The attacks continue.

In fact, Quest had already figured out that he would not stop his "perfect blow" within an hourglass of sixtieths.

After all, there were not many "tool people" who could withstand his attacks and use them to test his Nine Swords cultivation level.

Coincidentally, Grazt is one of them.

"Perfect fighting skills. ”

Paladin Jensen commented.

He put down the forged steel sword in his hand and retreated to the side of the three ogre brothers with the desert elves, admiring the battle.

In the entire engine room, except for the fighting Quest and Grazt, only Sneijder, who commanded the army, was still active.

"The Blood Armor Demon and the Barb Demon set up a circular array, the Bone Demons are ready to launch a pounce, and the Horned Demon Governor team is in place......"

With the deployment of the steampunk half-lich, the Devil's Legion at the behest of Quest executes orders quickly and strictly.

The temptation of besieging and killing the demon lords had undoubtedly inspired all their fighting spirits, and the demon legions were all in battle at this moment.

In particular, the group of blood armor demons, if it weren't for Sneijder's restraint, would have rushed up to challenge the "Six-Fingered" Grazt.

These Batzu demons, who hate the demon of Tanari to the depths of their bones, cannot be deterred even by death.

And Quest once again faced the Demon Lord alone (who had previously fought with Buffyment), and he was even more recognized by them.

"Congratulations to Lord Queth!"

I don't know which passionate blood armor demon began to sing in purgatory, and more and more devils joined in.

Cruel words poured out into evil hymns, boasting of Quest's prowess and cursing Grazt, his enemy.

In this frenzied atmosphere, the two Blood Armor Demons stood out and naturally evolved into the "Blood Armor Maniacs".

They voluntarily broke away from the formation and circled to the back of the Demon Lord's field of sight on the battlefield, ready to launch a deadly sneak attack at any time.

It's just that at this time, Quisi has no way to separate other thoughts, and his heart is as firm as iron.

Quest made the most of the "perfect blow", and even if he couldn't kill the opponent, at least he wouldn't make Grazt feel better.

"Tail Lifting", "Smashing", "Arhat Knocking", "A Thousand Heavy Waves", "Sweeping Gale Wind", "Twilight Drums"......

The continuous hammering made the "Six Fingers" have no chance to recall their weapons, so they can only make a left protrusion and resist with all their might.

Grazt, who was shocked to the point of numbness in his forearms and sore muscles all over his body, was really depressed at the moment - Queth's strength was not weaker than him, but he was slightly lacking in agility, but he couldn't take advantage of the "perfect blow" at all.

Obviously he felt that he had dodged it, but the next moment there would be an unavoidable move waiting there, and Quiss's movements were as smooth as flowing water, while Grazt was secretly complaining as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis.

The Mithril armor on the two forearms of "Six Fingers" has been smashed into potholes because it can't withstand the continuous blows, and it can't protect the arms at all.

In desperation, he could only try to avoid some key points and use the thick skin and fleshy places on his body to resist the beating.

Although it was fine for a while, Grazt's lost face was enough to fill in the deepest gullies of the Acid Mist Canyon.

"That's enough! I'm a demon lord!" "Sixfingers," the blue and purple "Six" roared loudly.

"Weak ......" Quisi, who didn't hit the target, sarcastically said: "...... It's almost too small to be a demon lord. ”

Hearing such tiger and wolf words, Grazt's face instantly changed from the original "design gray" to a complete "black at the bottom of the pot".

"I'm going to make you pay!"

"Evil Abode: Tower of Blood Sacrifice!"

This was originally a spell used by a nether creature or an evil god cultist to create a dwelling or temple, but the "evil dwelling technique" used by a powerful demon lord naturally had a very different effect.

Grazt rules Azgrat, the collective name for the 45th, 46th, and 47th floors of the Abyss. The famous silver palace, which is the residence of the "Six Fingers", runs through the entire three planes.

The silver palace is made of white stone from Heavenly Mountain.

It is said that in order to obtain building materials, he once tricked an entire city of Astral Apostles into entering the mines to dig white stones for him, and finally transported them to the bottomless abyss without knowing it.

In the Silver Palace, there are as many as 66 ivory towers, each of which has its own purpose.

At the cost of not being able to use the Evil Dwelling Technique again for a year, and the Silver Palace completely losing an ivory tower (after which the same ivory tower could not be built again), Grazt was able to project one of them in front of him instantly.

Of course, the greater the amplitude of the span of space, the more the mass of the ivory tower itself will be lost, and in order to break through the barrier imposed by Stim on the plane of the Acid Mist Canyon, the "Tower of Blood Sacrifice" summoned by Grazt will lose all the materials.

However, the Ivory Tower summoned in this way is not useless - the rules contained within the Blood Sacrifice Tower, and the "Six Fingers" subordinates who inhabit it, are not affected by the loss of mass.

The runes that had been placed by Quest and Snead were all disintegrated in an instant, and the floor, walls, and ceiling of the engine room were immediately covered in thick blood, and a chilling monster roar came from behind the stalled gears.

"Phew!"

Grazt was struck in the face by summoning the ivory tower, and he spat out a broken tooth mixed with bloody phlegm.

"Welcome to the Tower of Blood Sacrifice and enjoy the last ride of my life as I quietly watch the beauty of the Blood Fountain. ”

With that, Grazt lay down on a pool of blood, and then sank into it and was never seen again.

Quest and his companions, along with the Devil's Legion, all floated in mid-air, watching for movement around them.

"Snead hurry up and crack the spell, the others are on guard, this is still in the traction city, we just need to ......"

"Ahh

In the corner of the engine room, there was a terrible howl.

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see a barbed demon sword and axe hand hanging on the wall, and his body had become a thin layer of skin.

"Vampire ......"

A sharp-eyed blood-armored demon saw something because he was standing closest to the first victim.

But just as he was about to shout out what he saw, a bloody wind blew through and took his head.

"Bloodline spells," Snead recognized, "Beware, it could be a legendary-level vampire!"

The half-lich recognized the vampire, and many people, including Quis, were convinced, after all, that both were undead.