Chapter 9: The Return of the Demon King (Part II)

"So, is this the master's plan?" Kergas asked as he looked at Lanloth, whose aura was getting stronger and stronger under the envelopment of evil energy, and turned to the smiling succubus beside him.

For the conquered Dark Pine Trolls, even Overseer Zurkin was not enough to be called a master, but now ...... The 'master' in his mouth is obviously inseparable from the power behind this succubus.

"Of course. Hiding her sexy red lips, Alyssa withdrew her gaze at Lanlos and responded solemnly to Kergash's question, "The master will be satisfied, and your request ...... It will happen soon. ”

"Then I'll just wait and see. ”

Request, what request?

Kergash glanced at the Amani troll charging towards Lanloth, a hideous smile quickly flashing across his face.

Alyssa fell into the small movement that noticed him, and suddenly let out a cuckoo-like chuckle, and then wisps of green chaotic energy surged under her feet, and disappeared into this space in the blink of an eye. As for Kergash, he has already left this area with the Dark Pine Trolls, the slaughterhouse.

Slaughterhouses in every sense of the word.

"Traitor, come back!" Tregra sensed Chief Darkpine's intentions, but before he could give him a chase, a terrifying roar nearly burst his eardrums.

"Trolls, hand over your dogs' lives!" Ranros's voice seemed to come from the Nine Shadows, and a single roar made several of Amani's trolls almost fall to the ground due to weakness.

With a sharp sound of breaking wind in the air, the elven boy burning with emerald green flames disappeared from everyone's sight, and reappeared, only to be in front of a troll.

Burst!

The scimitar belonging to Solace easily broke through the troll's skin, and the scarlet blood made the green flames wrapped in it cheer, and instantly climbed up the latter's body, as if the crack-like green lines brought the troll boundless pain, and the terrible scream went straight into the sky, but it stopped abruptly in the next moment.

I saw that his body was like a leaky balloon, and after a few breaths, he was emaciated and dried up, turning into a pile of dry bones with skin, and smashed into the dirt.

Such an evil scene stunned everyone. Seeing that his warrior had the mentality of retreating, Tregra immediately burst into a battle cry and rushed forward.

Lanros, on the other hand, absorbed the life essence of the troll, and the evil flame on his body burned more and more arrogantly.

But the enemy was not an unarmed civilian, and in the time he was remembering, Tregra had already come to him, and the axe slashed down at him with a howling wind.

Click!

The blade of the axe tore through Lanloth's cloth with ease, separating the flesh and making intimate contact with the latter's bones, sending out a crisp, heart-pounding sound.

However, Tregra did not mean to be excited, and saw the blood splashing wantonly, but it was licked clean by the green flames in mid-air. This power not only devours the flesh and soul of others, but also does not spare his own life?!

Fear flashed through his mind, and with a rattling sound, Tregra realized that the evil flame had climbed up his arm with the help of his axe, and the pain that pointed at his soul made him decisively abandon his weapon and retreat in anger.

Just stunned, his right hand turned into a blur! And the twisted flesh was still shrinking, and even his proud self-healing talent could not resist this force!

"You are all going to die!" Like the demons of hell and the demon king of the abyss, Lanloth's hoarse voice was extremely heavy, as if a heavy hammer was hitting a giant drum, and the nearby trolls were trembling unnaturally not only in their bodies, but also in their souls.

The fear aura is the embodiment of the absolute strength gap between the superior and the inferior creatures, and it is an innate reaction, and this reaction is telling them, run!

"Coward!" Just as these Amani elites were about to flee for their lives, Tregra severed his right arm with an axe, and his roar of pain temporarily broke the oppressive atmosphere around him, "Don't forget your oath!

"For Zuaman!"

"Taztingo!"

......

As Amani's elite, he would be scared by an elf cub?

The trolls who reacted let out angry war cries one after another, turning into afterimages and quickly attacking Lanloth.

The latter, however, only showed a disdainful smile.

Slowly raising his hand, the fire of evil energy seemed to be attracted by some force, and quickly surged towards the palm of his hand, and almost instantly, a green fireball the size of a basin was suspended in it.

"I said it, you all have to die!"

Rumble!

The deafening roar seemed to shake the mountains and forests, and endless fires of evil energy roared and frantically surged in all directions. They are the embodiment of Lanloth's wrath, the destroyer of everything, evil power!

The buildings in the center of the village have collapsed one after another, and the dust has not dispersed for a long time. A large charred dink appeared in the ground, and burning stumps and severed arms flew in all directions, and shattered corpses rotted and withered in the flames.

With just one blow, all the trolls who launched the charge were seriously injured and even killed!

The few survivors wailed and struggled under the scorching power of evil power, but they could not escape the fate of death no matter what.

However, the use of such a powerful evil spell was not a small burden on Lan Luos, and the evil fire on the latter's body was obviously much weaker. Fortunately, he mastered the same foundation as the Flame Explosion Technique, and under the premise of the Fireball Technique, with the help of evil energy and the memories left by Bel Ash, he won the war in an instant.

However, he is not a winner......

With a single step, Lanloth trampled on the demonic corrupted earth and slowly approached Tregra, who struggled to his feet. What leg disease, what frail and sickly, after absorbing so much life essence, his physical fitness is far stronger than in the past.

Amani trolls had a rare look of fear on his face, and his limbs were stretched out to get away from this......

"Demons!"

The corners of his mouth were grinning, and Tregra's hideous smile made Tregra almost suffocate: "No, you're wrong. ”

Grabbing the troll's neck, Lanlos lifted him into the air with great ease, "I'm a demon hunter. ”

"Ahh

The green streaks spread rapidly through the point of contact, and fear and pain invaded Tregra's soul like a tidal wave, accompanied by a terrible roar, and the evil flames devoured him completely, and his soul was also torn to shreds unlike Solace's treatment.

The flames of burning houses gradually extinguished, the evening breeze fled without a trace, and under the light of the moon, the originally peaceful and peaceful village of Jinzhi was shrouded in silence, deathly silence.

Mutilated or charred corpses were placed on the ground haphazardly, elves and trolls could no longer be identified by their appearances.

The only one who has vitality is Lanlos, who stands still in the ruins. Unexpectedly, under the instigation of the evil energy and the voice in the depths of his soul, he did not make any movements, if it were not for the slight rise and fall of his chest, I am afraid that it would be no different from a corpse on the ground.

It was not that he had completely conquered this chaotic force, that he was mourning in silence, for the deceased, for those who had lost their lives because of himself, for his friends and family...... Silence......

The last cold wind blew before dawn, and the green flames on Lanloth's body suddenly disappeared with the wind, and under the warm sunlight, the elf boy lost all his strength and collapsed to the ground.

And the dry tear stains in the corners of his eyes can't disappear......