Section 132 Duel

Then, the monster's axe came with a horizontal slash.

A simple blow that slashes at least five enemies around you. The sharp edges of the giant axe sliced through the Chaos armor lightly, breaking flesh and steel in two. The remaining plague warriors were visibly shaken - the captain was killed, and half of his companions were dead, a qiē that clearly illustrated the difference between the two sides. As the monster raised its tomahawk and let out a roar, the wavering plague warriors lost their fighting spirit and turned around and fled. This time it was a complete rout, and it could no longer be retracted.

Scanning the ruined sight around him and enjoying the wonderful slaughter, the monster let out a thunderous laugh, its wings and mane blooming with flame-like energy. But the monster's laughter soon stopped, as he saw Ashrufat.

With that distinctive set of Chaos armor, anyone could quickly determine Ashrufat's identity.

"Ashrufat?Chaos Lord Ashrufat?" the monster left the dying plague warriors behind and walked towards Ashrufat. "The Chaos Lords that Tzeentch, Sanesh, and Nurgle recognized at the same time?"

Ashrufat had already considered multiple possibilities at this time, and he had already guessed the identity of the other party.

"Lord of the Bloodfangs?!" said Ashrufat. This is the Demon Prince? The alien life formed after the demonization of the human body? Although Ashrufat had heard about the Demon Prince for a long time, this was indeed the first time he had seen a "complete version" of the Demon Prince.

"Haha......" The Bloodfang Lord stood still. "So you're on the front line, I thought you Tzeentch followers were very cunning!"

"It's a shame that we didn't see each other last time. Ashrufat replied. "I know it's rude to say that, but...... Lord of Bloodfang, you owe me so much, are you ready to pay it back now?"

If the Bloodfang Lord had wanted to intimidate and intimidate his opponents, now he had completely changed his mind. "Debt?" It must be said that although he is no longer a human, his speech and demeanor are actually no different from those of a human regardless of his appearance. "What do I owe you?"

"You should know why you became a demon prince. Ashrufat said. Although he was confronted with a non-human being, he was not afraid. On the contrary, I don't know if it was affected by chaos, and an indescribable anger burned in his heart.

"Grace of the Blood God, of course......" The Bloodfang Lord also sensed the other man's expression - to be honest, it didn't seem like a lie. Of course, from another point of view, it was still early anyway, and since the other party had no intention of escaping, he didn't mind enjoying the afterglow of the killing.

"Fart!" Ashrufat roared. "It's because you captured Star...... Don't say you've forgotten it! Become a demon prince, and you won't even lose your memories!"

The Bloodfang Lord stopped moving, he looked at the other party slightly confused, and suddenly asked. "You're Ashrufat?"

"That's right, it's me!"

The last paragraph of the answer may be inherent, so that others do not understand what they are talking about at all. But the two who spoke fully understood what the other was talking about. They weren't talking about what was in front of them, but about the war in which the Chaos Legion invaded Gruni. In that battle, the Bloodfang Lord was defeated by Ashrufat. Although in another sense, the Lord of Bloodtooth was a blessing in disguise, he still remembered the shame of defeat.

This is also the reason why the Lord of Bloodfang hates the name "Aerufat". But to be honest, although the name of Aeruphat has been known for a long time. But the Blood Fang Lord really didn't expect that the southerner general who had defeated him was actually the Chaos Lord in front of him who had come to challenge the authority of the Blood God.

"It's you......" the Bloodfang Lord's canine-like face grinned. "Praise be to the Blood God......" he uttered an almost roaring prayer. "You're here! I won't forget the shame of that time!" he roared in a beastly voice.

Seeing such a creature showing such anger and hatred, the subordinates around Ashrufat couldn't help but take a few steps back. But Ashrufat himself did not back down.

"Okay," Now, the Blood Fang Lord's feelings seemed to calm down a little, and this time, he refused to go straight to war. "Tell me, what do I owe you?"

It's a deep-rooted human habit. It's like when a person gets a rare delicacy, as long as he is not hungry or the delicious meal is in danger of being taken away, he will basically not take the way of gobbling up the food, but will chew slowly and savor the delicacies. Although the Blood Fang Lord has become a demon prince, after all, the time of change is still young, and he still retains many of the inherent ways of thinking and style of human beings.

Indeed, it is also a rare location. If the entire battlefield is compared to a typhoon, then this is a rare typhoon eye. This was actually not the first line of fierce fighting between the two armies, but the second line of Eshurufat. The terrified warriors had just broken through to here, so Ashrufat rushed to reinforce and annihilated all the enemy forces that broke through (in fact, there were not many enemies who actually broke through, because the defense line was quickly filled). And the soldiers who were defending here were defeated by the Bloodfang Lord, so there is no one else here now.

"Star Carving...... It's my wife!" Ashruphat looked at the Bloodfang Lord. His mind suddenly remembered the previous appearance of the Blood Fang Lord. The Chaos Lord's change was so complete that at this moment, there was no longer a trace of him when he was a mortal.

Is the so-called ascension of demons really the so-called "transformation of human flesh into the body of a demon"?

"If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be here!Where is the star?!"

"Haha...... Haha......" The Bloodfang Lord suddenly burst out laughing again. The wings and mane on his back once again burst with a fiery energy - judging by these signs, the demon prince was now very happy.

"Haha, it's a pity you're late! stupid human!" replied the Bloodfang Lord with a growl. "It's too late!"

With these words, the demon prince had already rushed forward.

With a whirling blow of the terrifying battle axe in his hand, the two guards who were standing in front of Ashrufat flew straight out. Those two guards had actually blocked their shields in front of them a long time ago, but even so, they still couldn't withstand the Demon Prince's transcendent mortal power, and they were smashed out, and one of them even broke their shields.

However, this attack gave Ashrufat a chance. Instead of retreating, he lunged forward in the same way, swinging his sword at the brief moment when the Bloodfang Lord smashed two guards away before he could retract his battle axe. Similarly, the Bloodfang Lord retracted the axe with unimaginable speed and dexterity, as if it were not a huge and heavy battle axe but a straw. The axe slashed at Ashrufat as he rushed towards him.

The figures of the two men staggered. After all, the Bloodfang Lord didn't have time to retract the axe, so he didn't miss the target. His axe slashed into the ground, causing a huge and formidable crack in the ground. But, again, he didn't seem to be harmed.

"Hey...... Eshufaat, you may have a good command talent, but fighting me here is death!" laughed the Bloodfang Lord and raised his axe again. "Do you know why? because of this armor on me!"

The Bloodfang Lord wore what appeared to be a set of armor cast of brass - as I mentioned earlier, it was more of a vest than a suit of armor. It has no shoulder pads, arm guards, collar guards, etc., at all, only a cuirass. And this cuirass doesn't cover much, and even the demon prince's belly can't be protected.

"This is no lower Chaos armor than yours, this is cursed armor made by the blood god himself, and it can protect me from any mortal power. Hahaha...... Come, tickle me......"

As he spoke, several of the Plague Warriors behind the Bloodfang Lord had already attacked. Their swords and axes slashed at the Bloodfang Lord's body. It was now clear that there was an invisible force enveloping the Bloodfang Lord's body, and those attacks were blocked by this invisible force without touching the Bloodfang Lord's body at all.

A tall plague warrior rushed from his slash unconvinced, wielding a sharp-tipped hammer. He used all his strength, even dancing the Pointed Hammer in a half circle to increase his power before slamming into the Bloodfang Lord's body.

In this way, Cheng Dù's strength has probably reached the limit of the human body. The Pointed Hammer is also recognized as an armor-piercing weapon, and even Chaos armor can hardly withstand the heavy blows of the Pointed Hammer. Unfortunately, such an attack had no effect at all, and instead of a pair of flesh, the Plague Warrior struck a pile of cowhide with infinite resilience. The Sharphead Hammer bounced off, and the force of the reaction was so strong that the warrior could no longer hold his weapon. The sharp-headed hammer flew out of his hand, and the warrior himself retreated again and again, until he took five or six steps back before stopping. He looked at his hands in disbelief, as if he didn't understand how such a blow would be completely ineffective.

This scene is enough to make the bravest people frightened and desperate. How could they possibly face such a bloodthirsty beast that was not afraid of any attack at all?

"Die!" roared the Bloodfang Lord. He wasn't even interested in looking at the "shrimps", and went straight to Ashrufat. The demon's hooves trampled on the ground, and each foot caused a small burst of flames that burned in the barren land where there was nothing combustible.

Ashruphat stood still, his sword clenched in both hands, his eyes fixed on the formidable foe.

Suddenly, the Demon Prince stopped and let out a howl mixed with pain. He looked down at the source of his pain—a wound in his unprotected abdomen. Blood was pouring out of the wounds.

"How...... What's going on?" the demon prince lowered his head and looked at his abdomen. Then he raised his head, his gaze resting on the magic sword in Eshurufat's hand