Dress up as the devil and bring some shock to the other world.

Li Wei was particularly pleased to see the brand-new version of Lionheart.

This is what is meant by subordinates being like cattle and horses.

He touched him and opened this part.

Even if the value given is completely disproportionate to the value received, a small favor from the boss can make someone extremely grateful.

If you do not abandon this area...

If the boss fails in his business someday, he'll tearfully recount all those past events.

In summary.

The ox and the horse, and the boss, are truly a pair of star-crossed lovers, so tragic it brings tears to my eyes... *sobs*

Then, the Lionheart, now imbued with immense power, raised his arms and exclaimed, "Power! Power! My power has returned!"

I have everything I need now!

"Thank you, family!"

The Knights of the Round Table elevated Lionheart to a new level; a single shot could take down several of the original Demon Lords—it was incredibly satisfying.

At the same time, since this power comes from his former siblings, he can use it with complete ease and natural skill.

Waaagh!! His expression grew brighter, a long-dormant fighting spirit surged within him, and he had never been so excited.

To encounter such an opponent here.

Heaven took pity on us; it was fate.

"Alright, very well. Since you're so insistent, I won't hold back anymore."

The Demon Furnace spewed forth towering black smoke.

Amidst the billowing smoke, the craftsmen and their servants were relentlessly exploited by the mechanical priest, their cries of agony echoing through the air.

The artisans, exploited as mere laborers, worked tirelessly through forging processes such as mining, smelting, shaping, quenching, and polishing, successfully creating a weapon that met Waaagh's (waaagh's) desired specifications.

A giant club with nail heads!

Rough, savage, and a weapon that perfectly embodies the aesthetics of violence!

Although it appeared ordinary and simple compared to Lionheart's holy sword, Lionheart felt the terrifying power it conveyed.

Don't underestimate the enemy.

"The Lionheart suddenly asked."

Do I have any other plans?

Li Wei/Demon King's voice quickly reached us.

"Kill waaagh!!!"

King Lionheart nodded with a satisfied smile.

"That's good."

She smiled with relief.

Dressed in luxurious attire, she is the perfect leader.

And if you take it off... you'll be put in a dark room.

Waaagh!! He waved his hand, signaling Lionheart to attack.

So arrogant?

Fine.

A chilling collision followed immediately. Almost instantly, the two five-star hero cards collided, unleashing a terrifying shockwave.

The dark seawater beneath their feet was instantly parted, transforming into two astonishing waves that crashed to either side.

Behemoth wanted to come and help, but it was tightly entangled by the landlady's vines, and the uncomfortably muttering words it made rang out again. At the same time, the first Demon King descended from the sky wielding his blood-red giant axe.

He made a chopping motion.

"Don't disturb them!"

She wasn't sure what her feelings for Richard the Lionheart were; they were enemies, just on different sides... or perhaps more like friends.

That should all be in the past now.

She already understood, as they were of one mind.

It's time to say goodbye to Lionheart.

Let the past turn to dust.

"Your opponent is me!"

Compared to Behemoth, the first Demon Lord seemed like that little girl, but the little girl... she was strong.

A slash nearly split Behemoth's head open, and with the help of the landlady, even Behemoth's prized regenerative abilities were rendered ineffective.

However, Behemoth only lost a tiny amount of health.

That's enough, as long as you don't disturb them.

Waaagh and Lionheart fought fiercely, both of them entering a state of complete absorption, each move aimed at killing the other, but all were neutralized.

Unbeknownst to them, scars began to appear on their bodies.

It seems to be a close contest...

Suddenly.

Lionheart silently reached for his chest.

next moment.

Suddenly, he pulled out a beautiful little knife and stabbed it towards waaagh's abdomen.

Lionheart's greatsword does not harm the old or the young.

But she also had a small knife.

It's obvious, wow!!! I never expected the other side to pull off such a slick move.

"Grass?!"

Lionheart said he was forced to train like that.

The people who wanted to assassinate her could have lined up from one end of the royal city to the other.

It was this small knife that pierced waaagh's abdomen, where he was caught off guard!

Chi!

Blood spilled.

He gave a disdainful laugh, and that was it... He quickly stopped laughing.

It's been poisoned!

The proprietress raised an eyebrow.

I am undoubtedly the best support player in the entire game.

The Lord of Burning Souls wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Who exactly is the villain?!

Why is your place so dirty!

The foreign liberators, despite their best efforts, could not defeat the local bullies.

Following Livy's declaration that "victory is achieved by any means necessary."

The Lord of Burning Souls wore a special robe.

Damn it, everyone forgot that this guy is the demon king here.

Evil can manifest as righteousness, and righteousness can manifest as evil.

"Is that all?"

"The Lord of Burning Souls said with a smile."

Li Wei nodded in confusion, "They've all been poisoned, it's not just..."

Li Wei suddenly stopped talking because he saw...waaagh!! In the instant he realized he had been poisoned, he reached out and grabbed the spot where he had been stabbed.

Tear it apart!

It was torn out, skin and flesh together.

At the same time, the heart beats, powerfully gushing out the poisonous blood.

Their determination was exactly the same.

This embodies Li Wei's declaration that "victory requires any means necessary."

The Lord of Burning Souls said:

"The reason I approve of you is... because you have faith."

A person without faith, no matter how strong, is nothing more than a walking corpse, while having faith... even in the lowest point, you still have the power to rise.

And demons possess the same.

Just like the fighting spirit of the Snake Queen.

Just like the evolution of a single-celled organism, such as the devourer.

Just like waaagh!! A surging desire for destruction.

Or, as the Lord of Burning Souls might say: "Conquest belongs to me."

The Lord of Burning Souls looked at him and said, "A civilization I encountered in the past."

"They call it their coming-of-age ceremony."

“They are all part of a civilized coming-of-age ceremony.” Li Wei nodded. “A good title.”

When the Lionheart witnessed waaagh!!'s insane behavior, she couldn't help but shout, "You've got more guts than me!"

The first Demon King, realizing he was being targeted, was enraged: "You son of a bitch!"

Lionheart laughed loudly, "Continue!"

The Knights of the Round Table each had their own unique skills.

Perhaps it was fate.

They came from diverse backgrounds: some were nobles, some were commoners, farmers, and even slaves...

But in the end, he stood beside Lionheart.

They became the most powerful in their respective fields, and there was no repetition.

They were all at the very top of their professions.

First seat.

骑士！

The holy sword in the hands of the Lionheart King transformed into a spear weighing a thousand pounds.

An image of a knight appeared in the Lionheart's eyes, holding a lance alongside her.

It dissipated as it was thrust out!

The powerful blow was blocked by the waaagh!! mace.

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the nail-headed club.

"Come again!"

Second seat.

warrior!

The thrusting spear transformed into a heavy sword, and taking advantage of the momentum, he moved in a circular motion, his waist spinning... and the heavy sword swept across!

A cracking sound came from inside the spiked club.

Waaagh!! staggered, his hands and feet going numb, and at that moment, the heavy sword transformed into a spiked hammer.

It came crashing down on him!

Waaagh! !! !! Defend with arm armor.

boom!

Arm armor shattered! Flesh and skin were torn apart!

"It's not over yet!"

Third and fourth!

Assassin, dual swordsman!

A dagger appeared in his left hand, and a thin sword materialized in his right.

A fierce offensive came crashing down on them.

It was almost like dancing out a blur.

The two illusions vanished from Lionheart's eyes.

Never again.

And the weapon in his hand changed again.

Blacksmith!

The heavy hammer slammed down on waaagh's chest!

Just when waaagh!! was overwhelmed and wanted to retreat and catch his breath.

Court Swordsman!

The heavy hammer instantly transformed into a long, thin, straight rapier, resembling a long nail!

Thrust out!

Pierce through waaagh!! !! !! !! !! !!

A sizzling sound suddenly came from the wound; it was the sound of burning and corrosion.

Alchemist... a poison that can dissolve flesh and blood!

Taking this opportunity, Lionheart stepped forward to close the distance between them.

It was only half a step away.

"There was a mage who knew many high-level spells."

The ancestors of the Blazing Fire Clan, one of the four great mage families in the Royal City.

His favorite magic is...

The rapier pierced waaagh's body and dissipated, transforming into a wooden staff with black, carbonized patterns resembling burning flames.

"Fireball."

boom!

A terrifying burst of flame erupted between the two men.

At such a distance, even with waaagh!!'s incredible speed, it would be difficult to avoid.

Ninth Seat...Heavy Armor Warrior!

Although Lionheart was blown away by the explosion's flames after he promptly transformed his staff into a shield, the shield blocked most of the damage.

It was just a minor internal injury...

But waaagh!! is different; he took full responsibility for the damage.

He looked as if he had just emerged from an alchemy furnace, his entire body charred black.

It smells delicious.

The Lionheart had no intention of giving him a chance to catch his breath.

He is reaching his limit.

The tenth seat.

Elf... bard!

Outside of the card game.

Inside the front-line camp fighting the demons, a bard suddenly turned around.

A long-lost acquaintance called out to him.

In an instant, he understood many things.

An old friend is about to set sail again.

Then the melodious ballads that sang the epic began to play.

————Northlands, my heart’s own home.

As the song began, King Lionheart received a plethora of damage-boosting buffs that filled his status bar!

Lionheart was not proficient in the skills of the Knights of the Round Table, but when it came to training heroes for the final... he firmly believed he could win.

Eleventh seat.

Archer.

Wang Mian drew his giant bow to its fullest extent.

A lament sung by the moon's bow, a battle dance that captivates the city!

Like a shooting star falling.

The moonlight enveloped everything, and from within it, arrows like shooting stars pierced waaagh's chest, pinning him to the surface of the sea.

His body slowly slid down from it.

King Lionheart was panting heavily.

His armor had lost its luster and become dull, with only the faint glow of the kingdom's emblem on his chest, near his heart, rising and falling with the rhythm of his heartbeat.

it's over...

Lionheart shook his head regretfully.

Waaagh!! It was already stained with blood, yet it grinned wide open.

Laughing...laughing hysterically.

"that is it?"

"Come! Use all your strength, all your power!"

"kill me!"

"If you can't, then I'll kill you!"

It's either you or me who die, or...

perish together.

waaagh！ ！ ！ will no longer be retained.

There are so many surprises here!

He was heartbroken and jealous when the Snake Queen died.

She would only fight him when the Snake Queen got impatient.

He was envious when she died.

How wonderful, she has had the death she had always dreamed of.

just now.

I'm going to have one too!

Waaagh!! The heart is pounding under overload.

Every muscle in the body burst open.

Countless veins swelled.

His body had grown larger, and as a result, a large amount of blood gushed from his wound.

He doesn't intend to live anymore.

He was determined to fight with his last ounce of strength.

With this.

Death is the end of oneself.

And respect for one's opponent.

"You can still keep him, right?" Li Wei nodded.

The Lord of Burning Souls nodded.

just now.

He drew a card.

A magic card—Break Limits.

It forcibly increases the attributes of the target object, but the effect is short-lived and may result in a period of weakness.

However, he doesn't intend to use it.

He showed it to Li Wei.

And the next second.

He tore up the card.

"Look, your cards, one after another, are exceeding the limits."

"And I'm actually going to use a ridiculous magic card."

The Lord of Burning Souls paused for a moment, then said, "Li Wei."

"I saw..."

"What did you see?" Li Wei frowned.

The Lord of Burning Souls saw a scene from a very distant past: "They were all dead, only he remained."

"But he is still alive, and he has lived to this day."

Li Wei asked, "Was he a pioneer?"

The Lord of Burning Souls responded, "Perhaps."

Li Wei asked again, "Does he hate himself?"

Master Fenji: "He wanted to make himself less annoying."

The Lord of Burning Silence watched the card game.

"waaagh!!! If that's what they're looking forward to, then let's meet their expectations."

Li Wei paused for a moment, then said, "Unfortunately, there's no possibility of reconciliation between us."

"Perhaps there is?" the Burning Soul Master countered.

"I don't want to become so hateful," Li Wei told us.

"Livi!" King Lionheart suddenly shouted, "Win!"

Li Wei/Demon King: "Okay."

King Richard the Lionheart laughed heartily.

No regrets.

That's it.

The national emblem at the heart of the emblem radiates light.

Queen of Belzegu.

He took her hand.

The Lionheart complained bitterly: "You were the first to die back then."

"Okay, then I'll go."

King Lionheart quickly pleaded, "I was wrong!"

"Ah."

Who's shouting louder than me late at night?

Who was it that went out by leaning against the wall during the day?

And who was it that cried like a young widow at a grave when I was about to die?

So they linked arms.

More powerful than Lionheart, and belonging to the same class...

The twelfth seat at the round table.

Swordsman!

The holy sword burst forth with an unprecedentedly dazzling light.

The first Demon King couldn't bear to look back.

What the hell.

Are you really going?

Can you please not leave...?

How about we catch up again...?

I want to fight you again...

Don't...

The Lionheart suddenly looked at her.

"Old friend."

"We are walking in winter."

"spring."

"They'll come, they definitely will come, someone has promised us."

"Hahaha!"

The radiance stood on the sea.

waaagh charged forward, bathed in the dazzling light.

His skin and flesh were completely destroyed.

Half of their bodies were reduced to mere skeletons.

He came before the Lionheart.

The spiked club has disappeared.

Using their most primal flesh and blood, with their fists.

It pierced the heart of the Lionheart.

They smashed the heart of the Lionheart.

Lionheart did not dodge.

The holy sword held tightly.

Towards waaagh!! !! neck.

Wave it away.

Death came to them as promised.

At the card table.

The two five-star hero cards gradually dissipated and eventually disappeared, leaving nothing behind.

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