In the third district of Xicheng, the battle situation is extremely anxious.

From time to time, magical flashes flickered through the Praetorian Guards, which formed a tight formation.

Ice Pick, Wind Blade, Damage Amplification, Ground Thorn, Mire......

The mages inflicted a considerable amount of damage on the demons, but there were too many demons, and this was a dense steel smelter.

These Workers and Demons were still working in the factory before they recovered, and as a result, every Worker Demon here had a more or less steeled shell after the end of the mutation.

Boom –

The roof of the factory was lifted, and two towering mountain-like workers came out of it.

They have different appearances, the useless musculature mixed with iron sheets, growing savagely, and the magic and crossbow arrows bombarding their bodies, they seem to be full of flesh and blood, and the injuries are terrible, but for a monster of this size, it is tantamount to a slight injury from a mosquito bite.

The boiling molten iron was spat out by the giant work demon, igniting a raging flame, and in an instant, the formation of the Praetorian Guard was smashed to pieces.

The armor of the Praetorian Guard, even with a simple enchantment, could not isolate this level of heat.

Screams rang out, and the Janissaries began to retreat.

The flames ignited the building.

A black-armored knight covered in flames emerges from the factory.

He was like a knight from hell coming out of purgatory, and like a king who wielded the flames, the flames lingering and guarding him, and the scorching molten iron solidified into a wall around him.

The black magic sword was almost undetectable in the night.

One can only see the powerful work demons, which are being slaughtered rapidly.

Returning to the mage tower, he was silently observing the battle situation here, and Antonios, who was about to give support, silently stopped what he was doing.

"This is the patronus of fire and knights, Lady Nasha's successor?"

...

With the addition of Li Ang, even if there are a lot of workers in the third factory area, who have the strength of the middle sequence just after the mutation, they are still rapidly defeated.

He slaughtered into the factory, where there was still the last wisp of demonic breath.

He fixed his gaze on the corner, a trembling aberration, and raised its hand tremblingly as he placed his sword across its neck, "Don't kill me, I didn't hurt anyone." ”

Its mutation is incomplete, and most of its body is still in human form, perhaps because of this, it still retains some of its humanity.

"Please, spare me, let me leave Karad, I want to go back to see my daughter. ”

Li Ang coldly rejected its request: "I'm sorry, although your thoughts are still very clear now, you have become a demon, this process is irreversible, and the only remaining humanity will be exhausted sooner or later." ”

Even throwing the soul of a saint into the body of a demon will quickly corrupt.

This is the power of the abyss.

The will is corrupted, affecting the body.

But if the body is completely corrupted, the will will will also be corrupted - perhaps this is an alternative kind of matter determining consciousness, and consciousness has a counter-effect on matter?

"Please, don't. ”

Muddy tears flowed from the devil's cheeks all over the ravine: "I have never hurt anyone, it has always been someone else who has hurt me, why should I suffer like this?"

Li Ang shook his head, he was not interested in listening to the suffering of others, as Mr. Zhou once said: "The joys and sorrows of people are not connected." ”

"I've pleaded with you so much, why can't you let me go?"

The aura of tyranny gradually rose, and this cowardly man seemed to finally have the determination to resist, but soon, it came to an abrupt end.

It fell to its knees and stretched its head towards Leon's blade, "Kill me, I don't want to become a monster." ”

Li Ang was silent for a moment, and let out a helpless sigh: "This damn world, it's really difficult for ordinary people to live. ”

The blade fell.

The magic sword Avalon hummed discontentedly.

This man's soul is like a bagasse that has been chewed countless times, and it is full of reverse, which is not at all to its taste.

"Set its soul free, Avalon. ”

Buzz –

Avalon was a little dissatisfied, even if the unpalatable food entered its stomach, could it still be expected to spit it out again?

"I won't say it a second time. ”

Leon accentuated his tone, he had already come up with the idea of reforging this magic sword, a weapon that did not obey his orders, it was like a time bomb, and the more he used it, the more dissatisfied he became.

In his opinion, if he continued like this, he would rather use the Sword of Victory again than continue to use Avalon.

Avalon hummed dissatisfied, like a human retching, and the translucent distorted soul gradually drifted away.

Flames flashed from Leon's feet, and he appeared in front of a long street.

There, there are frozen sculptures everywhere, and the working demons inside have long since lost their lives.

He asked, "Do you find it strange Anivia?"

"What?"

"That satanic demon had a chance to do more, but it only caused a riot. ”

Anivia frowned, "You mean, it has another purpose?"

"That's right. ”

...

Empress Flosia woke up from a nightmare, and tonight in the imperial capital, she was shocked by the sudden chaos and explosions.

"Someone, tell me what's going on?"

The personal eunuch stepped on broken steps and walked into the queen's bedroom.

"Your Majesty, it's just a small upheaval, and it will soon be strangled by the Praetorian Guard. ”

"Are you sure it's just a small commotion?"

"Your Majesty, look at me. ”

The eunuch smiled gently, and his smile was so charming, like a black hole that swallowed all eyes.

In the queen's misty eyes, he held up the queen's white and pointed chin with his fingers.

Then, with a flick, pry her red lips open.

Boom –

The eunuch turned into a cloud of black smoke and poured directly into her mouth.

...

Floria stood in front of the palace.

She wore the crown of Emperor Arenal on top of her head without changing her face, and took off his noble purple robe stained with blood.

Standing in front of the palace, she announced to the nobles and the leaders of the Praetorian Army: "The Emperor died at the assassination of the Valov family, and they planned a riot against the entire imperial capital. ”

"I will take over the duties of the Emperor and lead you to avenge my husband. ”

Her voice is as powerful as magic.

The officials and aristocrats who were supposed to question her legitimate succession because of her gender were silent at the moment, and they raised their arms as if they were empresses, the empress of Calradia, to be exact, in fanatical salute.

The empress couldn't help but smile at the corners of her mouth, but it came to an abrupt end with a white-bearded mage, a knight on a black horse and an iron helmet, and a young man in a feathered robe with a soft facial contour.

"Master Antonios, as is customary, you need to crown me, but in a hurry, I did it myself, you won't blame me for trespassing, right?"

"What do you think?"

Antonios' face was unusually ugly, and he felt that he had been fooled.