The boy's hand slowly stroked down from the corner and finally pressed it to the monster's neck. But before it could react, the boy smiled slightly, and the next moment, the nail of his index finger instantly grew by tens of centimeters, and then it pierced the monster's skin like a sharp blade and pierced its veins. But he didn't do it with the intention of sucking its blood. On the contrary, the teenager has to inject his own blood into it.

"Extreme Domination"

Essence-like red blood flowed down the fingertips into the monster's body, but there was no reaction at first. But when the blood actually entered the blood vessels, his body began to tremble violently, moving wildly like spasms, and then his blood vessels dilate, as if they were about to burst at any moment. Maintaining the posture of instilling blood, he whispered:

"Rebirth is not an easy task, and it is only by actually experiencing death and regaining one's life from hell. You're still some way from death, so struggle and roll in the mire and enjoy the suffocating pain. ”

The boy withdrew his fingers and stood up, his blade-like nails returning to their normal shape. There was still a drop of blood on his ruddy fingertips, and the boy slowly pressed his fingers to his lips, sucking gently. Immediately putting the white gloves back on, he tugged at the lower end of the gloves and said to himself:

"It's almost time, and although it's a little different from the original plan, it's barely possible to continue."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that something seemed to be shining in the sunlight on the grass beside him. The beautiful boy walked over slowly, and after confirming the goal, he smiled maliciously:

"Ahaa, I'm really in a hurry."

The sky above a forest in the territory of Genxia

A helicopter was moving at a low altitude and at a constant speed, the blades of the propellers spinning at high speed, stirring the air flow from above. The noisy and piercing noise of the helicopter resounded in the sky, and wherever it passed, the wind carried by it blew through the dense forest, and the aftermath startled the animals in the forest to run one after another, and a few panicked warblers flew in the opposite direction, brushing against the helicopter.

In addition to the pilot, there are only two people sitting in the back seat, a man and a woman, both of whom wear headphones to protect their ears from constant high-decibel noise, and also to facilitate communication between several people on the helicopter.

"It's boring, I can't see the scenery or sleep, it's a disaster."

Yoo's voice abruptly appeared in Eliz's headphones, and of course, this was not the first time he had complained. It seems that from the time he got on the helicopter to the present, he has been complaining every once in a while.

"It's coming soon, hold on a little longer."

As concocted, the words that Eliz used to answer him were naturally always used to perfunctory his fixed words. However, this time, Yang Ao did not respond again, perhaps because he knew that shouting here would not lead to anything. Seeing that Yang Ao was lying on the edge of the seat with his face turned sideways, Eliz took out a drawing from the bag next to him. The diagram is painted with crooked red lines, starting from one dot and reaching another. This seems to be a map, but would you still use this rudimentary map?

This brings us to the reason why they are here, even though they were not long ago involved in demon hunting operations in the Kingdom of Semulai. But soon, for some reason, they had to leave and come to the Yuanxia Republic to deal with the tasks that they didn't finish last time.

As for the difficulty of the task, Eliz had no idea, she held the somewhat yellowed map in her hand, her arms swaying rhythmically as the helicopter moved. Just staring at this inexplicable map, gradually distracted. She recalled the tragic memories of her time in Xiaozun.

How long has passed? In front of him, there is a scorching flame that can burn everything, bringing the ultimate flame of hell. It's not just those that burn that should be burned. Houses, cars, and even people are struggling in flames. They were first haunted by fiery serpents, then danced uncontrollably, rolled around, and finally slowly turned to char in a scream. No one could intervene in it, because without exception, they were all burned by the flames. Some people were directly crushed to death by the collapsed houses, so it was okay, at least they didn't have to bear the pain of being burned. Some people tried to jump into the water, but they still couldn't resist the attack of the "flames" like fierce beasts. Some people had already fled before the flames spread to him, and the result? One could only scream and watch this area be reduced to nothing in the flames. Endless despair, creeping up in people's hearts. They wept, weeping over the loss of their families and homes. They roared, roaring for the author of it all. They condemned, condemned the irresponsible demon hunters, believing that all of this was their worst. And there are very few remaining demon hunters here. They all stayed in safety, silently watching as the culprits of it all wreaked havoc and slaughtered.

But there is no other way, in front of such a monster whose strength is comparable to that of the Demon King, even if they are all still alive, they may not have the strength to fight with it. Huge monsters towered above the town, thirty meters in size, about seven or eight stories high. Its entire body was covered in flames, which bounced around it like a pulsing electric current. This red armor makes people not see the slightest flaw in it.

Even the head, the weakness of ordinary monsters, was wrapped in flames, and only the eyes full of demonic power shone with a bright white light. Every time it breathes, it breathes out a scorching breath. With each movement, it will level and burn everything beneath its feet.

There are twelve demon kings in the world of monsters, and they each learn to manage the corresponding different powers in the world of monsters and maintain the order of the world. They are the absolute masters and the strongest of the twelve monsters. But they cannot appear at will, and they can only be summoned by means of sacrifice. Moreover, the requirements for sacrifice are extremely difficult, in addition to the body of a strong and high-level monster, countless demon hunters with still souls are needed. Everyone has a soul, and a soul that enters will be thrown out of the world when he dies. And in order for the soul to remain in the body, some special way is necessary.

Summoning the Demon King is not a direct summoning of the Demon King, but is similar to a force descending on the monster that is being sacrificed, giving it the power to transform into a Demon King, and it itself will be greatly enhanced.

The monster that is wreaking havoc in the town this time has been recognized by all the demon hunters as one of the twelve demon kings. After all, with such a powerful force, it can't be any other monster except for the Demon King. But as a consultant, Eliz doesn't think so. She felt that the creature in front of her was definitely not a demon king. But at this point, it doesn't matter if it's right or not. The real key is how to defeat him.

Eliz stared blankly at the sea of fire, helpless and remorseful. She thought it was all her fault, that she had led them to the town, but one by one they died, leaving only Ain, who had passed out. It's as if he was paving the way for the arrival of the demon king.,Become a sinner.。 She also felt sorry for the people in this town, who was a peaceful and harmonious town not long ago, but they all disappeared without a trace because of her. She brought the disaster, and she was the one who started it.

"It's a desperate disaster."

A refreshing and familiar voice appeared in her ears, as if her salvation had arrived. She didn't look back, unwilling to let the megalomaniac see her like this. She didn't speak, just turned her back to him, staring at the endless sea of fire in front of her.

Yoo glanced at Ain, who had passed out from blood loss on the ground, his abdomen still wrapped in a blood-soaked bandage. Then he looked at the sea of fire in front of him, and the majestic demon king, the Hand of Resentment. However, it was such a hellish scene on earth, and Yoo was still unmoved and still kept his smile, as if he thought that the scenery in front of him was wonderful.

But this self-centered arrogant fellow, when he saw the tears on the side of Eliz's face, suddenly asked:

"Are you crying?"

Eliz didn't speak, just tilted her head slightly, not wanting Yoo to see her tears, perhaps thinking that this guy would humiliate her severely. Tears ran down her cheeks and into the corners of her mouth, and she pursed her lips, recording the catastrophe in front of her in her heart, leaving an imprint.

Yang Ao didn't say much, just put away his smile and silently picked up the three demon knives on the ground. They were now in scabbards, and the previous crate had been burned to the point where only a little remains remained. He leisurely hung the knife on his sides, and there were two crossed on the left, one was the Liangyi Demon Blade specially used to slay demons, and the other was the Legendary Blade Onitoru [Shou Stagn]. On the right is the handful called Three Days

Moon Sect near. And, of course, the Enma Knife [Hell], which has been hiding in the air and following him.

"Demon King or not, you'll know if you try it.... Let me see if you can please me. ”

Yoo looked indifferently at the demon who was a behemoth to him, and whispered. The Demon Sword is a weapon used exclusively to fight monsters, and those who use it are called samurai. It is rumored that it was forged by Chiko Muramasa to fight against the Demon King. The demon knife is housed with a sword spirit, which is like a non-physical monster, and finally forms a new collection. They are not monsters, and being detached from monsters is already a new concept.

There are countless demon knives, and every time a demon king appears, a demon knife will be endowed with the ability to fight against it. Therefore, whether he can be killed by other demon swords has become the best criterion for judging the demon king. Of course, the premise is that the strength is excellent.

"What are you going to do? ! "

Illiz suddenly had a sense of foreboding, and she turned her head abruptly and asked. And her tears also fell from her eyes a little due to inertia. She looked at him, motionless. He focused his eyes on her, his smart eyes were filled with tears at this time, and his reddened eyes gradually couldn't hold back the tears of grievance. She seemed to notice a problem, and immediately turned her head away.

Yoo hesitated for a moment, not so much to fight, but to consider whether to go over and wipe away her tears. But he was soon relieved, if he pulled his waist himself, it would be too inconsistent with his identity.

So he didn't answer, but walked forward and walked past Eliz, which brought her vision back to him. After walking past her, he stopped and left his back to her. Then he replied very easily:

"It's just going to help you kill a demon king."

With that, he calmly walked into the sea of fire. Eliz didn't know if he would be able to come back, but she didn't have the consciousness to stop him, perhaps because deep down in her heart, the person in front of her was much more powerful than this behemoth demon king.