If Clarus's body is like a humanoid furnace, the demonic fires that come from his blood give him great power, but also constantly try to melt the outer walls of the furnace, devouring everything they can touch. The Demon Spawn has devoted most of his energy to suppressing the flames, which explains why many of his actions may seem moody and even unreasonable to others, and only his once closest companions know what pain lies in those flaming eyes. But now, things are different, although Karus's body was severely damaged and almost dying, he was able to take this opportunity to get a moment to get rid of the bloodline curse, and at this time, the demon descendant realized that in addition to the never-ending demonic fire, there was another small but determined force in his body at some point.

This was the first time that the Demon Descendant recognized the existence of this force, but the current situation did not give him time to slowly explore, and Krus tried to manipulate this invisible force like a demon fire, directing it to his limbs, trying to strengthen his reaction, but he did not get any help except that the pain in the wound was slightly reduced. Disappointment? After all, I have already experienced a life that is not scorched by demonic fire, even if it is only for a few minutes, it is enough.

"Whew!" the black god son came to Krus's side in an instant, he or rather, it looked condescendingly at the demon descendant who had struggled to raise his head, without sarcastic cold words, without the slightest mercy, the monster raised his hands, clenched them together, and then slammed down on the latter's head!

The spectators of the battle unconsciously closed their eyes, some of them didn't want to see the upper half of Krus's body explode like a tomato, and some just didn't want the sand and blood to splash into their eyes. Except for one person, Kirly, the witch not only did not close her eyes, but her eyes widened for fear of missing any details of the blow. Then, the imaginary thudding and popping sound did not appear, only the witch's screams echoed through the passage. "Wow!" Peg turned her head and saw that Kiri was clasping her hands in front of her chest, with a look of surprise on her face that she had never seen before, the little witch didn't understand why the other party was like this, she had the impression that even if she saw a living person explode like a balloon, she wouldn't...

Not only Peg, but the other two Earth Mother Priests quickly discovered the scene in front of them after being stimulated by Qili's screams. I saw that with his back against the cracked passage wall, Karus, who should have been smashed to pieces, not only remained intact, but even raised his arms and froze with Miko. "How is this possible?" the long-haired green witch couldn't believe what was happening before her, and she unconsciously said what was on her mind, including several others. In his prime, Kalus didn't even have the ability to dodge a straight punch, and now that he was almost out of gas, how could he block this fatal blow? Even, looking at the expression on the face of the demon descendant, he still looked a little relaxed.

"I see. Krus said, his eyes completely unfocused on the Son of God in front of him, and all the energy of the Demon Descendant was now devoted to feeling the new power. It may not be accurate to describe it as power, because what is after the fire is extinguished is not a source of energy, but more like something, an idea. It's a mysterious thing, it's not in all the knowledge that the demon seed knows, but it really saved his life. "That's it, whatever you are, can you be worse than the devil's flame?" Seeming determined to rely on this energy, Kalus closed his eyes as he gave up the senses of hearing, touch, and smell, which he had deliberately trained to be a priority. After cutting off all means of perceiving the outside world, the Demon Spawn only felt that his consciousness sank into a boundless darkness. It's probably not right to say it's dark, because black is also a color, and at this time, there is only chaos around Kalus's consciousness.

"Things are fluid. The old man's words rang in his heart many years ago, so that although he had no vision, Clarus still noticed the chaotic changes around his consciousness. The clutter of matter, which could not be described in words, began to swell violently and began to split. Some of the lighter things stand out and come together to form something like bubbles, while some solidified things fall silently, merging with other substances to form a mass of aggregates that look like black mud in a swamp. The range of black mud and bubbles grew larger and larger, and soon occupied everything that the demonic consciousness could perceive, but the two were not opposites, in fact, black mud and bubbles wrapped in each other, and sometimes transformed into each other's states. Gradually, something else began to emerge from the two, something that Karus could understand, it included sand, rock, water, and gas, and these things quickly combined and transformed, and a world of illusion took shape around the consciousness of the demon, at least it seemed.

Thanks to the formation of the "world", Clarus began to understand what the shareholder in him really was. Because after losing his senses as a living being, he finally realized that the world seemed to be constantly changing on the surface, things were dying and dynasties were changing, but in fact, everything had not changed, so he finally understood the meaning of the old man's words, understood the meaning of circulation, and the formless and colorless energy finally became a part of him.

Of course, these are only for Krus, and the process from the time he closes his eyes to the time he opens them seems to ordinary people to be no different from blinking. But Miko, who was fighting with the Demon Descendants, took the initiative to withdraw his hands and took two steps back, as if he was a little jealous of the enemy in front of him. "Son of God? To be honest, I didn't think you were such monsters, I thought you were just aliens from a distant dimension like my father. Now I finally understand how horrible and disgusting you are. Krus said, retracting his hands from his waist with the hands he had crossed over his head, and he looked at his enemy with no joy or sorrow, not in the slightest as if he was fighting.

"Woo!" The Son of God did not make any unnecessary movements, nor did he intend to run away, it once again deceived itself, and hit the head of the Demon Descendant with both hands from the left and right! "Hmph!" But this time, the strange speed did not allow the Divine Son's attack to be implemented, and Krus's arms were already waiting in the path of the attack, and at the moment when the four arms of the two touched, the Demon Descendant's body stiffened slightly, and the surface of his feet sank into the ground at once, and the whole person was as short as an inch. And that's all there is to it, after unloading the power of his opponent's attack, Krus's arms begin to rotate clockwise, forcing his opponent's limbs to move with him.

"You don't belong in this world, now, leave. The killer said, swinging Miko's arm away, stepping forward with his right leg, and striking his palm straight into the latter's chest! After being hit, Miko seemed to have been hit by something terrifying, waving his hands and feet wildly, as if trying to grab something, but because of the hurricane, it didn't catch anything. A faint light appeared behind Miko, it was only the size of a pinhole, but it produced an amazing suction, and in an instant, it sucked in and disappeared without a trace.

"Whew..."Clarus, who had done all this, exhaled deeply, and he looked at the empty corridor in front of him, and muttered for a few seconds. Then he turned to look at the witches and the two remaining brown-robed priests. "Am I here to send you to Mother Earth, or are you going to have a good time?"

When the two brown robes heard this, they glanced at each other, and they all gave up their intention to continue fighting, and in their hearts, the god son who was almost equal to the earth mother was defeated by this demon descendant, and as the priests of the evil gods, they now have no intention of fighting. The two men ran in the direction they had come, hoping to return to Mu's side and inform the priest of what had happened here. Krus didn't stop them, or the Demons hoped so, and after banishing the Son of God, he was no longer capable of continuing the fight. After the two browns had run away, Clarus looked at Kiri and Peg.

"I'm sorry two young ladies, it looks like I need some help from you. ”