Demon King

The big sword cut through the rain and slashed on the warhammer. The force erupted like a flood. Ivo flew out uncontrollably, smashing a banyan tree, lying in the mud, coughing, and streaking blood. The corners of the mouth overflow.

　　"Is the strength so bad?"

Demacia said in a bad tone: "The level 3 awakened warrior, that heavy armor has at least increased his combat effectiveness by at least 20%. Even if you transform yourself or use the immature frost and flames, it will be difficult to hurt him. "

　　 Each time a fighter is promoted, he breaks through the limits of physical stamina and improves his physical fitness in an all-round way.

Telf held the sword on the side with both hands, the blade pointed at Ivo, and charged with stride. The big feet wrapped in heavy armor stepped on a splash of muddy water, Ivo gritted his teeth, the warhammer smashed to the ground, and the shock wave went underground. Cast.

　　 "The ground cracking wave!"

　　 The muddy water canopy exploded, rushing towards Telf like a wave, and a huge crack broke out in the ground, which quickly extended to Telf's feet.

　　 Telf sneered, punched his left hand, the heavy force stirred up the wind, and the splashed muddy water was torn apart by the strong wind. The big sword in his right hand was inserted into the ground, the crack slammed into the sword body, and the big sword did not move. The crack split into two small cracks on both sides, as if the water was separated by a reef.

　　 "The tail of Yalong!"

　　 Ivo yelled, and the warhammer shook out an arc, like an iron tail thrown by Lu Xinglong, mixed with violent storms, blasted Telf's head with his head and face.

　　 Telf showed disdain and raised his sword to block the attack path of the warhammer. After the buzzing sound of collision, Telf's arm was as solid as a rock, but Ivo was bounced away by the force of the counter shock, and blood came out of the tiger's mouth.

　　 Ivo gritted his teeth fiercely, guided the force of the counter-shock to his feet, and rotated it with force. The warhammer drew a big circle and smashed it into Telf’s abdomen from the other side, "Chisel the abdomen!"

　　 "Good skill," Telf came first, raised his leg and kicked Ivo a few meters away, and said lightly: "Unfortunately you are too weak."

Ivo was kicked and broke a few ribs. There was a frustration, and she couldn't relieve her breath. Nafi raised her hand with difficulty and licked out the tongues of flames. Telf ignored them and rushed towards Ivo. The magic ring was too powerful and the tongues of flames Smashed to pieces by the big sword he wielded at will, Nafi's pretty face was pale. If she could chant and cast spells, she could hit Telf with a single blow, but there was nothing wrong in the world.

　　 Telf pierced out with a sword, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of Ivo.

Nafey raised her spirit, bit her finger, and quickly pressed in front of her. A complex magic circle appeared out of thin air. With a thump of white smoke, a summoned figure descended, rushing out suddenly, and slamming Telf. The big sword missed, removing Ivo's danger.

　　 Ivo quickly stepped back and looked up. It was a calf-sized white wolf with a crescent-shaped blue crystal on his forehead.

　　 After Na Fei barely used the Summoning Witch, her mana finally got out of control, and her eyes went dark. Before she fell into a coma, she was filled with despair.

　　 Do you want to die here? A strong unwillingness flashed through Na Fei's heart, and she passed out completely.

　　 Telf fought with the white wolf, and said coldly: "Summon witchcraft? It's not a Bronze Beast yet, what's the point of summoning it."

　　 Na Fei is only just getting started in Summoning Witchcraft. She originally wanted to summon a powerful creature contract in the Snow Mist Forest, but was disrupted by the coming Ivo. Until now, she has not found a suitable summoned beast.

Iwo calmed down and saw that Nafi fainted and was about to transform into a white bear. Demacia yelled in his mind: "Your injury is too serious. Even if you transform, you will not be able to recover. You will still be discovered. Your secret."

　　 Ivo gritted his teeth and said: "What can you do?"

　　 Demacia said lightly: "Assimilated the soul fire of a skull king, the power of this king has been restored a lot, and he can lend you more power and give you the power of a'devil apostle'."

　　 "Demon Apostle?"

　　 "Temporarily integrate the power of this king into your bloodline and turn it into a demon physique," Demacia said: "But afterwards, your body will feel extremely weak, and you can use it again after a month."

Brush, Telf cut the white wolf in half with a sword, and rushed over. Ivo was sore and weak. He really had no strength to fight anymore. Even if he made a mock transformation, his injury would not get better, so he made up his mind. Gritting his teeth: "Weakness is better than death."

A coldness swept out of my mind, wandering around the body, a frosty flame like a snake wrapped around his body, Ivo burned with icy blue flames all over his body, like a faintly blue fireman, this flame is rich , Heavy, as if Ivo was covered with a blue flame cloak.

A pair of huge fire rings appeared out of thin air on Ivo’s wrists, like weight-bearing bracelets for training, engraved with golden complex patterns. The fire rings each extend out four chains of icy flame, which are wrapped around the chest and back along the arms. On the waist, the end is deeply submerged into the heart, as if drawing strength from the heart.

The pupils of the eyes have turned into vertical pupils, and the short head turned into a long fluttering burning hair. A pair of dark horns grow from the forehead, hard and curly, covered with circles of patterns, and a pair of closed bat wings grow on the back, which is tough. The wing membrane envelops the steel wing bones. The flame enveloped the Hammer of Harriken in his hand, turned into a shell of ice flame, and burned blazingly.

　　 The momentum is terrifying.

　　 Telf was taken aback, sensed the strong danger, and shouted, "What are you?"

　　 Demacia said calmly: "This is the most basic form of demon apostle. Only when your strength becomes stronger can you transform into a more advanced form, but you can feel this powerful power."

　　 Demarcia felt a burst of pride in his heart. The demon apostle form allowed Ivo to rise from below the Awakening Stage to a level comparable to that of a warrior in the Awakening Stage. How could the price be only weakness.

　　 The power exchanged from the devil must come at a price. The demon apostle form is a two-way channel, conveying the power of the devil, but also drawing the life force of the user. Demacia concealed this condition, and with Ivo's unknowing consent, he established a pipeline with Ivo, and the plot was his huge vitality.

　　Even if he and Ivo are both damaged, they may not be both prosperous and prosperous. The devil will never be selfless. Even if they are partners, they have to bite off a piece of fat when they have the opportunity.

　　 Everyone is selfish, not to mention the evil demon.

　　 But Ivo has no other choice. He has no power to fight anymore. Rather than waiting to die, it is better to seek skin with a tiger. He has never fully trusted Demasia, even if he does not know the morals of Masia's plan, it does not prevent him from intuition that the demon lord is very selfish.

　　 "The power is really strong, but I have a small problem..." Ivo suddenly roared in his mind: "I can't control my body anymore, I can't move!"

　　 At the moment of incarnation of the demon apostle, Ivo lost control of his body, just like a ghost press. He was conscious and thoughtful, but couldn't control his body. He could only stay in his mind and watch.

　　 Demacia was shocked, and cried inwardly: "The demon apostle form does not have this sequelae!"

　　 Although the demon lord coveted Ivo's vitality, his intention was to help after all. If Ivo died, he would be dead too. This was an unexpected situation, which was beyond his expectation.

The ice flame was blazing, Ivo didn’t move, Telf was waiting, from the initial vigilance, then to the puzzlement, and finally even a little impatient, the big sword hit the ground, strode forward, and shouted: "You don’t attack me. !"

　　Farewell! Brother, wait a minute! I haven't figured out the situation yet!

　　 Ivo wants to cry without tears, old German, hello! I'm so wronged!

　　 Demacia was sweating profusely and wanted to cut off the "pipe", but was shocked to find that he could not stop the transmission of power, as if something was constantly absorbing his power.

　　 Telf slashed his head with a sword, Ivo watched the sword approaching, but still couldn't control his body, anxiously: "This time I'm dead..."

　　 Suddenly, an invisible force took over Ivo's control, and his body suddenly squatted, fisted out, and hit the heavy armor first, leaving a scorched black and frost mark. Telf was repelled by two steps, and the big sword wiped the tip of Ivo's nose and cut it into the air.

Ivo's body moved on its own. His movements were very agile, avoiding Telf again and again as if he was anticipating, narrowing the distance, turning his feet and quickly hiding to Telf's side, with his arm buckled on Telf's shoulder armor. , The whole person took advantage of his strength to vacate, his waist and abdomen shot like a bow, and with the help of his waist and abdomen, he threw Telf far away.

　　 Clouds and flowing water, the action is full of a peculiar rhythm, a series of freehands contained in evasion and attack, let Ivo open his eyes, as if there is a powerful fighter controlling his body to fight.

　　 Ivo's consciousness was shocked in his mind: "What did you do?"

　　 Demacia's gaze turned to the deepest part of Ivo's brain that was blocked by the chains of mental power, where weird fluctuations were emanating, and the feeling seemed to be...fetal movement.

　　 In the blocked brain, a pair of vicissitudes of life is slowly opening, and a will to take over Ivo's body.

　　 But Ivo didn't notice it.

　　 Demacia himself is Frost, but he feels the long-lost icy cold, because...he seems to know the owner of the pupils in the depths of Ivo's brain-hundreds of years ago!

　　 That is another soul!

　　 "Could it be...it's wrong, why did it have the same source as Ivo's soul!" Demacia seemed to be greatly shocked, and went silent for a while, ignoring Ivo's cry.

Ivo’s body exploded with terrible combat power, as if suddenly possessed a terrifying combat experience superb. Telf’s every attack was seen through, but his body often seized Telf’s flaws. With his left fist without a hammer, he smashed and peeled the heavy armor like a cocoon.

　　 Telf looked frightened, and was blown out by a punch again, and fell into the muddy water. His armor was overwhelmed, and Kerala shattered.

　　 "Gods are here, what the **** are you!" Telf finally yelled in horror.

　　 Ivo was suddenly weak, and the flames all over his body began to weaken. This is that Ivo's body has reached its limit, unable to maintain the form of the demon apostle, and Demasia gradually withdrew his strength.

　　 However, the next moment, a terrible suction was emitted from the depths of the brain, holding the Demon Seed of Demasia, madly extracting his demon energy, and Ivo's demon apostle form became solid again. UU Reading www.uukanshu.cOM

　　 "It really is you bastards!" Demacia yelled crazily in his heart, and his power was consumed crazily, far beyond his budget.

The soul did not answer him, and continued to control Ivo's body. The flame warhammer slammed out, and the rain was frozen and evaporated. Telf's sight was filled with flames, and he let out a miserable cry, as if he couldn't understand his eyes. How could the weak in here suddenly burst out with a fighting power far surpassing him.

　　 was hit by the burning sledgehammer head-on, and Telf flew out far away, twisting his body into an incredible angle, killing him with one blow.

　　 That soul is overpowering, Demacia's little power has been extracted by a small amount to make such a blow. He wants to cry without tears, and he needs at least three months of cultivation to recover these energy.

　　 Ivo suddenly regained control of his body, the demon apostle form slowly relieved, and returned to his normal appearance, a strong weakness erupted in his body, as if he hadn't eaten for three days, and the wound was filled with fiery pain.

　　 Ivo was sweating, let go of the warhammer, fell into the mud, and smiled bitterly: "What happened just now, old man, explain."

　　 De Marcia opened his mouth, and for some unknown reason, he concealed the truth, and fabricated a lie: "The first time I used the form of a demon and apostle, I am afraid that you are not familiar with it, so I temporarily took over your body."

　　 Deep in the brain, those eyes and pupils closed, and fell into a deep sleep again.

　　 (Guess what identity is the second soul in Ivo's mind? This is a foreshadowing of the main line~ The main line appeared from the beginning, but it was just a foreshadowing. Believe me, the following story is more confusing and more exciting.)

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