Demon King Doesn’t Have to be Overthrown

"boom!"

Accompanied by a roar like the anger of the sky, the death breath that turned into countless painful faces came out like a storm.

Wherever it passes, the atmosphere is rotten.

Wherever it passed, the ground dries up.

It is like a poisonous gas that corrodes the world itself, condensing all the filthy objects between heaven and earth, carrying a frightening and dangerous aura, shrouded in the direction where Xien and others are.

"Danger!"

Including Thierry and Cappellin, everyone had such emotions, and realized that they had no time to escape, so they could only subconsciously raise their hands and stand in front of them.

Of course, it was futile.

With the horror of death, how could it be possible to resist only with this degree of resistance?

Fortunately, Sheehan took the shot.

"[Pay with·Disperse]."

Sheen leaned forward to Thierry and Capelin, guarding the entire Knights of Broken Blades behind him, and released the magic to dispel the magic when facing the deadly storm that struck.

The incoming deadly storm suddenly stagnated and exploded, but did not dissipate on the spot. Instead, it turned into a turbulent jet black air current that swept all around.

The airflow is like a horse, and wherever it is swept, it will dry up and dissipate like sand and dust.

The female knights of the Broken Blade Knights exclaimed again and again, only feeling a tingling scalp, and they didn't dare to touch those lifeless puppets, hiding in embarrassment.

But those soldiers and knights who stayed outside the gate of the royal hall and were not allowed in due to Moro's orders were miserable.

Without being able to react in time, they were caught off-guard by the most direct touch of the lifeless training.

"This...what is this...!?"

"Ahhhhhhh...!"

"my body...!"

"Help...!"

In an instant, those who unfortunately touched the lifeless screams all screamed, their bodies shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they turned into corpses and fell on the ground with a drop of blood. It didn't flow out.

Their vitality was plundered by the death aura, and it also contributed to the death aura, making Moro's death aura stronger.

"......!"

Thiel was speechless.

"hateful!"

Capelin looked at this miserable situation and was also angry.

Sheen looked at Moro coldly, with murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

Upon seeing this, Moro, who was surging all over his body, smiled instead.

Moreover, he smiled very happily.

"Don't look at me like this." Moro laughed and said, "If you looked at me like this, I would be more excited."

Because she likes to see the pain, anger, and hatred of people related to the brave.

Therefore, the more Sean hated herself, the more murderous, the more excited Moro became.

"This will make me want to kill you and make you even more desperate."

With that said, Moruo slender his hand, and countless deaths turned into a storm again.

It's just that this time, the storm of death is no longer a painful face, but a variety of facial expressions.

There is pain, there is wailing, there is despair, there is fear, and all kinds of faces full of negative emotions appear in death.

Sheen could feel that the power of this death breath was far stronger than that of the high priest.

Not only is the "quantity" of lifelessness much more than that of the high priest, there is also a huge difference in "quality".

"This is the magic I created based on [Duke Terror]. It can be regarded as the upper version of [Duke Terror]. Not only is it much more powerful and effective than [Duke Terror], it also has many ways to change it. [Horror] It’s even more terrifying."

Moro's laughter rang throughout the audience.

"Fortunately, this empire has been plagued by many disasters since ancient times. I don’t know how many corpses and blood have been buried under this land. As long as the vitality of this land is directly squeezed by necromantic magic, the death will be How many are there, and only fools like the high priest can honestly squeeze and accumulate thousands of years of death by one person, not as much as I have accumulated for ten years in the empire."

Moro's words made the expression in Sean's eyes even colder.

"who are you?"

Sheehan squeezed out such a voice.

Necromantic magic.

The great spirit body of death.

And, the power that is as high as the limit level.

These kinds of factors all express Moro's extraordinaryness and tell her story is not simple.

Moro didn't mean to hide it.

"By now, this is no longer something that cannot be said." Moro said nonchalantly, "Looking at your appearance, it seems that you already know the existence of the great spirit body, right?"

The high priest was cultivating Limjoo to be a big spirit body, and Moro would naturally not know it.

And since the base has been destroyed, it is completely conceivable that the existence of the high priest and Limjo will be exposed.

Not to mention, Moro also cast a curse on the soul on the high priest.

She knew that once something happened, a guy who was afraid of death like the high priest would definitely say everything.

Therefore, she put a curse in advance. Once outsiders mentioned her plan and her true existence, the curse would take effect immediately, and the soul of the high priest would be wiped out.

But even so, some information leakage is inevitable.

Therefore, Moro no longer concealed the matter of the great spirit body.

"The young master you saw was just a big spirit body that the fellow high priest had recently made."

Moro looked directly at Sheehan and smiled sweetly.

"And I am the first great spirit body created by the high priest, an ancient existence that was born thousands of years ago to the present?"

Thousands of years ago, the high priest created a great spirit body and called it a failure.

Although the failed work successfully reached the limit of life and reached the limit level, it never crossed the obstacle that should be able to cross the past naturally, becoming a transcendent existence.

"I'm the one that failed." Moro confessed bluntly, but said disapprovingly: "Of course, no matter how many great spirits she creates, in the end, everything will become a failure."

This is why?

Moro did not explain.

Moro just said so.

"I think she will call me a failure, probably not because I haven't met her requirements, but because I am out of her control?" Moro said as if mocking the high priest, "She still Thinking that I didn't see through her purpose, and didn't know that she wanted to wait until she crossed the limit of life before taking my body, she put me beside her with great confidence and acted together for nearly a thousand years."

This gave Moro a golden opportunity of a lifetime.

"She didn't expect that I not only guessed her purpose, but also had an extremely high affinity with necromantic magic, but all necromantic magic she used in front of me, I could smoothly write down after seeing it once."

"She didn't expect that I would betray suddenly ten years ago. Not only did I break away from her control, but also controlled her in turn and let her do things for me."

"The curse I put on her is not just for the soul, but also for the magic that can dispel her body as an undead creature."

"In order not to lose that immortal body, that timid guy can only obediently listen to me."

Moro said all this with a smile.

"Of course, she will not sit still, nor will she be reconciled to the failure of mine, so she hurriedly wanted to create a second great spirit body, and get rid of the curse that I had imposed by taking the other party's body. "

Unfortunately, Moro clearly knew all this, but let the high priest go.

Anyway, the plan of the high priest will not be completed for a while, why not squeeze out her surplus value first?

"I also want to thank Secretary Beztut for helping me clear out the **** that should have been cleared."

Moro smiled happily.

The rather beautiful smile, under the lifeless rendering, only a sense of horror remained.

Sheehan didn't change his face because of this.

The matter of the big spirit body surprised him, but after listening to Moro's story, Sheen paid more attention to one thing.

"Then why do you hate the brave so much?"

Sheehan made such a question.

"————"

At this moment, the smile on Moro's face disappeared.

Not only did the sense of horror not decline, but it climbed higher and higher.

Moro made a faint voice in the deadly storm.

"Do you know the country "Ereyi"? "

The sudden question made Sheen startled.

"Erey?"

This is where?

Is there such a country?

Sheehan couldn't remember.

Instead, it was Thiel and Capelin, their expressions changed abruptly when they heard Moro's words.

"You...Are you from Erei?"

Capelin was shocked.

"you know?"

Sheehan turned around immediately.

It was not Capelin who answered Sean's question, but Thiel.

"...That was a country a thousand years ago."

Thiel said in a deep voice.

"Thousands of years ago, in the human world, there was a small country named Erei that once existed, but it was destroyed before the final battle between the gods, men and demons."

This sentence was immediately picked up by Moro.

"Yes, it is destroyed in the first place. This is a very good use." Moro said sarcastically, "Because it was really destroyed in less than a day. It is the brave man praised by your mouth. ."

Hearing that, Thier and Capelin did not refute.

This made Sheen very shocked.

"Are you kidding?"

The brave destroyed a country?

"why?"

Sheehan asked subconsciously.

Moro answered.

"Because the place where Erei is located, it happens to be the intersection of the battle lines between the two races of gods and men and the demons at that time."

Moro spoke coldly.

"If that place can't be occupied, the demons can use a large source of magic power that existed in Erei at that time to perform large-scale ritual magic that is conducive to the warfare of the demons, so that the power of the demons on the battlefield will skyrocket. At least twice."

Such a terrifying big ritual magic naturally had to be stopped.

"So, the brave man took his partner and broke into Erei. In order to prevent the emergence of the ritual magic, he used the holy sword to directly cut off the source of magic power."

"The source of the magic power that was applied to the ritual magic, after that went straight away."

"Countless people of Erey were swallowed by a storm of magical power, crying out for help, including me."

"And the brave?"

"He can save a lot of people, and he can even save Ereyi and save Ereyi from a hardship."

"But he didn't."

"The demons who had broken the ceremony turned into anger and sent troops directly, starting the prelude to the final battle."

"In order to rush back to fight the demons, the great brave, regardless of his mess, took his partner, patted his **** and left."

"Ereyi was destroyed in this way, not by the demons, but by the human race of the same race, and destroyed by the brave."

Moro's voice was as cold as frost.

"You mean, should I hate the brave?"