412 The Real Devil King (2/2)

He grew from three meters tall to three and a half, and his muscles seemed even more bulging.

Having reduced her armor and her helmet into shrapnel, Liz was protected by nothing but a bikini that the system gave her, and her square shield.

But with intense fighting will bursting out of her eyes, she charged at an unbelievable speed and reached Diablo only half a second later.

Then she roared, ”Shield Charge!”

She stretched her right leg out, pressing her momentum and her weight on the shield.

With a weird noise of wind, the shield was thrown out and hit Diablo's lower abdomen.

It would've hit Diablo's face if Diablo weren't too tall, but the monster was simply too magnificent.

If Liz were a dwarf, the Shield Charge would've merely hit Diablo's foot.

Hit by the powerful Shield Charge, Diablo was blown back to the wall near the cave and half-embedded into the wall.

”This one seems rather weak,” muttered Liz.

Andonara looked at Roland and the rest, lost for words.

By logic, shouldn't they have given a heroic speech before dealing with a devil or a strong enemy?

That was what happened in the knight novels and folklore.

And that was what Diablo did.

However, those Golden Sons didn't act according to the script at all.

Andonara blinked her eyes and stared at Diablo. Having retrieved a piece of ancestral memory, she knew that Diablo couldn't have been beaten by such attacks even though he was enfeebled.

As she expected, Diablo pulled himself out of the wall and wiped his nosebleed, before he grinned hideously and said, ”Human beings… courageous human beings. You're bold enough to attack me. If you had been there a hundred years ago, Phoenix wouldn't have needed to send his son.”

Then, Diablo gazed at Andonara. ”You're not Phoenix, but his descendant? It's been a long time since…”

Then, Roland attacked again.

He cast spells while he retreated, launching incessant Prismatic Sprays that were aimed at Diablo's face.

Vincent and Liz were prepared to attack too.

But at this point, Diablo suddenly burst into rage. ”Little bug, don't interrupt me when I'm talking…”

All of a sudden, Diablo appeared before Roland's face.

It was not a flash, he was simply fast. He crashed all the Prismatic Sprays on the way to Roland.

But he wasn't hurt again this time.

His velocity despite such an enormous body was almost unbelievable.

He extended his right arm and swept. The right arm alone was bigger than Roland.

When it was about to hit Roland, Andonara suddenly appeared before Roland with her sword, helping Roland resist the attack with her sword.

The red right arm with the claw hit the sword, causing a metallic noise.

With the brunt strength pushing on the sword, Andonara couldn't help but fly back.

She was greatly anxious, not because she was wounded but because Roland was behind her.

As a half-Legendary Warrior, she was extremely sturdy and wouldn't be badly hurt, but Roland might not be if she crashed into him.

After all, Roland wasn't very sturdy as a Mage, and he didn't have talents or specializations that increased his vitality or defense.

But he still had his magic shield. He should be fine.

Fearing that she would crash into Roland, Andonara flew backward for three meters but didn't bump into anything.

She regained balance in the air, but then she suddenly saw Roland right behind Diablo.

Roland had flashed away!

Andonara was immediately relieved.

She stabbed her sword into the ground to stabilize herself.

Then, she watched, to her shock, as Diablo simply turned around and swept his right arm again the moment Roland flashed to his back, as if he had eyes at his back.

Caught unprepared, Roland was hit by the arm.

His magic shield glittered and cracked.

Roland, on the other hand, was flung away and broke three trees on his way, before he fell into the weeds.

”Roland!”

Andonara cried out in shock and fury.

Although she knew that a Golden Son wouldn't really die, Andonara was still pained to see Roland being blown away.

Then, she couldn't be more exasperated.

You hit my man! You should die!

As if it sensed her mood, the Hero's sword in her hand ignited into intense flames, which quickly spread out and enshrouded her, creating a fiery blue bird around her that was about to fly away.

The legendary devil, the legendary beast, and the legendary Hero's flames.

The Phoenix flames.

Diablo turned around and looked at Andonara. ”Blood of the traitor, I'm going to drag you back to the Realm of Devils, throw you in Phoenix's face, and then torture you until you die.”

Roaring, Diablo charged at Andonara at an extremely high speed.