Regardless of whether they have the ability to pursue across dimensions, even if they do, it would be unwise to spend precious time tracking down a high-level demon in the lower districts at such a critical moment - he has not forgotten what the real purpose of this trip is, in the thick smoke of gunpowder that can be faintly felt even through the wall of sighs in the upper level, the battle between the Glory, the Sword Bearer and the Chaos Sect is unprecedentedly fierce, and the unspeakable ancient evil that has been sealed under the city of Hemtika is ready to move- Not alarmist, the world is at stake.

So—

"Let's go. The boy didn't dwell too much on the disappearance of the high-level demons, and after making a general round, and after making sure that there was no trace of the enemy nearby, he shook his head and looked at the girl beside him, "There is no time to delay." ”

The sword-wielder from the Order didn't speak, just nodded silently.

But in the next moment, her quiet face suddenly tensed, and she suddenly pulled out the two-handed cross sword she was carrying behind her back, and her emerald green eyes were full of a wary look.

"Here we go again. ”

She said, the caution in her tone that made the Honorable frown.

"What's coming again," Amy paused, subconsciously lowered her voice, and put her hand on the short sword that was in the sheath at her waist, "Is that him?"

The girl shook her head, looked into the distance, and spoke for a long time.

"High demons. ”

"Is it a new enemy?" the young man asked, and then drew the answer from her eyes, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "The lower districts are really a place to hide filth, first the monsters of the Dark Guild, then the murderers, then the intelligence merchants who deliberately approached me, and now a new high-level demon has emerged......"

"It's different," the sword-wielder shook his head again, pausing slightly, and gave the answer, "It's the lord." ”

"Lord?" The unfamiliar term made the Glorious One frown, but he didn't dwell too much on the connotation, "It doesn't sound like your average High Demon?" ”

He expressed his intentions relatively implicitly.

"You can't let it go," unexpectedly, the sword-wielder simply rejected the proposal to retreat for the time being, as if aware of the boy's doubts, and explained in a rare way, "Lord, you are the lord of demons, and you can directly create demons if you meet the conditions, and the priority of cleaning is high." ”

"So," Amy paused, "you're going to check it out?"

"You can't just leave it alone. The girl repeated the previous words lightly, lowered her head and pondered for about five seconds before raising her head and staring at him with those emerald green eyes as calm and clear as a winter mirror lake, "If you're in a hurry, let me come, this time." ”

"You're really ...... so serious," the Glory One smiled dumbly, "It's not a Longtan Tiger's Den, and I won't stop there." Besides, I don't think I'm new to the true identity of the lord you're talking about. ”

Mask –

Near the mansion of the giant Paul, the only thing he could think of was this Lord of Shadows with whom he had never dealt before.

"Oh. ”

The sword-wielder replied in a low voice, not curious to ask who it was, because it was meaningless, for to her, demons were just enemies, enemies that had to be killed, enemies that had to be swept away, enemies that lived or died.

Lords –

This is especially true of you.

Her hometown, her family, is being destroyed at the hands of her lords.

- No. XIII, codenamed Black Goat.

"There's one thing I've always been concerned about," the young man behind her didn't notice her wandering thoughts, and suddenly asked, waking her up from her trance-like nightmare, "How do you sword-wielders sense the high demons? ”

"The realm stems from the suppression of the person of life. The unspoken girl racked her brains to organize her words, "Think of it as the territory of wild beasts, hunting grounds, or something like that." ”

"But I couldn't feel anything like that. Amy spread her hands, "Maybe it's because I have the blood of my ancestors in my veins, from the murderer in the Ildan Mine, to the awakening of the dragon human, to the so-called lord, I have never felt the oppression from the life personality." ”

"The Glory One," after a subtle pause on the question, the sword-wielder did not give a direct answer, but only nodded, "There is a possibility." ”

It's just that there is a possibility, the boy is not the only one she knows about the Glory, during the time she served as a sweeper in the Order, the girl has cooperated with many Glory Ones, and has successfully defeated at least double-digit high-level demons - compared to sword-wielders, the Gloryers do have higher resistance to the realm when facing high-level lifeforms, but not enough to be exempted, although theoretically, the bloodline of the Glory is purified to a certain extent to be immune to the coercion of the High Demons, but ...... After all, this is only a theoretical possibility, and whether she answers in the affirmative or negative, it is essentially a deception to Amy, so she will answer with "there is this possibility".

"That's right. The Glory One was not happy or disappointed at this result, he just followed behind the sword-wielder, looking at the road that was not unfamiliar under his feet, and when he came to the tall and mighty iron fence gate in front of the finish line, he couldn't help but nod his head, "Sure enough, this is it." ”

"Acquaintance?" there was no doubt in the girl's tone.

"Well," Amy didn't veto, because there was no need to hide it, "this is the mansion of the giant Paul. ”

"Giant, Paul?" the girl munched on these two words, her emerald green eyes staring at him, "Demon?"

"He can't be a demon. The boy first rejected this possibility, and then suddenly laughed, "Wait, you can't be so arbitrary, if the demon lord can really create demons freely, he may have been resurrected as a ghoul." ”

"He's dead?" the sword-wielder from the Order hit the nail on the head.

"I killed him. "The Glory One doesn't shy away from this," so I have some speculation about the identity of the Demon Lord, who is likely to be the right-hand man of Michelangelo, the de facto ruler of the Lower Districts, and the mask of the Lord of Shadows. ”

"Oh. ”

The girl doesn't care about the identity of the enemy, and for her, only dead demons are good demons.

"About it, speculation?"

"It's a bit too strong, I've only heard about him. Amy shrugged, half-jokingly, "To learn more about the monster inside, we'll have to talk to it face to face." ”

After a moment, he restrained the smile on his face.

"That's right, Mia. The so-called lord, is it an advanced level of a high-level demon?"

"Special kinds. The sword-wielder gave the answer, "The harm alone is greater." ”

She could never forget the shadow that obscured Nathaniel, the chaos that wriggled like a sheep's horned beast, the red eyes that were as deep as the sun, the nightmarish night......

Yes, she survived.

But only survived, only she survived.

Whether it is the hero Gunnar who did not give up the battle in the deepest darkness, or the priest Abel who lit the light to guide the way for those who lost their way, or the sister who protected her and her sister's parents, or even left her last hope of survival...... Everyone died, and the great Nathaniel was left with only one survivor, and she was left alone.

Therefore, when she sees the indescribable chaos evil under the mine of Ildan, she will fight against it desperately, and supercharge it at all costs, even if death is close at hand, she still has to cross the step beyond the limit to obtain the transcendent power that is enough to win the victory.

That's the lord—you can't be wrong, that's the lord.

A demon lord who rules the dark race like a black goat and has incredible abilities.

Kill it, kill it—

She did just that, and nearly died from it.

However, fortunately, the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord still favored her, and the backlash caused by the overrun not only did not kill her, but helped her dig deeper into the hidden power of the stigma, improve the body's fit with the stigma, and greatly reduce the load caused by the ability overload.

But she still can't forget, forget her hatred for the lord and the demon - even if she knows that Amy Ulysses has a reason to go to the upper zone, she still willfully wants to keep him, hoping to use his power and his incredible sword of light to get rid of the demon lord who is dormant here.

It's too selfish.

Even she hated herself for being so selfish, but hatred was rooted in her heart like a poisonous weed, and no matter how much she hated herself, no matter how much she tried to persuade herself to change her mind, she could not eradicate the seeds planted in her childhood, and she could not forget Nathaniel, who had been completely reduced to ruins.

Sorry, please forgive me for being willful.

She thought so, and swung her sword—

The silver-white cross-sword cut the iron bolts and chains that bound the gate, and with a strange tooth-squeaking sound, the malice of the world surged like a tide.

It's the field.

The sword-wielder withstood the unpleasant pressure and stepped forward.

I'm coming.

Sighing softly, the girl gave up the last trace of hesitation in her heart, and there was no more hesitation in her emerald green pupils.

"Whoever is impure—"

She paused, and her eyes brightened.

"Fire and thunder will be applied. ”