Posen 10 district center.

On this night of lightning and thunder and torrential rain, the northernmost part of the entire Posen Demon Realm seemed to have become a gladiatorial arena for the wrath of the gods.

Welcoming Perlman, Etio took a deep breath and condensed the magic of his body.

In an instant, a cold air flow surged on the ground, and on this summer night, it was like winter descending, and even the torrential rain began to turn into hail.

Where the magic swept through, a thick layer of frost instantly condensed on the ground, and icicles rose from the ground, connecting with electric light, trying to lock Pollman in it.

Pollman did not dodge or dodge, and with a wave of one hand, an invisible mental barrier met the icicle.

The two energies collided suddenly in the air, erupting with a deafening loud bang.

Ice crystals splashed, telekinesis scattered, and Pollman stood still.

"Yes, a lot of improvement."

A smile tugged at the corner of Pollman's mouth, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"But if you want to fight me, you might as well call your teacher."

The next second he was behind Adeio, a staff slamming into the back of her heart.

Etio reacted quickly and was able to avoid the fatal blow.

But the next wave of the offensive arrived, and Pollman's telekinesis struck from all directions like a storm, causing the ground to crack and sink deeply.

Etio remained vigilant and resisted with all his might.

She knew she wouldn't be fine with the blow she had just received.

An enemy of Perlman's level really needs her teacher, Duke Miya, to be able to fight.

But now that the teacher is missing, she is the only one who will protect the reputation of Posen Demon Realm and Evadia.

Etio's magic, crystal clear ice flowers condensed around his body, forming an indestructible ice crystal shield, blocking Pollman's telekinesis, and at the same time, shadows shrouded in shadows, slowing Pollman's movements from his feet.

The shield didn't last long.

I saw that the ice flower gradually cracked, and it was crumbling under the impact of telekinesis.

Etio was clearly holding on.

Pollman's complexion remained unchanged, and his mental power instantly increased several times.

The ice shield shattered, and Etio staggered and nearly fell to his knees, but still held on to his stance.

"I didn't expect that the last lesson would have to be taught to you by Mi Ya."

Pollman shot again.

This time, the telekinesis turned into an invisible blade that took Etio by the throat.

"Perlman, I used to respect you, but now you don't deserve to be called by your name!"

Etio had no choice but to face off against Pollman.

The magic power of her whole body gathered in front of her, and in an instant, an ice-blue light was like an exploding firework, and countless sharp thunder blades condensed around her, attacking Perlman like a storm.

The telekinesis gathered around him into an invisible shield wall, blocking the blow once more.

Taking advantage of this gap, with a loud thud, a black meteor-like figure fell and smashed between them, smashing the ground out of a deep pit of cobweb cracks.

Nigels had already drawn his knife and turned into a black shadow and slashed at Pollman!

"Great help!"

Etio took the opportunity to retreat, adjust his position, and regain his mana.

Nigel's attributes are not very important, because he is taking the basic mastery, strengthening the basic attack, generally this kind of warrior will bring functional cards, may choose according to their own conditions [regeneration] or [strengthening] attribute magic cards, at a specific moment may change the elemental attributes.

In the confrontation of the French system, he is the best front row.

"Nigel, aren't you going back to the South Shore to help Tiffany?"

In surprise, Perlman raised his hand to support Nigel's blade, as if he had naturally jumped back half a point with this force.

It stands to reason that Nigel should have rushed to Duke Tiffany's side as quickly as possible, so as to delay Beelzebub on the south bank to get the three key keys and control the city defense barrier.

Although even if Nigel returned to the south bank, he would not be able to fight against the eighth-order demon Beelzebub in the overloaded state of the city's defense barrier, but helping Etio here will only make Etio's rout slower.

“……”

Nigel didn't reply, just tightened his grip on the handle of the knife a little more.

Facing Etio and Nigel, who were trying their best, Pollman stood in the dust, and once again carried his staff behind his back.

He was standing in front of an open-air screen in a shattered square, with the purgatory-like southern shore of Parrieu still visible behind him.

The battle in the Demon Realm on the north shore has reached a thrilling level, and the situation on the south bank is not much better.

Giant screens scattered throughout the buildings are still dutifully operating, showing in real time the collapse of buildings on the South Bank like a house of cards, and the sounds of fleeing crowds and cries everywhere.

And Perlman had no mercy.

Like just thinking that those human beings deserve it.

"Behold, this is the end of the old times, karma, reincarnation."

Pollman's tone was cold,

"And I, Perlman, will lead the flower capital of Parrieux, the kingdom of Posen to a new era."

His voice was like a spell, echoing over the Posen Demon Realm.

Many demons who had taken refuge from afar showed reverence on their faces, and began to gradually be impressed by Pollman's strength.

The aftermath of the scuffle continues.

From time to time, the giant screen of the Posen Demon Realm would be distorted and shaken by the shock wave, and noise would begin to appear.

Finally, the giant screen behind Pollman was reduced to dust in the thunder, and then another giant screen disintegrated in the cutting, and in just a few seconds, the image and sound were cut off in several places, and the tragic situation on the south bank disappeared, leaving only a dead silence of electric snowflakes.

……

Parrieux North Shore 4.

Count's Court of Baptiste.

The decades-old mansion had been lit on a rainy night, and the sound of broken doors, screams and broken utensils continued.

Not long ago, all the demon servants in the mansion began to riot.

The family, who was about to be in danger, suddenly heard only a few loud noises, and all of these maids were stunned by a crimson figure and subdued to the ground.

"Well done! Inuoan! ”

Christina jumped up and cheered in her pajamas.

If it weren't for the fact that their family still had the strongest human maid like Enoan, and Enoan sensed the danger at the first time, I'm afraid that even if there was an ancestral enchantment in the mansion now, it would be in crisis because of the sixth-order mad demon maid.

Soon, Inuoan locked the maids with forbidden steel and sealed them in the basement where the enchantment was arranged.

She wiped her sweat and walked out of the basement.

"I'll just say you're better than Rocky! He can't punch like you! ”

As soon as he walked out, he was pounced on by Christina and hugged by the bear.

"Miss, now is not the time to be happy."

Enoan was restrained by Christina's soft arms, and her expression became a little uncomfortable, but as if she couldn't push Christina away, she could only open her eyes sideways and let Christina say to Christina.

She's also fighting according to what Rocky taught her—

She was probably a demon warrior who excelled in spiritual magic.

Moreover, the zeroth-order and first-order mad demon civilians close to Count Baptiste's house, she could actually use a spiritual magic to manipulate them to leave.

Just by using it, she vaguely felt that this magic was her original, called [Great Puppet Theater], but she couldn't think of how she had created such a magic in her state of mind, and what it was used for before.

Although he found that he was so strong and able to protect Christina, Ino was faintly happy in his peace of mind, but he couldn't relax at the moment.

Finally.

"I'll go and stand guard at the door."

Enoan pushed Christina away and walked away steadily.

"Sister Christina!"

The three little members of the Earl's family all gathered around their sister, crying and trembling.

"It's okay, everything will be fine when dawn comes."

Christina crouched down and hugged them, reassuring them not to disturb their father and brother, who were trying to communicate with the outside world.

All the people of the Earl's family had gathered in the living room, but they still looked a little frightened at the moment.

They didn't know why, but suddenly there was a catastrophe in Huadu, and all the contract demons began to go berserk.

Now outside, the bad news that the mad cursed demons are ravaging the north and south shores of the flower capital of Parieu, and the bell of the church rings over Parieu, announcing the arrival of an emergency city defense.

Reception hall.

"Where's Rocky?"

Count Baptiste sat on the couch and looked anxiously at Kyle.

"I can't get in touch either."

Kyle shook his head as he held the communication wizard, a solemn expression.

At this time, the person who can make them think of the most secure person is their housekeeper.

It's not that he's strong, it's that he's reassuring by his side.

Fortunately, even if the housekeeper is not there, there is still Enoan.

The maid who was suddenly brought back by Butler Rocky and Christina that day, and at first no one in their family had discovered how strong she was.

It wasn't until today that they found out that this maid really seemed to have a seventh order.

She had no combat skills, and just by relying purely on her physical fitness and unfamiliar spiritual magic, she completely subdued several mad maids, including even sixth-order mad maids.

Ordinary sixth-order people can't fight against this kind of mad demon race of the same level at all.

"Either way, let's hope Rocky stays safe wherever he is."

Count Baptiste looked out the window and prayed.

Outside the Count's Palace of Baptiste at the moment, the situation is even worse.

The north shore was only swept away by the disaster, while the south shore was nearly gone.

The tide of darkness was still surging, the aberrant demons were surging like a tide, the torrential rain washed the blood all over the ground, and the thunder and lightning illuminated the twisted and hideous faces.

Dressed in silver-white armor, members of the Knights Templar rushed to escort the wounded in the torrential rain, armed with silver swords and cross shields.

White-robed priests gathered in front of the church, chanting carols and dispelling the rotten miasma with divine magic, building an enchantment to fight the advancing mad demons and heal the injured citizens.

Executioners in black uniforms have emerged from the dark alleys of the city, sharp swords flashing in the rain, shuttling like ghosts, slaying the mad demons with exquisite skills, the Parrieux Police Headquarters has also set up emergency checkpoints in various districts, doing their best to evacuate innocent citizens, uniformed police officers armed with riot shields and long batons, trying to stop the mad deviants who have slipped through the hands of the executioners.

Panicked crowds were guided to churches, police stations, and other relatively safe shelters.

Cries, cries for help, and prayers poured into the night sky.

On rainy days, the sound propagation is exceptionally clear.

Even the sound of a few kilometers away can echo in the ears.

At the moment, the citizens on the south bank did not receive much official intelligence notice, and it seemed that most of the news channels were almost paralyzed.

Only the North Shore Zones 7 to 10 are still functioning.

In the picture they could see through the magic projection, it seemed that an eighth-order decisive battle was taking place in Area 10 of the Posen Demon Realm on the north shore.

And in the Posen Demon Realm, even if the earth is constantly shaking, there are still some desperate demon reporters who insist on filming on the front line.

They used the latest equipment to capture this great war in a vague way through layers of obstacles.

The camera is constantly shaking, buzzing from time to time, accompanied by blurry glitches, and even turning into pitch black and rolling a few times.

If you get too close to the center of the battlefield, you may be swept up in two humanoid disasters at any time.

At extreme distances, only a few blurry images were occasionally captured.

"The battle situation in the North Shore Demon Realm is escalating!"

A gray-faced demon reporter's voice trembled slightly, and the more he read it, the faster he thought,

"The Parrieux broadcaster, until the last moment of life, will also bring you the latest reports......"

Before the female reporter could finish her words, a loud bang suddenly came from behind her.

Immediately afterwards, the camera equipment shook violently, and the whole picture was interrupted, and the sound of glass breaking could be faintly heard.

After a few seconds, the picture stabilized again.

But surprisingly, the demon reporter is still alive.

"I'm sorry for the interruption, it seems that the scope of the battle has spread to my location, and I need to continue to close the distance!"

She ran up in the picture,

"But no matter what happens, we'll stick to the last minute to bring you the most timely and truthful coverage......"

In this way, between life and death, there are fewer and fewer channels that are still broadcasting the live situation of the battlefield.

There is always a recorded view of the battle on the North Shore, and there are also fragmentary footage that is constantly being broadcast on the rear channel.

Far away on the southern shore, countless pairs of eyes are witnessing all this through projection equipment.

The people stared with bated breath, moved by the bravery of Sector 9 Demon Lord Etio and Executioner Nigel, and indignant at the turmoil caused by Sector 10 Lord Pollman, but more than that, fear.

Because it was probably too late to wait for the assassin general who was led by Quedan in South Asia to come back.

Now the only thing to hope is that they will work a miracle to defeat Pollman.

South of Parrieux.

Washed over the torrential rain on the south shore.

A gray-cloaked figure stepped on the blood-stained ground and vanished.

He first went to the Tiffany Mansion, where the executioner was away.

However, after breaking the barrier that shielded him, he didn't waste a second on breaking the eighth-order protective barrier in the depths, and headed for the next duke's location.

"Perlman, Tiffany's key is not in the enchantment of the mansion, this woman looks like she is dead, and my search magic can't find the key."

He used encrypted communication magic to contact Perlman, who was in the northernmost part of the Demon Realm 10 in the flower capital of Parrieux, and said.

Beelzebub finished the correspondence.

He believed that he didn't need to explain much before Pollman understood what he meant.

This kind of key, if Tiffany didn't put it in the eighth-order enchantment, he would definitely entrust it to a strong person he trusted.

And the only one who can make her trust unconditionally is the executioner she entrusted with her life.

……

On the other side at the same time.

Posen Demon Realm Area 10.

The night sky was overcast, and dark clouds were rolling, tearing apart from time to time by piercing ice-blue lightning in the sky.

Pollman tapped his ear, as if he had received some communication.

Etio's unique magic could no longer tell whether it was the natural thunder of this rainy night or her magic, and when it hit the target, it instantly froze everything around it, filling it with a layer of electric cocoon, and then exploding into tens of millions of broken ice.

Against it is Perlman's invisible telekinesis.

From time to time, it forms a vacuum band the size of a fist in a torrential rain, roaring out at a speed faster than the eye can see, and everywhere it goes, the steel melts and the rock evaporates, all twisted into whirlpools.

"Boom!"

Another telekinesis struck the Posen Demon World Memorial Building, and in an instant, the landmark building of Huadu melted and deformed like a candle, and finally collapsed.

A deafening roar resounded throughout the sky above the Posen Demon Realm, and the earth shook.

Etio knew it, and if she didn't do her best to use her strongest spells, she might not even be able to make Pollman serious.

Determined, Etio took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

In an instant, the temperature of the Posen Demon Realm dropped suddenly.

First the wind howled, mixed with hail, and then the torrential rain began to turn into falling snowflakes in the dark night sky.

Soon, large swaths of snowflakes converged into a blizzard, and the entire Posen Demon Realm Area 10 was swept into this unprecedented cold snap.

Etio himself is the main thunder and vice ice, because it is a dual element, it is easy to restrain the elemental enemy, but it is not easy to fight the pure control type like Pollmanqing.

So far, you can only infuse damage, and it will consume mana.

Aeio's eyes snapped open.

Her pupils had completely turned ice blue, like two cold stars.

Thousands of ice crystals condensed behind Etio and shot down at Pollman like a rain of steel needles.

Each of these ice crystals is like a bomb.

However, in the face of this terrifying ice rain, Pollman did not panic at all.

Etio slowly raised his hands, and the next moment, all the raindrops and snowflakes stopped moving in midair.

As if by freeze-frame magic, the howling wind came to an abrupt halt, and countless ice-blue beams of light pierced the sky and sank into Perlman's body with unmistakable accuracy.

Perlman smiled lightly, and the telekinesis around him instantly expanded, turning into an invisible ball of energy that enveloped him.

The moment the ice crystal rain hit the energy shield, it was like hitting an invisible wall, shattering one after another, turning into a flood of electric light, and dissolving.

"Etio, although you are indeed an eighth order, you are still too weak."

Perlman's voice came through the energy shield like a god whispering.

Before he could finish speaking, Perlman raised his cane.

The energy shield around him shrank suddenly, and then flowed towards Etio at an unobservable speed.

Aetio immediately began to weave the ice shield together, but the condensation speed was nowhere near as fast as Pollman's defensive counterattack.

At the last moment, a dark figure flashed in front of Etio.

Nigel's knives staggered, and a dark red shadow rose from the blades.

actually used his own body to resist this fatal blow.

His resistance to telekinesis is high, and he can almost complete the control offset with sword skills.

Unfortunately, even Nigel could not fully counteract this terrible force.

Listening only to the loud sound of metal clashes, he himself was also swept away by the aftermath of telekinesis, and smashed into a wall a hundred meters away, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

In the blink of an eye.

Perlman saw the right moment and turned into a navy blue scar, which instantly appeared in front of Nigel.

He stretched out his right hand, his fingers hooked, and grabbed Nigel by the neck in the rubble, lifting him in the air.

"Nigel, I am very pleased to see your strong will."

Pollman smiled a little sadly, and the strength in his hand gradually increased,

"Unfortunately, firmness is sometimes a fool's errand."

"Nigel!"

Etio tried to rush to the rescue, but found that his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and his steps were getting slower and slower.

It was the combination of Perlman's mental power and mental power, and this demon who had lived for hundreds of years was able to manipulate two forces with completely different attributes at the same time and perfectly intertwine them.

Pollman looked at Etio with a smile in his eyes, as if asking her to wait until he took care of the Quelston family's affairs.

He slowly tightened his fingers, staring at Nigel's face as it began to distort as he suffocated.

Although his own strength is not as strong as that of the Demon Warrior, the telekinetic magic is also known as force magic and can be used as a great force.

"Nigel, get the key out of Tiffany's key."

Pollman looked at Nigel and sighed.

He didn't expect Duke Tiffany to be so sincere to Nigel.

But Perlman can guess the reason, Nigel may not remember, this generation of Tiffany Gong was a little girl, the teenager-like Nigel saved her once, maybe since then, Tiffany Gong remembered this demon.

"Do you think I'm going to put it on my body to fight you?"

Nigel let out a soft, weak laugh and a look of death in his eyes.

"Oh?"

Pollman frowned slightly.

……

In Poson 10, in a vehicle parked behind a distant building, Lanch listened to the sounds of the center of the battlefield with his hands on the steering wheel, through the half-open window.

Lanki, who eavesdropped on Talia's auditory enhancement magic, probably understood what the key key was given to him by Nigel before he came to the Demon Realm.

Then he took out a crystal key pendant and looked at it in the palm of his hand.

It turns out that the last key of Tiffany is now in his hand.

And Nigel handed him the key, meaning that if the worst happens, ask him to run with the key, regardless of his life and death, and must not let the key fall into the hands of the enemy.

"Tata, what do you think."

Ranch asked Taria.

According to the thoughts of Talia that he had read at this moment, the safest strategy at the moment should be to leave the flower capital of Parieu with the key, whether it was to go all the way south to find the eighth-order assassin general of the Posen Kingdom, or to return to the Hutton Kingdom for help.

However, if the Cress Empire starts a war during this period, it may lose it all.

And as long as the turmoil cannot be quelled tonight, the casualties in Huadu cannot be predicted.

"I don't know ......"

Talia was agitated and visibly struggling.

If it had been in the past, she would have chosen to retreat.

But she could not now allow her enemies to ruin her sister's reputation, nor could she watch a rare friend like Countess Rosalinda put in danger.

Her thinking patterns are becoming more and more human-like, and her weaknesses are increasing.

"Lanch, is there a way to help me?"

Talia can only enlist Ranchi's help.

When she feels like there's no way around, this guy is always synonymous with miracles.

As if she had made a wish, she hoped that Ranchi could help her protect her sister's reputation and protect her friends in Huadu.

"If you were asked to fight Pollman, would you be able to win?"

Ranch passed on her thoughts.

"I can win, but I can't finish him in three minutes."

Talia replied with confidence.

In her normal state, the big demon clan will have a special attack on the ordinary demon clan.

Now that she is in the state of the demon king, her special attack on the demon clan is higher.

So even if she is a little weaker than Perlman herself, considering the Demon King's special attack after Lanchi and her merge to the Nine Seals, she will definitely be able to defeat Perlman.

But now the problem is that there is not enough energy.

Her style of play is one of control and counter-attack, and she's better at draining her enemies than Sinnola's frontal attacking type, which can quickly separate the winner from the loser.

"And this is still under the premise that he has no other means, watching Etio fight with all his might, and he can't even make Pollman seriously use his real skills."

Talia added.

That's what unscrews her the most.

Pollman, who has been developing smoothly in the Posen Kingdom for a hundred years, even Talia can't guess what kind of hole cards the head of such an independent branch of the demon clan will have.

"Tata, if I trick his ultimate move first, do you dare to fight him?"

Ranch asked earnestly.

"Do you have any way to trick him into a big move? How much mana does it cost? ”

Talia pondered.

"It doesn't cost mana."

Ranch replied.

“？”

Talia doesn't understand what kind of way Ranch can cheat the big move empty-handed.

"It's still hard to beat him in three minutes, but you can try, do you have any other hole cards?"

She replied.

Ranchi nodded, and took the initiative to summon Talia.

Talia sat on the sidelines, looking at him in amazement.

She didn't understand why Lanch had summoned her out before the battle to waste her mana.

"You unbind all your magic cards first and replace them with the ones I gave you."

Ranch handed Talia a stack of magic cards and instructed her.

“……”

Talia took the card handed by Lanqi, and didn't understand why Lanqi suddenly asked her to change the card, and where did these high-level purple pink cards in Lanqi's hand come from, presumably from the Northern Continent.

There are even quite a few Tier 8 cards among them.

But when she asked her to change the magic cards she wasn't familiar with, she thought it was a stupid move.

"Then you're going to be one with me, and that's the only way we can win, understand?"

Ranch looked into Taria's eyes and said to her.

They can make 10,000 mistakes in the card room, but only this time they can't fail.

Even if he felt in his heart that betting everything on Talia was the riskiest act, this time he would not hesitate to choose Taria.

Because this is the only solution to achieve a perfect ending, and today we have to beat Pollman.

"Hmm."

Talia was slightly sluggish.

She didn't know what was going on with this trust in Ranchi, and it even made her a little less confident.

But in the face of Lanchi's fiery emerald green eyes, her eyes gradually focused.

Only that sincere heart, half of which was transmitted to her heart without reservation.

She felt like her soul was not a bad thing to be connected to this man.

She nodded earnestly.

"We're going to win."

She assured.

……

Sector 10 Battlefield Center.

As Etio broke free and rushed to save Nigel with all his might.

Captured, Nigel used his last strength to pull out a knife from his side and stab it at Perlman.

His movements were swift and powerful, and the air through which the blade slashed was blazing hot.

The whole rain curtain is unfurled in an oblique facet!

Until Perlman's magically enhanced staff was knocked away.

"Nigel, it's a pity."

Pollman's fingertips gripped Nigel's blade.

In the face of such an offensive, Perlman did not panic at all, and did not even blink his eyes.

As he waved his hand, Nigel's last weapon hit the ground.

"It seems that after losing my daughter, I will lose another son."

Perlman's tone was as if the life-and-death struggle was just a joke.

Nigel, no matter how hard he tried, Pollman always played the same game with him as he did all those years ago, and now they are like father and son, just farewell father and son.

His eyes flashed with a hint of goodbye, and he reached into his bosom and pulled out a pitch-black hedron the size of a fingernail.

The incomplete black mass emitted an eerie glow, and a cursed aura flowed from its surface.

Nigel's eyes widened, for he had recognized the hedron as the curse Parroni's Grudge, and it had traces of artificial modification!

It may have been a fragment of Paroni's Grudge, which was snatched from the researchers at the institute by Perlman and the Curse Spreaders so that they could parse the curse magic and apply it directly to other demons.

The reason why the Cursed Walker was able to have the identity of a researcher who infiltrated the research institute tonight was that they had already investigated and controlled an important researcher, interrogated him and released the information, and took his identity.

By the time Nigel came to his senses, a sharp pain had come from his chest.

Looking down, Perlman didn't kill him, a thick-skinned warrior, but stabbed the black spar into his chest!

"Pollman, you...... You're ......"

Etio, who was about to save Nigel, suddenly stopped and looked at Perlman, who had poisoned Nigel, in disbelief.

"Ahhh

Nigel screamed in pain, and his whole body trembled violently.

A black stream of air erupted from where the hedron had been inserted, spreading across his skin, wrapping around his body like a poisonous snake.

The whites of his eyes began to rapidly turn gray-black, and his pupils gradually lost their lustre, becoming hollow and blood-red.

Nigel's fingers and toes gradually stretched out, turning into sharp claws, and in the blink of an eye, Nigel had completely lost his humanoid form, turning into a tyrannical and ferocious mad cursed demon with gray and black skin.

Nigel, who was directly affected by the fragments of [Paroni's Record of Resentment], was even heavier than the other mad cursed demons, making the aura on his body directly reach the most dangerous level of the seventh order.

What's even more terrifying is that in the eyes of this mad demon clan, there is no longer a trace of deep gentle light, only bloodthirsty red light.

Nigel the Madness let out an earth-shattering roar, and the sound waves sent a gust of fishy wind that made Etio feel palpitations.

Pollman nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, my proud child, Nigel, go and avenge your sister on the humans."

He looked at Nigel the Madness, and his tone was soft, as if calling for a obedient servant.

"Go ahead, shred the demon who wants to protect humanity, and let me see your love for my sister."

Nigel didn't speak, but the red light in his eyes became more intense.

"Kill...... Kill ......"

Its gaze locked on Etio not far away, and its body gradually lowered in the same posture as it had been before the hunt.

"No, Nigel, come to your senses, you're more determined than anyone else! You can't fall at this time! ”

Unable to believe that the vicious demon in front of him was his best friend who had fought alongside him a second ago, Etio shouted at him.

Since the madness of Nigel can be controlled by Perlman, it means that Nigel's madness is different from that of ordinary cursed demons, and it may be a special madness that has been improved by the fragments of [Parroni's Resentment]!

"No...... Stop me from ......"

Nigel Madness clutched his head for a moment as if in a sharp pain in his brain, and after two seconds, it let out another screaming roar, and its body lunged at Etio like a cannonball, its sharp claws reaching her throat.

Etyo, who was about to start a dozen or two, felt a wave of despair that he had never felt before.

She had tried her best, but she still couldn't shake Pollman.

Previously, Etio felt that she could still fight Pollman a little with Nigel's help, but now it would take her a lot of effort to deal with Nigel alone.

Even Nigel has become her enemy, and the situation has reached the point of no return.

In this moment of despair, all Adeo could think of was to pray.

Pray to the gods, even to the demon ancestors, and pray that someone can stop this overly powerful enemy!

Ice-blue lightning bolts burst from all around her, turning into a cage that bound the mad Nigel.

However, Pollman did not sit idly by.

He had wanted to kill Etio sooner.

Since the key to Tiffany's city defense is not in Nigel's possession, it must have been entrusted to someone else by Nigel.

Probably, Pollman could also guess on whom.

It was none other than Rocky McCarthy, who was brought to the banquet by Nigel.

I heard that some time ago, when Beelzebub was spreading curses and fishing in the Posen Demon Realm, he said that Rocky McCarthy was the one who could break the curse, or that the bureau that Beelzebub set up in the 7th area of the Posen Demon Realm that day was to find a mysterious existence to help Nigel solve the curse, but in the end, he was not sure if he could kill the two at the same time, so that neither of them could run back to Parrieux and lose, so he chose to be safe and did not show up.

Presumably, Nigel also trusts Rocky a lot, so he brought him and entrusted the key to Rocky.

Perlman wielded invisible telekinesis, fatally restricting Etio's movements with every step.

Under this double pressure, Etio felt that he was about to be mortally wounded and lose at any moment.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her brain, her face became paler, and her breathing became rapid and heavy.

Before Adeo could defend herself against Pollman's mental attack, the thunder cage she had planted to restrain Nigel from becoming mad was dispelled by Pollman's telekinesis, and she had just blocked Nigel's claws.

"It's over."

Pollman said softly.

He raised his staff, and the invisible telekinesis that was about to pierce Etio's body like a heavy sword.

The suffering citizens on the south bank of Huadu who were also praying for the dawn, listening to the terrifying wails in their ears, and looking at the battlefield pictures taken by the demon reporters from afar, the sharp turn made them tremble even more.

Once Etio is defeated, everything will be over!

They couldn't imagine what kind of carnage the demon god Pollman would be when he came to the South Shore!

In the blurry and shaky picture, even though he was desperately zooming in and in, Etio still seemed like a small dot in the storm.

Just when Etio felt that he could no longer resist the terrifying magic of Pollman.

I saw an invisible arrow suddenly fall from the sky.

Dispersed the rain, and fell lightly beside Etio like an emerald green airstream.

A dazzling halo of divine light burst out from the arrows, like the first rays of dawn, illuminating the dim battlefield!

A surging wind suddenly burst out from where the arrow landed, like an awakened beast, roaring and sweeping across the battlefield.

It's not an ordinary air current, but the wind of the gods that contains the power of the ancient gods!

Everywhere it goes, the air is fresh and vibrant.

What's even more amazing is that the brilliance is like the rising sun at dawn, shining the heavy rain in the dark night brightly.

It is pure and bright, holy and flawless, and any ordinary creature who witnesses this light will involuntarily give birth to the urge to bow and worship!

As the arrows fell, wind and light intertwined to form an impermeable barrier that held Etio firmly in it.

The barrier was like a crystal, light and elegant, constantly shimmering.

What's even more amazing is that when the rainstorm hits this barrier, the raindrops can't fall on Etio in the slightest.

Even Perlman's stunner hit an invisible wall, causing the rain to scatter and ripple on the surface of the barrier, unable to shake the defense.

In front of this barrier of intertwined scenery, any power seems incomparably small, not even a single wave will not stir up, and the barrier cliff stands and will never be shaken.

This kind of defense can only make Perlman and Etio think of "absolute immunity".

Perlman's face suddenly darkened.

Even if he didn't have to look in the direction of the Wind Arrow, as an experienced eighth-order powerhouse, he knew what that Divine Radiance symbolized and who the holder was.

He slowly looked up at the sky in the distance.

At the top of a skyscraper thousands of kilometers away, a figure stood impressively, the rain curtain around him seemed to lock the heavens and the earth, and the bright moon behind him seemed to be cut open by dark clouds.

The man was dressed in a pitch-black priest's robe, painted with golden lines that snaked like a river, and his short light brown hair fluttered slightly in the wind, but it did not affect his demeanor in the slightest.

And his eyes, the two deep and clear blue lakes, shimmered with compassion, making all beings no matter how far away they couldn't help but feel a little tremor.

The torrential rain and thunder roared loudly, all of which were cut off by invisible forces, and everything became quiet and peaceful within three meters of him.

Without any questions, all the demons who witnessed his figure knew that this was the strong man who had just come to his aid!

In his eyes, this earth-shattering eighth-order battle seemed to be nothing more than a small farce in the earthly world.

But there is no doubt that it was the power of the wind god in his hands that saved Etio at a critical moment.

"High Priest Loren......"

Faced with such a human being who could be called the strongest, Perlman felt jealous for the first time.

He realized that the battle might not end as easily as he thought.

Under the protection of the Landscape Barrier, Etio was finally able to breathe.

She looked up and looked at the mysterious figure in a daze.

The victory or defeat of Huadu Parrieu at this moment will all depend on that person's thoughts.

Whether it's Pollman, the lord of District 10, or the mysterious demon who spreads curses on the south bank, none of them are Loren's opponents!

The scales of victory and defeat fluttered subtly in the glimmer of light and wind......

"Why are you here......"

Perlman stared at the figure above the tall building in the distance, and his originally flat eyes now became extremely solemn.

The most respected noble priest in the Hutton Kingdom has been even more famous and unstoppable in recent times.

It is suspected that there is an imperial aura.

……

At the moment, kilometers away.

The demon reporters hiding in the shadows couldn't believe their eyes.

When they saw the figure clearly, the photographic magic equipment in their hands almost came out of their hands.

"Loren!!"

Although the night of the storm is far away, and it is difficult to see the more distant places clearly, there should be nothing wrong with the divine generation brilliance of the wind stone slab!

The news was like a thunderbolt, and it exploded in an instant among the viewers who could watch the picture on the south bank.

They couldn't see clearly what was happening at the far end of the picture, but they all knew that the sudden truce, the direction in which Etio and Perlman seemed to be stunned, and the slate brilliance that hit the soul all pointed to one thing—

Loren has a shot!

"It's the High Priest Loren! He's here to help us! ”

"The legend of the Northern Continent is not wrong, as long as you sincerely call his name, he will definitely come to save you!"

"He is the reincarnation of the Holy Emperor!"

The flame of hope was instantly lit on the south bank, and the trembling people excitedly discussed, speculated, stared desperately at the only picture, and even left tears of excitement.

Many evacuees who saw this scene raised their voices in shock and excitement.

The appearance of the high priest Loren undoubtedly gave a shot in the arm to these desperate people on this stormy night in the flower capital of Parrieux.

In the center of the battlefield in Poson Area 10, Etio was still looking at the distant sky in disbelief.

Surprise, awe, gratitude, and a hint of unspeakable confusion.

Although theoretically speaking, Loren was not worried about his personal disciple Lanqi, and came to the flower capital of Parrieux to prepare to take Lanchi back, which is very reasonable, after all, the commander of the Cress Empire would not expect Loren to dare to gamble so much.

But the problem is that, according to Miya, Loren is a very cautious character, and it is unlikely that at this point in time he would risk leaving the royal capital of Hutton, which he needed to protect, and coming to a foreign land.

Despite this, with the addition of the Great Priest Loren, the tide of battle has changed dramatically.

She will be able to keep fighting!

At present, Pollman's attention has been attracted by the Grand Priest Loren, and she has begun to guard one-on-one, so at this moment she has the opportunity to subdue the Crazy Nigel first, and then help the Archpriest Loren outflank Pollman.

It may not even be necessary for her to do anything, and the Grand Priest Loren will be able to take out Pollman!

Thinking of this, Etio took a deep breath and once again gathered the little magic he had left, staring at Nigel with eyes as bright as stars.

In the face of the mad Nigel, Etio no longer just defended and dodged, but took the initiative to attack, and ice blue lightning pierced Nigel's body like a wild snake.

At the same time, sharp icicles rose from the ground and converged into a waterfall in midair, firmly locking Nigel in it.

The other side.

"Goddess of Fate, you're really joking."

Pollman thought that the victory was in his hands, but he did not expect to encounter such an unpredictable variable at the last minute.

The only trace that can only be traced can only be said that the great priest happened to make a trip to Huadu for the platinum-level card maker of the Hutton Kingdom, and happened to come to their plan and completely disrupted it.

At this point, Perlman couldn't take care of Etio anymore.

All his attention was focused on the black-robed figure.

"What is your purpose, Grand Priest Loren? It is known that your appearance will represent a signal that the Cress Empire is very likely to launch an attack on the Hutton Kingdom in advance. ”

Pollman's voice was low and dangerous, like the silence before a rainstorm,

"You shouldn't be involved in this fight, and even if you see it, you shouldn't show up."

“……”

And Loren himself still stood on top of the distant tall building, not saying a word, as if quietly waiting for something.

He waited a few seconds before he spoke.

"What else is there to say? You don't think I'm going to sit idly by and watch this catastrophe. ”

His voice pierced through the torrential rain of the Posen Demon Realm and lingered around Pollman.

Whether it is rain or flowers, the eyes of the great priest are full of compassion.

"I'll give you a chance."

He raised his palm slightly, as if he was caressing the rain curtain, and like holding the moonlight in his hand,

"An opportunity to challenge me."

At the same time, he was also looking at Pollman.

Tarya, in Lanchi's heart, couldn't say anything.

This Biyang really dares to act.

And in her impression, Loren didn't pretend to be so forced.

But Lanch is very familiar with Loren, both in temperament and demeanor, he looks very much like Loren.

Even if the students of Ecarita Academy came, they couldn't tell the difference.

As for the immunity field with the luster of the god generation just now, even Loren probably won't, it comes from the cat boss's wind attribute epic equipment.

【Daybreak Storm】

[Category: Equipment Card]

[Grade: Orange Epic]

[Tier: 8]

[Effect: It can be triggered when wind magic is released, and it consumes mana to create an additional absolute immunity field, which can be triggered up to three times every twenty-four hours.] 】

[Notes: The winds of dawn obscured helpless sanity in the dark snowfield, sweeping the faith called Light over every witness.] 】

It can be triggered by using any wind spell, and it can be used twice today.

From now on, in the enemy's intelligence, Loren may have to add three lives.

The torrential rain is still falling.

The atmosphere on the battlefield in Posen Area 10 became even more tense.

"Perlman."

Loren spoke, and his voice pierced through the storm like the gospel of heaven,

"The belief that you deeply believe in'Humans and demons can coexist',In your growth,Experience harvest,About to succeed,Until you are completely betrayed by humans,After losing the irreparable price,I can understand all this,The more persistent and firm you are,After being betrayed by the faith, you recognize the facts,And the more extreme it becomes,Now you are completely no longer who you used to be.,Hatred blinded your reason.,Make you make irreparable mistakes.。

These words are also like a trial of Pollman.

Hearing this, Perlman actually laughed.

It's like I didn't think there was a human who knew him so well.

"If I'm not mistaken, Grand Priest Loren, you are also quite a determined person, if you were me, how would you choose?"

He asked, and at the same time questioned.

When he looked up at the black-robed figure on the tall building, his eyes burned with unwillingness and anger.

"I don't think I'm qualified to stand on the shore and tell the drowning creatures in the river what I'd do if I were in this situation."

Loren is indifferent to Perlmann's questions, like an eternal beacon that responds to the lost in the dark,

"But I can understand you."

When he spoke again, his voice was still like spring rain.

"Very well, it is enough to have such an answer."

This made Perlman laugh again, but soon, he put on the mask of arrogance again, and even a hint of awe-inspiring appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The meaning of the high priest is clear.

Understanding is understanding, whether they should fight or have to fight, they are already enemies who want to divide life and death.

"Looks like I'm going to have to use something I wasn't going to use today to fight against you, an uninvited guest."

Pollman's voice was as deep as a hellish murmur.

He reached into his arms and pulled out a hedron orb that was as black as midnight.

The orb was recognizable on the surface, but it had an aura that surpassed the fragment of the Resentment that had been given to Nigel.

Pollman took a deep breath and slowly pressed the orb to his heart.

In the blink of an eye, the black orb began to melt, turning into a pitch-black viscous liquid that seeped into Perlman's flesh and blood, and Perlman's body began to undergo a terrifying transformation.

The skin of the originally slender and vigorous limbs began to turn the color of dead ash, and blood-red maggot-like lines appeared on the surface, rolling and wriggling like magma in the depths of purgatory.

His eyes turned into bottomless black holes, bottomless.

Even though Perlman's image has been completely demonic, his temperament still retains an eerie elegance, as if he is not a rampaging demon.

It's a gentleman from hell who combines tyranny and demeanor.

"Now, we can fight to the death."

Perlman raised a hand, and the blackened telekinesis condensed between his fingers, whirling and dancing in mid-air.

Although the use of [Paroni's Record of Resentment] requires burning life, and the time for sanity enhancement obtained is also limited, and it may not be as strong as the great priest Loren, but in the state of sanity madness, the sense of mental oppression on his body has reached the level where he can barely resist the cardinal.

The Grand Priest Loren remained immovable even though he was pointed at by the new Pollman.

He watched Perlman's metamorphosis calmly, without a hint of surprise or fear on his face.

"It's so strong."

Ranch groaned,

"But even so, I wonder how long you can hold me back?"

He asked calmly.

"The Grand Priest seems to be quite confident, and even now he is willing to talk to me for a few words."

Pollman was far away from him.

The noble Grand Priest couldn't use all his strength to hurt the innocent of the Posen Demon Realm at this moment.

In the battle in the city, he must be tied.

And as long as he Perlman drags the great priest at this moment, once the south bank of Huadu is controlled, even the great priest will not be able to change anything.

"The battle between you and me will definitely hurt the innocent, instead of fighting you in this state, it is better to simply use idle talk instead of using force, and when your time passes, I will subdue you."

Lanch simply shook his head, indicating a truce.

“……”

Perlman felt a little discordant, and the condensation of the dark mind slowed down.

It stands to reason that the high priest is willing to waste time with him, which is certainly to his liking.

But when the enemy's behavior is in line with his own wishes, and at the same time, his own behavior is also in line with the enemy's wishes, often at this time, it is not called a two-way rush, but one side must have fallen into the trap.

"Wait, Grand Priest, you can't go all out, are you?"

Pollman increasingly felt that something was wrong, and began to abandon long-range combat and get closer to Loren.

Although the absolute immunity force field just now was a wind attribute, at least eight ranks, and it also had the special effect of the primordial slate wind, he always felt that the wind attribute magic power that triggered the force field was a little too weak.

Loren, who originally had a masterful demeanor and seemed to never move a step, saw that Pollman was about to make a move, and he didn't hesitate to move.

"You give it to Luda!"

Ranch ran away on the spot.

Even Perlman froze in place for two seconds.

“……”

The Grand Priest ran away?

"Sure enough......"

Pulsman's forehead began to tremble.

He was tricked.

The other party forced his hole cards out at almost no cost, and even deceived him for nearly a minute.

There's a good chance this guy won't be Loren, but a copycat.

Suddenly, Perlman seemed to have some idea of who this guy was.

Nigel has always had a mysterious companion named Rocky McCarthy, as if a man had appeared out of thin air in the kingdom of Poson in recent days, and even Perlman could not find out the details, only that he was a scholar from the Northern Continent and employed by the Baptiste family.

The only person who would suddenly appear here to help Nigel in this situation is Rocky McCarthy.

And judging from the trust relationship between them, the key that should have been in Nigel's hands is likely to be entrusted to Rocky McCarthy at this moment!

Perlman looked in the direction in which Loren had disappeared, the expression on his face changing from initial shock to anger.

His fists clenched, his knuckles rattling as if they were about to crush steel.

An unprecedented rage rolled and boiled in Perlman's chest like magma.

"Rocky McCarthy, I was looking for you, I was going to put you behind Etio......"

The words dissipated, and Perlman turned into a black bolt of lightning and flew in the direction of the impostor Loren's escape.

Perlman weaves through the rain and the electric light, like a grim reaper.

His speed grew faster and faster, and the tall buildings around him turned into a blurry afterimage in his eyes.

……

Ranchi's form leaps and dances through the steel forests of skyscrapers, like a dexterous feline.

Flying with the power of the cat boss between the tall buildings, Lan Qi felt the sense of oppression behind him getting closer and closer.

"Meow meow, are you really impersonating the Grand Priest of Loren?"

In the shadows, the cat boss feels that Ranch is getting more and more excessive.

In the past, he only imitated the stone slab of the great priest, but now he even imitates his face.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm called cosplay."

Ranch said seriously.

"Kauspree?"

Boss Cat reads,

"You Kauss a hammer, look at the great priest Loren Tong disagrees with your words!"

Ever since Ranchi began to transform into Anello, the Son of Silence, in the snowy province of the Protos Empire, Boss Cat has suspected that Ranchi has a magic card that transforms into Loren.

It turned out to be true.

How many more [Transfiguration: Humans] have you meowed!

"He seems to be getting a little angry."

Ranch frowned and muttered to himself.

He sensed Pollman ignore the wall and chase after him.

"Can he not be angry!!"

The cat boss was so scared that he couldn't do it.

If it weren't for Tata, it wouldn't have dared to be a cat for Ranchi this time!

How much this guy can suck hatred, as if he never counted it in his own heart.

Perlman must have realized that this Loren was a suspected impostor, and imitated the primordial slate style in an extremely special way to disguise himself as the archpriest Loren.

It's almost impossible to even cheat out of his ultimate!

Can that not be angry!

……

In the center of the original battlefield, Etio looked at Pollman who was far away, and he should have relaxed a lot, but he only felt a sense of security like a crumbling edifice, and it was in danger of collapsing at any time.

After using all her strength and all her magic to freeze Nigel, who had a little sense and kept trying to stop attacking her, in an iceberg, she thought that victory was in her hands, and the dawn was approaching.

Unfortunately, the foreboding in her heart came true.

When she saw Loren fleeing, she collapsed as if she had been struck by a thunderbolt.

Sure enough, this Loren is not quite right.

Even if Perlman becomes stronger in a short period of time, he can suppress it according to Loren's strength, there is no need to run away so despicably and engage in Perlman's mentality, it is like the playing style of the cardinal of the Resurrection Church.

And it's strange in itself that Pollman will catch up.

"Well, what's going on, if that's not Loren, who is he......?"

Etio's eyes were confused, like a child lost in a storm, and there was little mana left.

Her mind was in a state of confusion, and she couldn't figure it out for a while.

Questions grew like sharp thorns in Etio's mind, muddying her thoughts.

She didn't have time to think, she just felt that Pollman in her current state was too terrifying.

The entire Posen 10 District trembled and wailed in Perlman's magic.

Black telekinetic lightning left scorched black scars on the buildings like the whip of a demon god, and waves of hot air swept through the streets, and the skyscrapers he passed through crumbled and turned into ruins under the impact of frantic energy.

The entire 10th District of the North Shore has been turned into a human purgatory.

In the face of this terrible sudden change, even those reporters who risked their lives couldn't help but feel frightened.

They trembled as the camera tried to capture the final moment, but the image shook violently, not only in their hands, but also in the ground as unstable as an earthquake.

"Isn't it the Grand Priest Loren?"

"Who else can stop Pollman like this? It turns out that Etio has no chance of winning in the first place! ”

"Run away, let me out, if you don't leave, it's too late, the flowers are already over!"

On the far south coast, those who watched the battle on the north shore through the projection screen were also in unprecedented panic at this moment.

What was once an exciting figure has now become the biggest mystery.

At first, they didn't see that it was a black spot on a tall building, not Loren.

There is only the slate brilliance of suspected Loren.

It is also very likely that Loren can only send extremely limited ultra-long-range magic assistance from the Hutton Kingdom from an ultra-long distance, thousands of kilometers away, but since Perlman is so violent to meet him, it means that it is likely not Loren to come!

Whatever the truth, one thing is clear: the figure who dared to stand up to Perlman is gone.

The flame of hope that had just been raised was ruthlessly extinguished, leaving nothing but devastation and ashes.

People watched in despair as the North Shore was in a desperate situation, as Pollman wreaked havoc, but nothing could be done.

"Please, someone has to stop this......"

"Goddess, please bless us!"

"Even if it's a dark hero, please come and save us!"

A mournful cry echoed through the shelter on the south bank.

Tears welled up in the citizens of Parrieux, pinning their only hope on the ethereal unknown.

……

It wasn't long before Pollman landed on top of a skyscraper that reached into the sky.

The terrace courtyard is separated by a stone wall, and only torrential rain continues to fall on the terrace.

He steadied himself and landed on the terrace, a splash of water under his feet.

Sharp eyes like falcons, through the rain curtain, with magic perception searching for Rocky McCarthy's figure.

At this moment, Pollman could clearly perceive that the imposter was hiding behind the wall in front of him.

The other party's magic power was so weak, which made Perlman even more convinced that the other party could not be a powerhouse of Loren's level.

Or that the really strong don't need to use this means to deceive.

Pollman is not in a hurry.

His boots stomped on the ground, making a heavy, rhythmic sound, like an eternal death knell.

"Take off your mask for me, and show me who you are."

Pollman's voice was cold and biting.

Perlman knew that Rocky, a man who didn't seem to exist, was just some kind of disguise.

His real form is neither Loren nor Rocky, but a more mysterious fellow.

A moment around the corner.

The other party also seemed to sense Pollman's approach, and the figure standing in the dark rainstorm paused.

The dark clouds of lead gray in the sky surged, and the Posen Demon Realm was immersed in a dead silence, and from time to time there was a thunder surging between the summer clouds, reflecting the huge buildings in the clouds and mist.

At the same time, the faces of the High Priest and Perlman are illuminated until they are extinguished.

When the sky darkens again.

Perlman only felt that the figure of the archpriest had changed.

Standing in the stands at the top of the towering minaret building, only a tall man in a dark gray coat remained.

His skin was as pale as snow, and there was not a trace of blood.

With a slight lift of his hand, he sealed Pollman's movements.

In addition to the suffocating magic that emanated from his understatement, when he sealed the space beside Perlman, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to stop at this moment, and the surrounding area exuded a deep light, becoming thousands of pitch-black stars dancing in it, like a magical living body that does not exist in space but can directly hit the eyes and attack the mind.

If ordinary demons who are not strong enough in their mental power face this halo that hits their souls for the first time, they may feel an indescribable connection with this world, and in an instant, they will experience a long journey beyond body and time, and finally become completely stunned, fall to their knees, and even burst into tears.

The swirling text does not belong to any known era, and only the demons who have seen the ruins of the god generation will know its meaning.

This is the majesty that only emits when the primordial stone slab is blessed.

And this slate, which can produce blessings for sealing magic, has already revealed the name of the slate-

[Primordial Stone Tablet - Seal].

As if sensing Perlman's gaze, the man turned to look at him.

The dark gray eyes are like the abyss, which can make people indulge in them, and the soul is gradually lost.

When he stood there, the invisible terror emanating from his body only reminded the living of humility and helplessness, and when he moved, all the sense of stability would collapse because of him.

The smile was like asking Pollman—

You don't really think I'm weak, do you?

As for Pollman's answer to the previous question, he finally gave an answer.

"I'm the Legendary Sealer, Asquesan."

The gray-clothed man's voice was gentle, as if the quicksand of time was flowing out of his mouth, and every word carried an irresistible magic,

"Kids, I'm back."

(End of chapter)