manynovel Chapter 120
Chapter 120
The power of the sword artifact is unstoppable!The tough torso of the demon clan is neatly broken through under the blade of the sword of victory, like a hot knife cutting butter.
With a scream that tore through the air, the hand rose and fell, and the left half of the vampire Grand Duke's body was directly sliced open!
The flesh fell to the ground, and then turned into a thick black mist and disappeared without a trace.
Although he seemed to have the upper hand, Ling Fenghua's face was solemn, calm as water, and there was no smugness.
"Your Highness, have you forgotten?" Strad
didn't pay attention to the fatal injuries under normal circumstances, he just bowed humbly to himself.
At the same time as this series of movements took place, the blood flow at the incision stopped, the muscles peristalsis regenerated, and the shoulders, arms, forearms, palms, and even nails, the dark magic echoed the light of the night moon, and the fatal wound returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.
"You who have been eroded by demonic qi and are unable to exert 'divine power' normally, what role can you do with just ordinary slashing? Piercing the heart and cutting off the head is useless to us and other undead demons. A royal vampire... It's indestructible!" [
Passive Characteristic: Advanced Immortal Life]
While he was speaking, Ling Fenghua had already made several attempts to move his sword quickly.
Slashes, stabs, brains, and internal organs, but no matter how much you try, the enemy will instantly recover completely, leaving no trace of the damage.
As he said, this king-level demon general's regeneration ability can be called a pervert!
Normal attacks have no effect, and more powerful means are not impossible, but because of the tarsal wound caused by being hit by the demon king on the battlefield, she can't use it to her fullest at present.
Ling Fenghua made a decision in his heart.
With a backward leap, she reached out and rubbed the white-gold necklace hanging on her chest, and in an instant the light shone brightly, and the divine power that descended from the darkness shone in all directions!
The night was briefly dispelled, the moon disappeared behind the clouds, and even the dense fog created by the 'Lost King' disappeared into invisibility, and he himself melted into the mist, unable to take another half step forward; the vampire pulled open the sleeves of his robe, hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, only then did he turn into a bat and fly back.
After forcing her opponent back with consumables, Ling Fenghua picked up the loyal maid Chang Beixi and quickly retreated, she probably guessed that Beixi used the 'emergency positioning' method to find herself, which revealed her position.
But after all, she can't be blamed for this, it's not her fault
! As long as she escapes from this demonic fog and regains control of the Sealing Demon Array, she will be able to turn defeat into victory, and it is not impossible to deal with the two king-level demon generals in one go!
Ling Fenghua probably thought so.
The fog thinned out in front of her, and clear streets emerged, even the stone and brick lines on the ground could be seen, and the distance was not far away, and it was easy to reach at her speed.
At that moment, she turned her head to look, only to be surprised to find that the enemy did not pursue, but only watched her flee for a long time.
The 'Lost King' Vogt was expressionless, and he was not panicked at all when his plan to besiege him was about to fail, but the vampire smiled mysteriously like a veteran hunter who had witnessed his prey being baited.
Her thoughts shook suddenly, and all kinds of anomalies that had happened since the beginning of the year came flooding back.
The person who wants to deal with the Goddess of Justice, a real king-level swordsman, is obviously not solid enough in front of her, even if she is unable to exert her full strength due to her injuries!
Not to mention that they have never launched a fierce attack, the 'Lost King' is only skimming from the sidelines, and the vampires are only making random moves like a fight, and most of the time they are passive defense.
This alone could never threaten her life! It was just a phantom, just a target to attract attention, and there must be something else
! A simple but powerful arrangement that could kill her with one blow!
Then, it could only be...
"Hmm!"
snorted.
Thinking is interrupted.
Ling Fenghua slowly looked down, and she saw the sharp dagger pass through her chest, splashing plum-like blood on her clothes.
It is a symbol of the poignant beauty of the passing of life! The
brain is disturbed, and a thousand thoughts are like floating souls, shattered into powder.
Every inch of blood vessels was torn and kneaded, every nerve was slowly cut by a blunt knife, and an indescribable pain came, a dose so large that it made ordinary people crazy!
The dignity and pride engraved in her bones supported her not to cry out in front of the enemy.
That's right! It's the enemy
! The maid in her arms, Chang Beixi, took out a murderous and evil assassination dagger out of nowhere and stabbed it in the chest when Ling Fenghua was defenseless
! The curse and toxin made her body sluggish, and the swarming demonic qi made her originally suppressed injuries completely explode!
"Your Highness, it was you who lost. The
maid jumped off lightly, but at this time, she hugged Ling Fenghua instead.
She looked at the maid chief's face that was the same as usual, even if she looked closely, she couldn't tell the difference, but Ling Fenghua was extremely sure in her heart.
"You're not... Betsy. "
The lungs were badly injured, and the blood was stuck in the bronchial tubes, making every word she said extremely uncomfortable, but what she had to say had to be said.
There is a slight difference, the pair of purple vertical pupils that blink like cats, as if they are surrounded by swirling clouds inside.
The sanctity of the guy who attacked her was all you need to know by seeing her unique eyes.
If it were her, it wouldn't be surprising that she could hide her perceptions.
"You're the 'Pretender' Marinti... Damn!cough!"
Smiled softly, the 'head maid' reached out and stroked Ling Fenghua's long, straight black hair as smooth and shiny as a crow's feather.
"Well, I'm Betsy! Marinti? Are you saying Marinti, who is ranked third among the eight demon generals in the Western Realm? I'm the madman who can disguise her soul, is schizophrenic, and likes to invade other people's bodies? I'm not her! Please stop thinking about those sad things, okay? Sleep, Your Highness. The
girl who had changed into the pupil of a cat due to the manifestation of her essence comforted her with a soothing voice, but in the kind soul that simulated Bexi, she was gradually dyed with dark and evil paint.
"The burden on your shoulders is too heavy, go to sleep, then you will not be responsible for anyone, and when you open your eyes again, a new world will be ushered in. New
and old wounds raged at the same time, her will wavered, and in the sound of Marinti's sleep-inducing voice, the power passed quickly, and the irresistible tiredness knocked her down.
Witnessing her fall, the gentle voice paused here, and then, in a slightly different tone, in a tone full of anticipation and yearning, said
, "A world ruled by demons, a world where humans are waiting to be slaughtered as livestock. "
Just imagining that image in my mind, the 'head maid' couldn't help but laugh wildly.
Her laughter was unusual, as if it were not coming from her throat, and it was as high pitched as a night owl.
"Wickedness, shadows, lowliness, begging for mercy, blood, rancidity, rotting... Hmmmmha! Wonderful! Wonderful! Stupid! Livestock is going to look like livestock, see? Little girl, I want you to open your eyes and watch! See how I ravage your people! Drag them out and dismember them one by one! That look of despair, the look of despair as majestic as the Valkyrie when you cry and plead... It's so cool!no, it's almost about—"
She put her legs together, her blushing face twisted, and she reached out to cover the hem of her skirt, which was not long.
"Hehe, fortunately no... Anyway, it can still be clamped.
But Ling Fenghua couldn't hear this sentence anymore.
Her consciousness was closed, her eyes were still calm, indifferent to the taunts of the demon general, and her 'soul self' had fallen into an eternal slumber.