With the monster's iconic goat face, it's almost certain that its identity is already.

As soon as the demon appeared, it set its sights on the priest closest to him, wearing a shabby robe.

I don't know if he was bewitched by his mind, or if he really thought that the "Holy Son" should be like this, and still worshipped him with a fanatical face.

"Pious Human, your prayers have been answered - the Son has come."

The demon's goat's face showed a hint of human mockery: "In return, I will also give you the status of 'apostle'." ”

The demon stretched out a finger with a slender finger like a sharp knife and pointed it at the top of the priest's head, and the next moment, the demon's behemoth body turned into a black storm and swept into the priest's forehead.

The priest slowly rose from the ground, patted the blood and filth on his knees, and spoke to the crowd in a brisk tone.

"Guys, have you seen enough of the show?"

"Whew-"

The moment it spoke, everyone seemed to be lifted from the invisible restriction and were able to breathe heavily.

Someone stammered, "He got into the body of that heretical priest?" ”

Hans whispered, "Golden Arrow of Demon Blocking!" ”

Having foreseen that the enemy was likely to possess extraordinary powers, the soldiers of the Royal Knights naturally also carried the Golden Arrow of Demon Blocking.

Two sergeants take the crossbow machine, load the arrows, wind them, take aim, and pull the trigger.

The action is smooth and done in one go.

Two bolts were fired.

The priest's figure flickered slightly, and it appeared on a stone pillar that had broken off from the middle.

Its expression was elegant, as calm as a cat playing with a mouse, and its wide, shabby robe fluttered in the wind.

"Ah, weak people, even if they have mastered such a dangerous weapon, it is impossible to hurt me."

"I wanted to let you live, why do you have to get along with me?"

Hans motioned for the soldiers behind him to retreat, but none of them moved.

He gritted his teeth and scolded, "You can't keep up with its movements at all, and staying here is just causing me trouble, you know?" ”

"What about you?"

The soldiers' faces were filled with fear, but they still forced themselves to compose themselves, and clenched the golden weapon in their hands, which was said to be able to kill demons.

"Don't fight, let's stay."

The priest smiled and opened his hand, and in the square, the dead who had lost their lives the moment they were born from the demons suddenly opened their miserable white eyes.

The next moment, they rushed towards the group like a tidal wave.

The priest watched the scene with a smile on his face.

It's cautious—since your human weapons have the potential to hurt me, even if I'm sure, I'll never give you a chance to get close.

The limbs of the deceased were distorted, eroded by the priest's evil magic, and some even faced upwards, using their limbs to climb the ground like spiders.

Others are like shrimp and toads, with large pimples on the surface of their bodies, and their hind limbs become extremely thick, jumping up and soaring dozens of meters into the air.

Hans looked back at the people behind him, and saw that their faces were full of fear, but they only drew crosses on their chests, and none of them turned to run away, and sighed secretly.

He shouted, "Circle! ”

Nearly twenty knights and sergeants immediately formed a formation.

They took a deep breath, put off their masks, and held their irises side by side in front of them.

The enemy is getting closer.

The soldiers in the first row slashed down with the Demon Blocking Gold Sword in their hands, only to hear a loud bang, and the Demon Blocking Gold cut into the opponent's body without hindrance, and the dead suddenly exploded into a large area of fiery red ashes.

It's like a firework in full bloom.

The splashing sparks didn't bring any burning sensation.

The priest admired the battle with a smile on his face, and the human world was more beautiful than the dull abyss, especially the fierce emotions exuded by the human beings in battle, which made it even more intoxicated.

Brave, hot-blooded, cowardly, fearful, painful, desperate

"It's wonderful."

More and more of the dead are rushing forward one after another.

Bang –

A toad-shaped deceased man knocked down two shields.

A gap appeared in the shield wall.

One of the knights was pulled out by the dead, who seemed to retain some wisdom, and lifted his armor and pierced his eyes with sharp claws.

The knight let out a terrible scream.

There was a hint of violence on Hans's face.

"Take my place."

He shouted.

Immediately, the moment he struck a dead man in front of him with his shield, he strode into the crowd of enemies, sparks flying everywhere, and no dead person was his enemy.

Behind him, a soldier immediately took his place and left the gap exposed.

Hans approached the knight who had been dragged away, grabbed him by the ankle and tried to drag him back, but more and more of the dead pounced, and he swung his sword back, but he could not kill him at all.

In the blink of an eye, the knight's screams came to an abrupt end.

Hans recalled what he had said to him in the road, "Don't let your wife just lose her child and lose her husband," and the fierceness in his eyes became more and more intense.

He strode towards the priest, and as he ran, a dense layer of silver-white hair grew on his face.

Because considering the possibility of transformation, and as a template for a heavily armed warrior, his defense does not need armor protection in the first place, so he only wears an outer robe.

His snout protruded forward, becoming long, sharp, with two rows of sharp fangs peeking out from under his lips.

With the creak of the joints, Hans's body quickly rose up, and the bulging muscles broke through his robe.

In the blink of an eye, Hans transformed into a giant werewolf that was more than two meters tall.

He ran, using his hands and feet, leaping nimbly through the ruins and crowds of the dead.

There was a look of abruptness on the priest's face.

"No wonder I feel a little uneasy that there is a werewolf hiding among you."

"But something seems wrong with this breath?"

Soon, Hans crossed a distance of several hundred meters and came to the priest.

The soldiers watched with some amazement, and many of them did not see the transformation of Hans due to the cover of the dead.

Just when this is a werewolf who ran out of nowhere, I thought it was a demon minion, but instead I fought with the demon.

But there were also people who keenly observed the rags left on the werewolf that Hans had transformed.

"Your Excellency, is it a werewolf?"

"Or is the Commander cursed by that demon?"

There was irrepressible surprise on their faces, but no one said anything at this time.

Everyone is struggling to resist these dead who seem to have returned from hell, and the things that were important in the past seem to become insignificant at this time.

Bang –

Stone chips flying.

Hans slashed from top to bottom with the golden sword in his hand, but only slashed at the stone pillar at the priest's feet.

The priest drifted away again.

However, as soon as it landed on a new stone pillar, Hans rushed at it again, and the terrifying force shattered the stone pillar at the waist.

The priest landed safely.

It used to be a big stage, wide and flat.

He dusted off his body with mockery: "Don't damage the body of my 'apostle', you inferior monsters in the world are really barbaric." ”

Hans's eyes were full of violence, but he did not lose his reason because of it.

He continued to attack the priest in a frenzy.

Unlike the werewolves of this world, there is a time limit for his transformation, but he will not lose his mind because of it - but this is definitely not clear to the other party.

Hans understood that the demon seemed arrogant, but in fact it was full of caution in its behavior.

If they were really regarded as a group of ordinary people, as early as when they dared to step forward and attack in close quarters, Hans was completely sure, and suddenly burst out, stabbing the golden sword in his hand into the opponent's chest.

Gotta wait!

Wait for the moment when it shows its flaws!

Hans pounced again and again.

Although it was in vain every time, the priest gradually became irritable.

"Are all monsters of this breed such rough and thick skin?"

It opened its hand, and two black seeds landed on the blood-soaked ground, and in the blink of an eye, they grew into two hellhounds covered in black scales.

Two Cerberus try to entangle Hans.

And for itself, it began to brew a devastating magic, ready to solve the entangled Hans once and for all.

But after many upgrades, Hans's attributes in all aspects have long been far beyond the past.

While the priest was still preparing the spell, Hans easily tore apart the two Cerberus and continued to pounce on the priest.

"Get out of here!"

Bang –

There was a loud bang.

Hans, as if he had been held by a giant, threw him so hard that he rolled to the ground, only to roll over and pounce on the priest again.

"Bad luck!"

The priest's face was full of astonishment, for for a werewolf, Hans was too strong.

Werewolves in this world often exist as a kind of low-level monsters hidden among humans, and compared to vampires, the upper limit of strength is much lower, and their abilities are often limited to melee combat.

Although this werewolf can only fight in close combat, its defense, speed, and physical strength are far beyond the werewolf in the priest's cognition.

"Die."

The priest opened his hand, and a dark green flame burst up, as if countless wraiths were wailing in the flames, and a piercing scream was heard.

The moment the flames appeared, Hans's beast instincts were alarmed.

He quickly lowered himself and exerted his feet to dodge.

But the priest was already furious, and determined to use his ability to press the bottom of the box, and how could he give Hans a chance to dodge.

It's just this time.

A bolt of crossbow shot at the same time.

The priest was brewing a spell and couldn't move at all, and the moment the crossbow bolt approached the priest, layers of ripples appeared out of thin air—this was the barrier that the priest had planted when he cast the spell.

But the most restrained thing about the magic gold is this kind of enchantment.

The metal arrows at the tip of the crossbow bolts shimmered with a dark golden glow, and the moment they touched the barrier, you could see the ripples spreading outward.

Bang!

Barrier shattered.

The bolt was nailed to the priest's arm, and the magic that had been running smoothly was like a pool of water blocking the drain in an instant, and its body began to swell as if it were inflated.

Hans didn't have time to look back at the knight who had only time to shoot the arrow before he was struck down by the dead who came after him.

His feet slammed into the ground, leaving two deep depressions in place.

The whole body soared into the air like a rocket.

His claws, popping out two rows of sharp claws.

The next moment.

The priest's body was cut open in the middle between his claws.

However.

This is not the end at all.

The terrifying evil magic, as if completely liberated at this moment, erupted from its body and fell on Hans's body, burning a large cloud of white smoke.

These magic powers condensed on the stage like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

Double horns, sheep's face, goat's whiskers, sheep's hooves, black scale armor.

The giant demon that had been hiding in the priest's body once again condensed in the field.

Hans struggled to get up from the ground, and the place that had been burned by the demonic power was rapidly healing, but the evil magic was like a living worm, desperately burrowing into his body.

If he was a werewolf in this world, he might be drilled into by the "little worm" in just a moment and become a puppet of the demon in front of him.

"Damn it!"

The demon's face showed a human rage.

The only thing the demon could choose to be a devout person like the priest, who had not only presided over many sacrifices, but whose body had been corrupted and transformed by its magic.

This is also the meaning of the word "apostle".

But now, the body is destroyed.

This means that even if he kills everyone present, it will soon have to return to the abyss in disgrace - the countless years of hard work to guide the believers, the countless attempts to use magic power to try to descend into the world, all come to naught after this body is destroyed.

"I want you to perish forever in the fire of the abyss!"

The demon was furious, and the sheep's hooves trampled on the ground.

The ground that was originally soaked in blood suddenly burst out of a layer of green flames, as a demon that really came from the abyss, its strength was beyond doubt.

It seemed that feeling the anger of their masters, those who came back from the dead, quickly increased their offensive, and the soldiers, who could only support it with difficulty, suddenly felt the pressure surge.

Hans stared at the demon with a solemn expression.

Bang –

The opponent's huge fist, covered in scales, slammed into Hans.

The green flames burning on the ground converged into a wave of flames that swept towards Hans.

The space around the demon is becoming distorted, which means that the world's rejection of it has unfolded, and the time it can stay here is very limited.

Boom –

The demon's fist smashed a deep pit into the ground.

Tiny cracks spread like cobwebs.

But Hans dodged this punch, but he couldn't dodge the overwhelming green flames at all, and after the demon unfolded his true body, the amount of magic power in its body was simply endless.

If it weren't for the huge suppression and rejection of it in this world, this demon, except for the most powerful wizard in this world, the Blood Prince, would have almost stood at the top of the world.

"Die, die, die!"

The demon howled and poured out his magic.

As far as it is concerned, all plans have been lost, and it does not need to be as cautious as before, but just vents its anger to its heart's content.

Because with the terrible power of its body, there is no need to be cautious at all.

Hans fled from the flames in disarray.

But in the next moment, he was hit by a dark green magic.

It's a curse!

Hans felt like a rusty machine, and every joint became extremely difficult, and he couldn't dodge the demon's follow-up attacks, so he was whipped out by a tail.

He struggled to get up from the ground, and the green flames, still like appendages, continued to eat away at his life.

If it weren't for the tenacity of Hans's vitality as a heavily armed warrior, second only to the heavy guard template like Prajna, he would have at least completely lost his combat effectiveness by now.

"Suffer death."

The demon's eyes were red, and he raised his hand, condensing a giant two-handed sword made of green flames between his hands.

"Hey, big guy!"

At this moment, a brisk female voice suddenly sounded in its ears.

I saw a bat and suddenly turned into a girl in a long black dress.

In her hand, she clenched a blood-colored spear.

"What's it?"

A hint of doubt flashed in the demon's eyes, a woman who looked like a vampire and had a hint of completely different powers.

But in an instant, those doubts were replaced by anger.

"Whatever it is, give me death!"

The flaming greatsword slashed forward with a devastating momentum.

Frigila smiled and snapped her fingers, and the moment the blood spear flew out, her body had turned into a bat, and the green flames only burned the bat to the end.

Her body was not far away, recondensed again.

"Whew, that's terrible destructiveness, Jeanne, I've done the task of attracting its attention, now, it's time for you to do it, poke it in the ass with your big gun!"

I saw a blonde female knight in silver-white armor, holding a spear that emitted a rich golden light, standing at the entrance of the theater.

Her arms were raised back.

Endless light condensed into her hand, and at this moment, the whole world seemed to be darkened for a while.

"Die, filthy brute!"

Golden light pierced the air.

It's as if even the space has been shortened.

The moment the demon saw this scene, the golden spear had pierced through its eye socket, and in this strange weapon, the incomparably terrifying divine power instantly turned into a raging unquenchable holy flame, filling its body.

"What the hell is this?"

"No, it can't be, I am the prince of the abyss, the supreme demon lord of the future, how can I die here."

The demon roared in terror.

At this moment, it only complained that the repulsive power of this world was too weak, and it had not even banished it back to the abyss.

In its body, the original surging magic power was like gasoline being ignited by the Holy Flame, and it turned its head to burn itself.

Bang –

In the demon's body, all the orifices gushed out holy flames.

The terrible screams made Lothar, who had not made a move, only to feel that her eardrums were cracked, and a trace of blood overflowed.

Jeanne fell to her knees on one knee and chanted, "Holy! ”

The flames were even more blazing, and the entire demon was completely ignited into a large torch.