Chapter 826: Conflict

The greatsword slashed through without hindrance. The red-robed human was smashed into an inhuman shape, and blood splattered everywhere! Azad howled, and then there was no more sound.

The other demons were a little distracted and wanted to leave. Only the demon who moved his hand grabbed the hilt of the huge iron sword that smashed into the ground, but he couldn't move. Because he thinks it's pretty weird. Even if the fragile human body was smashed to pieces under his own weapon, the blood splattered on his face. But everything is so unreal, even the blood has no temperature.

"What's wrong?" This is the voice of a human who is supposed to be dead. The dead man said, "Don't you think this kind of death is not realistic enough?" So how about a different way of dying? ”

As he spoke, the human beings who were smashed into the mud returned to their normal appearance when they were wearing red robes, and they couldn't see that they had been hurt at all.

The next moment, there was another scream. But this time, no one touched him, and he saw the human being cut in half from the door of the head. The left and right sides of his body fell to the ground, and the blood from his internal organs was spilled all over the ground. Before the demons came to their senses, the human regained again, and then screamed again, and fell to the ground in a terrible way of death.

If you do it several times, you can change a different pattern each time. I've seen it too much, and even a muscular demon knows that something is wrong. The person in front of him is just a phantom! They looked around. Someone who can perform an illusion of this magnitude must be nearby. No matter how much they searched and sensed, they couldn't see anything other than the phantoms that performed all kinds of deaths.

There is the demon who is in a hurry, turning the primordial power into a blast of wind, directly releasing waves outward to sweep the surrounding environment. I hope to force out the human hiding in the shadows, but it all comes to naught.

Just when the demons were irritable to a certain extent, behind the succubus, who had been beside him, suddenly stretched out a hand. As soon as he hooked the succubus's shoulder, he grabbed it at the tower. At the same time, he approached the succubus's ear from behind, exhaled a warm breath, and said softly, "Are you looking for me?" ”

"You!" The succubus was just about to go berserk when he noticed that something hard was inserted into his body from behind. Azad whispered, "Don't move, you'll die." Of course, I don't feel sorry, but whether you have regrets or not is something I can't control. ”

Cice Insadhu, from the underside of the wingbones and ribs on the back, slanted upwards into the succubus's body, reaching the core that should not be known to anyone. No matter how great the anger was, it was extinguished in an instant. The succubus said in her voice that was so sweet that it would be tireless, "Human, I smell my kindred from you. And you, who have returned to the demonic bloodline, also prove that you and I are qualified to talk. Maybe we'll be able to find common ground instead of wielding the sword easily, don't you think? ”

"Well, you're right." Letting go of his hand and withdrawing Insadhu, Azad agreed.

In the next moment, the cold light flashed. Slash in from the lower part of the left abdomen, and out of the shoulder. This sword is so fast that others don't have time to blink; This sword is also unbeatable, and it actually cut the succubus in two with her magic core.

The slippery delicate body made a dull sound at the moment it landed. The demons who witnessed everything had only one thought, was what was happening in front of them true or false?

Compared with what I have just seen, the various ways of death are only tragic, but there is not much authenticity. Now that the succubi of the same rank are dead, the smell of blood exclusive to the demons is coming to the nostrils, making the demons have a very real feeling. It's just that...... No one wants to believe that this is true.

Slaying a demon did not satisfy Azad. He inserted Inzadu into the succubus's head, and the originally beautiful face seemed to be aging rapidly. The radiance of the skin fades and the wrinkles deepen until the entire skull is devoured.

In the evaluation of outsiders, this is a powerful weapon that harms others and does not benefit oneself. The source of the evaluation is the scene in front of you.

The energy required to cut the origin is not the eight powers that are unique to the Lost Land. In the past, if you wanted to grow, you had to accumulate bit by bit over a long period of time, but after all, there was a transformation in between.

However, this transformation can only be obtained from the eight powers, but can also be started from other sources. The difference is that the conversion efficiency is high or low. The method chosen by Inzadu was considered taboo among the Casseters.

Because it eats the flesh and blood of living creatures to maintain or strengthen its origin. However, such an approach will bring about sequelae that cannot be improved today. That is, to be infected by the resentment of living creatures before they were born, and to let themselves hate someone inexplicably. This is also the reason why some of the more objective people believe that the Crate Inzadu is not an evil sword in nature. It's just driven insane.

But whether this is intentional or unintentional, a succubus with the qualifications to impact the Abyss Lord has fallen. This is both a warning sign and an opportunity for other demons.

The demon core is not only the key to the resurrection of demons, but also a good tonic for other demons to advance and upgrade. Therefore, no one has an opinion on the death of the demon of the same person, but everyone shows a covetous gaze. Even the demons who had planned to stand by now rolled up their sleeves and prepared to fight.

A great demon carried the greatsword to his shoulder, and in the passage of smoke to smoke, he came to Azad. He said in a fishy tone, "Human, you ......"

Too much nonsense, one sword crossover!

In front of Czechon Sadu, the protection that the demons are proud of, is like a papier-mΓ’chΓ© window, ready at the touch of a button. Because this sword also cut through the core of the demon.

Since you can't even finish the scene, then there is no need to say any more.

The remaining demons swung up their weapons and beckoned to the only half-blooded human. And these attacks worked! The half-blood human dressed in red was once again smashed in front of the demons.

But...... If this attack is really useful, why is it that at the moment when it should have hit, he still didn't feel half familiar.

Is it another phantom ......!

Not many demons are aware of this, and the few who have become targets for Azard have struggled to support them.

First of all, he used the Phantom Puppet to create a false clone to attract firepower for himself, and at the same time, he also used his proud speed and a little trick to move to a place where the enemy's whip could not reach. Fight from the dead end!

There was also a time when the demons attacked because they felt that the other party had no resistance; or in vain, but without the marrow. Demons will abandon such opponents and search for their true identity.

As everyone knows, all this is just part of the strategy. When the opponent gives up the attack, which should be a fake clone in front of him, and throws it to the other side, Azad, who is weakly resisting, will suddenly burst out and slash the demon in front of him neatly.

After a while, the demon prince Azad, who had integrated the Phantom Puppet Technique into his tactical system, looked helplessly at the corpses and his own embarrassed body. Especially when he was splashed with demonic purple blood, he couldn't help but complain: "Originally, I chose red clothes because no matter how much blood I stained, I couldn't see it from the appearance. But I never thought that the object of the fight would be a demon spewing purple blood. What a miscalculation, what a miscalculation. ”