What a joke! How could such a monster be defeated by humans!

Amy Ulysses struggled to stand on the ground—no, the demon in front of him—completely ignoring the underground monsters that had fallen one after another around him, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the huge shadow that occupied almost all of his vision, and looked at the nameless evil thing that almost dipped the world into darkness.

It's like a hidden boss that appears in a novice book.,It's a terrifying monster that shouldn't appear in the radial range of the fire at all.,Replace it with those who can control lightning, fire, and frost.,Maybe there's a way to deal with this big target.,But he and this kind of guy with no obvious weaknesses and huge body can be described as extremely bad.,Not to mention that there are only two people, he and the sword-wielder.,Even if there are a hundred people, two hundred.,With ordinary sword slashing,It's not possible to form an effective killing effect on it.。

It's better to retreat - while you can retreat now.

The Glorious One does not intend to make unnecessary sacrifices, and although the High Demons are fierce, they are never stronger than the Dark Lords. With the particularity of his ability, he has the opportunity to get rid of a character like the dark wizard Alfred, and replace it with a high-level demon who is ignorant and faintly at the bottom of the peak combat power, even after a fight and finds an incapable enemy, he is quite sure that he can get out, and it is not unacceptable to go crazy with the girl who has always trusted him.

But the enemy in front of him, and his appearance can be described as terrible, even if he tries his best to fight to the death, for this monster, it may only be a mosquito bite - the two sides are not of the same magnitude at all- No wonder his instinct would warn him, it turned out that from the beginning, the ground under their feet was not the real earth, but the body of a demon, and the grit he touched may be the dust of its long sleep, or the dander naturally produced by its physiological activities, and the man-eating monsters that ravaged the mines of Ildan are parasites that live on it, or the immune system.

After fighting for so long, they didn't even find out where the enemy's body was, which was a mistake.

The boy looked around, and found the sword-wielder who had also stopped killing in his vision that had finally broadened, and after roughly determining the distance, he moved to the idea of joining the girl - while the monsters in the underground had not yet regrouped, he immediately took action, and walked on the waves with his body rolling like a wave, and then when the distance between the two was shortened to only one "wave", he spoke:

"Mia—"

"Ulysses. Almost at the same time, the sword-wielder of the Order uttered his name.

In the midst of this unanimity, the young Glory One was slightly embarrassed, so that the next thing he wanted to say was completely choked in the girl's stomach: "Please protect me—please." ”

"Protecting you?" Amy raised an eyebrow, "what are you going to do?"

"Purify the unclean. The sword-wielder's voice was slower and more powerful, as if she were not facing a high demon as majestic as a mountain, but a bed bug that could easily be crushed to death.

"You—" The boy paused, swallowing the word "death" and asked, "Is there a way to kill it?"

"Pressurized. Millie nodded, speaking of the second ability given to her by Stigmata, "There's no limit to my boost, in theory. ”

If nothing else, the last three words alone are hard to reassure......

Although he thought so, Amy Ulysses did not refuse—he was a glorious descendant of the glorious blood of his ancestors, a glorious man who was born noble and enjoyed all kinds of privileges as a matter of course, and he had no reason to retreat in the face of a crisis that could shake the order of Hemtika—well, to die.

"Good. ”

After a brief silence he answered, then turned and stood behind the girl, facing the monsters that were slaughtering in vast, and a vague phantom that seemed to be shattered at any moment appeared in the dark pupils - it was not a retinal projection, but hidden inside his body, something he had been ignoring, some kind of power - at this moment, at the moment when he completely forgot everything, left everything behind, and let the fighting spirit burn, the tip of the iceberg naturally appeared.

Unfortunately, the teenager who was the person concerned didn't know anything about it.

In his eyes, there is only the mighty army of monsters.

That's right, military power.

The cannibal monsters that live underground have the ability to learn in groups beyond human imagination, and the experience gained by individuals inadvertently will be fed back to the whole group at the same time, and they adapt to the environment much faster than the teenager expected.

Unstoppable, unavoidable!

When the collective power gathers together, the Glory One has no confidence in its edge.

Even if he could kill a three-in, three-out, three-in, three-out with his extraordinary physique and almost cheating instincts, he would not be able to resist their advance, let alone protect the sword-wielding swordsmen who were preparing for the lore in the midst of thousands of troops—so, they must be entangled—they must be entangled at all costs!

The young man narrowed his eyes, and the determination in his heart was stronger than ever.

And then—

He sliced his hand open, letting the red blood flow out.

"I'm here!" he raised his bleeding left arm and announced to the monsters on another "hill" far away, then stepped forward, his thin body seemed to contain incredible strength, and a flame seemed to ignite in his dark pupils, "Your enemies, right here!"

The blood of the revered ancestors is itself a symbol of order, and order has an incomparably strong temptation for all demons and monsters derived from the darkness and chaos, and this temptation cannot even be resisted by the higher demons, and will pour into the mist like moths to the fire, lose all power under the light of order, be hunted by humans, slaughtered by humans, and even reduced to human food, human rations- Not to mention the current group of high-level demon spawns, for them, this is enough bait to make all of them crazy, as long as they show it a little, what awaits the glorious ones will be an endless battle - although it is not a good thing to think about it at this time, he has considerable confidence in the concentration of the glorious blood flowing in his body.

Of course, the monster's scarlet compound eyes were filled with madness.

Even—

The indescribable huge demon at his feet also became restless, and a pair of red pupils opened like searchlights, unconsciously patrolling in the deep darkness...... Unfortunately, Amy Ulysses was too small for it, even if it longed for the rich blood of order, and the purest power of order in the blood, it could not find the tiny thing in its body, so it could only move its body in vain, so that the "land" under the feet of boys, girls and monsters roared like raging waves.

The sudden change made the Glorious One's footsteps stop suddenly, he paused to stabilize his shaky figure, and after his gaze stopped slightly on the monsters that had once again collapsed, he moved his gaze to the sword-wielder of the Order - he knew very well that the victory or defeat did not lie with him, at least the final victory or defeat He could only play a role in containing and influencing the victory, and there was only one hand to determine the outcome of this battle, only in ...... Mia's body.

Wouldn't the demon's restlessness have any bad effect on her?

He thought, and then looked back—fortunately, his concern was superfluous—supercharging was the ability to condense the air pressure to summon the wind that tore through everything, and with the control of the air pressure, the sword-wielder held the silver-white two-handed greatsword aloft while freeing herself from the shackles of the earth's gravity, suspended in mid-air like a holy angel in the Order's scriptures, and the huge wind pressure wrapped the entire long sword, and from a distance, it seemed that she was holding not the sword, but the wind.

- Supercharge, Supercharge, Supercharge!

The air flow faintly formed a vortex at the tip of the sword, and the sound of the violent air current tearing through the atmosphere could be heard clearly even by him, and the violence that the girl was wielding at this moment was far superior to the sword she slashed when she first met, and the tyrannical destructive power was enough to make anyone feel terrified.

But that's not enough!

It was thrilling enough to shake the demon that was comparable to the mountains, and if you wanted to defeat or even kill this high-level demon, this level of power was far from enough!

The sword-wielder gritted his teeth, and the stigma on his hand burst out with a brighter light than ever before.

- Supercharge, Supercharge, Supercharge!

A hole suddenly appeared in the dark sky, and the frantic air currents lifted the girl's long pale blonde hair, which was as beautiful as the morning sun, and the gray robe hunted in the wind, and then accompanied by a tearing sound, the shoddy robe in the lower area could no longer withstand the erosion of the wind, and shattered into butterflies flying in the sky, revealing the battle nun uniform with gold patterns on a white background and a simple design.

And all this, she still knows nothing.

She just gritted her teeth, just urging the stigma on her hands.

There is a limit to the sword-wielding, compared to the born Glory, they do not have talent, the reason why they can fight the Glory, can fight all kinds of demons, is entirely thanks to the stigma implanted in their bodies - relying on it, their physical fitness can surpass that of humans, and it is precisely by relying on it that they can control the wind, the thunder, the frost, the flame- But the stigmata is not something that the body originally has after all, even if every sword wielder has a high degree of adaptability to the implanted stigma, but the rejection reaction exists after all, not to mention the ability to operate his own ability completely freely like the glorious one, there will also be a threshold value in time in the use of ability, once the threshold is exceeded, it is very likely to cause rejection, defeat without a fight, and even ...... The body completely collapsed from the inside out, and it is not impossible to sleep forever.

But the girl had no choice.

If you want to kill it, if you want to kill this high demon, you must have this kind of awareness!

This is the consciousness of the weak, and it is also the strength of the weak!

It's even more - the determination to kill!

Like the knight of the myth and legend who commanded the storm to the earth, the maiden lifted her slender white neck like a swan, and her emerald green eyes were full of determination, and although there was no sound or superfluous movement, there was no doubt that she was declaring by her action itself:

Tempest, listen to me!