waved his hand indifferently, and a dozen wolves suddenly pounced on Yakumo - these wolves appeared directly on the roof of the building where Yakumo was standing.

"If you let these little guys do it, it's completely useless."

With that, Yakumo casually glanced at the wolves that pounced on him.

Half of it is the sunlight cast by the daytime sky. Let Yakumo's shadow on the rooftop be stretched.

Subsequently, the shadows distort.

Succubi, the same number as the wolves, emerged from their distorted shadows and met the massive gray wolves.

Seeing that his wolves were not working, the Marquis of Warban seemed to have expected it.

"It's worthy of killing the two disobedient gods with the power of one person and defeating the [Demon King] of my old enemy [Martial Arts King]!"

The Marquis of Warban laughed with great pleasure.

"It seems like it's been a long time since I've had such a pleasant mood!"

With a snap of his fingers, the unbelievable phenomenon appeared.

"For the rare feast, I want to return the favor. If you don't, you'll be smashed with the shrine maiden—come, let me do your bidding, my servants! ”

Something dark and demonic poured out again.

Countless Death Knights have appeared.

Or with a sword. or with a spear, or with an axe.

Each Death Knight wears heavy armor that protects itself closely.

There were about forty of them, but they exuded an oppressive aura like thousands of troops.

"My dead servants, you are specially chosen warriors. Let you hunt like hounds! ”

Qiang Qiang Qiang ......

All the Death Knights suddenly raised their weapons and marched forward in unison.

The clashing of armor resounded through the sky.

As if there was an invisible bridge in the sky, these death knights marched through the sky and ran towards Yakumo's side.

"Dead people?"

Yakumo looked at the death knights who were killing him.

"After dying, the deceased who was forcibly pulled up from the underworld by using their power to continue to drive."

Yakumo Mo is almost certain that if Shikiki Yinghime sees such a situation. Lord Yama will be annoyed.

This power from Osiris originally existed to allow Osiris to better manage the underworld. Now it has been usurped by the Marquis of Warban for his own use.

Reversal of life and death. Ignoring reincarnation, wantonly disrupting the order of the deceased, and forcibly preventing these people from being reincarnated.

The Marquis of Warban's use of this power is completely contrary to the meaning of the existence of power itself.

So is it worthy of being the oldest and most tyrannical demon king in existence?

Yakumo sighed and raised his left hand.

The tips of the slender and white index fingers glowed with a faint purple glow.

Fingertips slid horizontally through the void as if they were about to cut through something.

"Poof!"

There seemed to be a sound of bubbles being punctured.

Marquis Voban's eyes widened.

The Death Knights on the march. They all stopped.

A black aura of death began to emerge from his body, and the bodies of the Death Knight began to fade.

"How is that possible!!"

The Marquis of Warban exclaimed.

He found that his control over these minions had been severed by some higher power.

"From where you came, go back to where you go."

Yakumo's voice suddenly became distant.

"Instead of staying in the yang world, it is better to reincarnate as soon as possible."

Then, these death knights have the power to sustain the realm of death and immortality. Cut off by Yakumo Mo.

"Junior! What did you do!? ”

"Ahh

Yakumo rubbed his ears as if he was being disturbed.

"—just to let these poor people, whom you have driven for so many years, go where they should go."

[Please get rid of our grudges......]

[Please banish the king who plunders wantonly......]

[Please...... Please......]

The voice that came from nowhere echoed in the hearts of Yakumo and Marquis Woban, as well as everyone present.

Servants of the Dead!

"So you see," Yakumo waved his hand, "these poor children don't seem to be willing to be driven by you. ”

A hint of anger flashed across Marquis Woban's face.

The Death Knights, whose bodies were stagnant in mid-air, turned into points of light and dissipated.

It's just that at the time of the final reincarnation, the bodies of all the Death Knights poured out a wave of power and injected into Yakumo Mo's body.

"Oh, it seems that they have a lot of grudges against the old man, and they plan to pit you before leaving."

Yakumo Mo looked at the golden ball of light formed by the power that was injected into his body and gathered in his palm.

"So what!?"

Marquis Woban laughed wildly, took a step forward, and his body began to grow rapidly.

The well-behaved suit was torn, revealing hairy skin.

What was originally a human head has also become a wolf's head.

The Marquis, who turned himself into a werewolf.

"It's just a bunch of useless guys, even if they rise up in groups, they won't be a climate after all!!"

Whoop -

With a beastly roar, the Marquis of Woban, who had turned into a wolf, leaped forward, and finally made a move on Yakumo himself! (To be continued......)