Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

In order to forcibly break through Nightingale's spell cage, Quesatusta increased his sprint speed, and hideous bone spurs quickly grew on his right shoulder.

The huge body was like a small mountain, slamming hard into the seemingly thin barrier, causing ripples.

The terrifying recoil force caused Quesatusta to take several steps back.

"Damn cage, even spells can't be used?" Seeing that direct impact had no effect, Quesatusta tried to cast a spell to break through the barrier, but found that all the spells he knew could not be used.

The container that was originally designed to trap Black Crown ended up becoming a cage that trapped himself.

Kuisatushta was extremely angry about this. He clenched his right fist and hit the magic barrier with all his strength.

Under his continuous attacks, a slight crack finally appeared in the magic barrier.

Nightingale, who was holding a staff outside the battlefield to maintain the spell, was also affected and her face turned pale. This was the first time she used a high-intensity spell cage on such a large scale.

The fierce attack from within instantly increased the burden on her spellcasting, causing a flaw to appear for a moment.

Fortunately, his mission was just to delay Quesatusta who wanted to escape again, and the rest could be left to Shining and Roy.

Before Quesatusta could be happy when he saw the barrier crack, a bone-piercing chill quickly struck him from behind, heading straight for his fatal neck.

Under the threat of death, Quesatusta subconsciously wrapped his arms with the exoskeleton to protect his neck.

The sharp sword blade hit the hard bone, making a crisp cracking sound.

The white exoskeleton was ruthlessly shattered, followed by the scales. Fortunately, they successfully blocked the advance of the sword, preventing the arm from being cut off directly.

Just as Quesatusta blocked the attack from the Shining, a sound of breaking air came from the other side. The speed was so fast that he had no time to defend himself and could only passively take the hit.

Roy kicked with great force, hitting the relatively soft abdomen of Quesatusta, who had transformed into a monster.

The scales on it cracked in a large area, and the body flew out backwards, rolling on the ground for several times, leaving a glaring blood mark.

"Ahem...Demon King, we have no grudges against each other, why are you trying to kill us all..."

Kwisatusta, who was kicked to the ground, propped himself up and started coughing violently. A large amount of blood mixed with internal organs spewed out of his mouth.

It looked like the internal organs were severely damaged, but considering the Chimaera's terrifying vitality, Roy didn't believe that Quesatushta was seriously injured.

"What you did disgusts me. I come here to kill you because I don't like it." Roy's light words decided the life and death of Quesatusta.

"What have I done? Everything I have done is to allow the Sarkaz to completely cleanse their eternal sins and make them the most powerful race on Terra once again."

"The land beneath our feet was once called Kazdel. The Sarkaz are the masters of this land. I want to recreate it all. What have I done wrong!!!"

"Don't blame me, Devil King Roy!!! You don't understand anything."

Quisatusta roared and stood up again. The cracked scales on his body recovered as if they were new, his muscles swelled again, and his beast head became even more ferocious.

He seemed to be corroded by the bloodthirsty animality in his veins, and his eyes were filled with madness.

Seeing him charging directly towards him, Roy casually stuck his sword into the ground and pulled with both hands.

Dense black silk threads appeared out of thin air and bound Quesatusta in place.

The harder the body struggled, the tighter the silk thread became, and the friction between the silk thread and the scales made a harsh sound that made one's teeth ache.

Roy moved his wrists as he approached the immobile Quesatusta.

"Since you said that everything you did was for the Sarkaz people, have you brought even a little bit of change to the Sarkaz people who are suffering in the war?"

"He hid in Victoria, enjoying a noble and luxurious life. He claimed that he was doing it for the good of the Sarkaz, but he used the Sarkaz as experiments and plotted to usurp the crown."

"You just want to satisfy your twisted and inflated desire for power, and you ruthlessly trample on the corpses of others to pave the way to your throne."

"People like you don't deserve this crown at all."

Roy punched Quesatushta in the face, blood splattered everywhere, and two fangs flew out.

"Tsk, you're so shameless..." Roy spat on the ground and shook his hands.

"Roar~~~" Quesatusta felt pain and roared to the sky.

"Why are you yelling? It's so noisy." Roy jumped high and elbowed Quesatusta so that he could no longer yell.

"Shining, the rest is up to you." After venting his anger, Roy took out a silk scarf to wipe his hands and waved for Nightingale to come over.

Nightingale saw Roy waving at her, stopped the spell, lifted her skirt and trotted over.

Shining didn't want to have any physical contact with the monster in front of her, so she came in front of Quesatusta and swung her sword to cut off his thick arms, and then his legs.

Just as she was about to drive the blade into the monster's heart, ending his life once and for all.

With only his head left, Quesatusta suddenly raised his head with a strange smile on his face, and opened his mouth to whisper a spell.

The pale soul fire instantly enveloped him, transforming him into a human-shaped torch, and the dark spell threads began to melt.

Without the suppression of Nightingale's spell, Quesatusta successfully cast the spell.

He first undid the seal that the Shining had placed on Liz's memory, and then used the Soul Fire to remove the restraints on his body.

Only by causing chaos will he have a chance to escape.

The severed limbs grew back from the incisions, the back muscles kept wriggling, and a pair of wings were about to take shape.

Nightingale was trotting, unaware that she had become the target of Quesatusta, and she was still wearing the amulet Roy gave her.

The invisible soul spell was easily blocked by the pendant that carried the blessing of the Sarkaz souls and had no effect on Nightingale.

Quisatusta found that his spell had no effect on the "container" and quickly changed his target to the Shining closest to him.

Before he could cast another spell, Shining's sword pierced his throat. The Chimaera beast brought powerful vitality to Quesatusta, so he did not die immediately.

The blood gushing out of the wound flowed back into the body, and the muscles squirmed to try to repair the huge wound.

Shining drew out his sword, bringing out a large amount of smelly blood, and stabbed out again, this time aiming at the heart.

"No, I have to escape... If I continue like this, I will die..." The newly formed wings flapped vigorously, and the fire of the soul ignited again, turning into a sea of fire and pounced forward.

Kuisatushta hoped to take off and escape from here with the cover of the sea of fire.

Unfortunately, he forgot one thing, the Demon King Roy never took action.

A pitch-black sword broke through the sea of fire and pierced through the chest of Quesatusta who had just left the ground, nailing him to the ground.

The terrifying weight made Quesatusta unable to move, not even a finger.

The fear brought by death enveloped my whole body, my muscles were trembling, my will was wavering, and my soul was shaking.

It was not until now that he deeply realized that the devil had actually been playing with him, just like a hunter playing with his prey.

Kwisatusta had done this kind of thing countless times.

Every time, he is the hunter, playing with his prey at will, such as Quisasina's mother, Quisasina, and the "Container"...

Unexpectedly, the prey became the hunter, and he himself became the prey, waiting for death to come.

Fate is so outrageous and tragic...

Shining wiped the blood that splashed on his face. Nightingale also stood beside Roy and looked at Quesatusta lying on the ground with a calm expression.

There was no trace of anger on their faces, only relief at being free.

The pure white blade was raised high by Shining, and without any hindrance, it pierced the monster's still beating heart.

"Puff!!!" Like a balloon filled with water being punctured, Quesatusta's life was rapidly fading away along with the continuous flow of blood.

The white-horned demon king, Quesatusta, once again died at the hands of his own relatives.

"Quisasina, my dear sister, I will wait for you in hell..."