Chapter 843 (2/2)

”I'm the king of Yunling. It's not as easy to kill me as it seems.” the ferocious supreme king made a low and gloomy sound from his throat:

”Duke Byrne's running dog, you underestimate me!”

The strong tentacles put more pressure on the sword to make it approach the direction of the demon hunter bit by bit.

”No, I don't mean to underestimate you,” Carl Colin said coldly. ”In fact, I'm ready to die together.”

The confused supreme King opened his eyes and saw the demon hunter suddenly speak:

”Recruits, go --!”

”Yes --!”

When the crisp answer sounded, another shadow came from behind the supreme king.

”What?”

The next moment, the supreme king felt a sudden tightening of his neck - Carl Colin, who had lost his sword, put the shoulder blade of his right arm against the axe blade, hooked his neck with his left hand holding the silver sword, and held them together.

”At this distance, an alchemy bomb is enough to blow two people to ashes - please go to hell with me, your Majesty the supreme king --!”

”Shut up -!!!”

The frightened supreme king suddenly became hysterical. The Tomahawk wrapped by the tentacle on his arm was stuck in Carl Colin's shoulder and bleeding.

Behind them, the determined recruits had rushed into a place within three steps; The ”caster” who raised his left hand, a bright red Rune like fire, floated in the palm of his hand.

High level spell, Turin fire.

The most High King opened his eyes in horror, and the flame dyed everything in his vision white.

”Boom --!!”

The flames burst!

The thunder ripping the air and the burst of fire released seemingly endless power, and the dazzling light will devour the whole group of King's halls in an instant.

The supreme king only had time to feel an unstoppable force, mixed with a temperature enough to melt him from all directions.

Destroy everything, devour everything.

Such a powerful force

Huh?

Wait a minute... If these two guys have such strong cards, why do they have to wait until the end - just in case, make sure they can kill me accurately?

No, no... there's fraud in it!

The supreme king, who was suddenly conscious, opened his eyes and the earth destroying explosion did not devour him and the demon hunter at the same time.

When the fire dispersed, the recruits behind him had long disappeared.

Is it difficult

”The fire of Turin is a cover up... Congratulations, your majesty.” Carl Colin said faintly with cold eyes: ”as you said... I won't place my hope on a recruit who can only be used as bait.”

”Half a step away, you can't dodge!”

The secret silver sleeve sword under the right arm popped up. The demon hunter who had been waiting for a long time suddenly burst up and stabbed the sharp blade into the forehead of the ”former” supreme king.

”Poof --!”

Forehead, bridge of nose, left eye, right eye, mouth... The demon hunter mercilessly and madly stabbed through the high King's head again and again, and then stirred the sharp blade in the skull cavity.

Until he showed no sign of resistance;

Until the dark pupils were gray and had no luster at all;

At the same time, the recruits who had rushed to the outside of the hall hid behind the corridor column, gasping and staring at the end in panic.

Because of the angle of view, he could only see the motionless supreme King running through his head with a sleeve sword by Carl Colin.

succeed?

The real murderer behind the civil war in Yunling Kingdom, the running dog of evil gods, was killed by us... Captain Carl Colin?!

”Puff --!”

A violent noise came and the recruits were shocked.

This, this is

Then he saw Carl Colin's body ”floating” from the ground.

No, it's not floating... It's his chest, pierced by a whole tentacle!

The tip of the bloody tentacle protruded from the back of the demon hunter. The limbs that were no longer struggling fell around the tentacle, and the eyes looked at the shocked recruits.

Empty, dark, without the slightest look

It's like... Dead.

At that moment, the recruit who set foot on the battlefield for the first time, eager for revenge and proving himself... Martin Nilton... Felt like he was completely wrapped by the cold lake.

”Ah, ah, ah, ah!!!!!”

Hysterical cries rang through the whole cloud peak from the king's hall.

”Let me give you a little hint.”

The ”former” supreme king, whose head was pierced by the sleeve sword and torn into a mass of rotten meat, turned slowly, and countless small tentacles poured out from the wounds of the skull cavity, eyes and auricles, making his ”expression” more and more strange.

If what that face shows... Really can be called an expression.

”Just beheading... Doesn't kill me.”

With a flick of his tentacle, Carl Colin collapsed to the ground, and the viscous plasma gradually overflowed under him.

”I killed you!!!!!”

With the roar of the recruits, a tentacle tore open the smoke in the king's palace and attacked him.

The light of the sword flashed, and the recruits who instinctively raised the silver sword could cut off their tentacles before they were pierced; The backhand sword stopped in mid air.

He was stiff and could not move like a prey targeted by a fierce beast.

I'll die... I can't escape... Even Carl Colin has been killed, and I'm sure

Yes, you can't run, no... you can't run

I, I want revenge

Yes, I want revenge... Revenge -!!!!

The trembling left hand opened like a machine bit by bit, pressed heavily on the ground, resolutely looked at the ferocious supreme king, and whispered at the corners of his mouth:

”High order curse...”

”... a dream of silence.”