Fang Zhou, why do people say I am a succubus?

Purgatory blocked the Sarkaz army's escape route, and the exposed Originium crystal clusters were exposed to everyone's sight.

At a certain moment, Chen Zhou pressed hard.

Boom boom boom!

The stars are coming!

The thorny Originium continent crashed into the ground.

The elite warrior's eyeballs popped, and with a barely perceptible sound of bones cracking, his skull collapsed and turned into meat paste along with his body.

The arrogant warlock squashed uncontrollably, his eyes white with deathly whites, melting into the warm blood.

The armored warrior known as the Iron Pagoda burst like a watermelon, with juice flowing out from the cracks in his armor.

Ninety percent of the ten thousand Sarkaz soldiers were killed by the mighty power of the Originium Continent.

The remaining part, led by Originium artists skilled in earth and stone, drilled deep into the soil.

After the Originium Continent crushed the Sarkaz soldiers, loud explosions continued to sound one after another.

It was the deaths of those Originium artists that activated the Originium on the battlefield, triggering a series of explosions...

Originium dust spread throughout the sky and earth.

At the edge of the battlefield, countless spectators fell into dead silence.

Only Chen Zhou paused in consciousness for a moment and saw the two prompts that the progress bar of "Ruthless Authority" was full.

Yes, in just this one battle, I gained two abilities.

He slowly shifted his gaze towards the Blood Demon Lord, whose expression remained unchanged. "You don't seem sad?"

Generally speaking, normal people will feel sympathy for their own kind, but the Blood Demon Lord obviously does not.

"They are blessed by me and will not die."

The Blood Demon Lord stretched out his hand to cut Chen Zhou's skin, but was blocked by the Armament Haki.

"There's a huge difference between a living person and a mindless worm."

Looking at the disgusting tentacles crawling out of the corpse, even though he was a slaughterer, Chen Zhou still felt extremely disgusted with the Blood Demon Lord.

He stopped fighting with the other party and raised his right hand high. The breath of the kings came as a response, and the brilliant light of the sky suppressed all the source stone dust.

"Die, worm."

Chapter 77: The Day the Broken Sword Was Reforged

"The Breath of Kings? Aslan's greatest treasure?"

The Blood Demon Lord took a quick glance, feeling no sense of danger.

Especially after noticing that the Breath of Kings was still broken, he laughed out loud:

"It's just a rumored longsword that can restrain natural disasters, and it's even broken. Back then, I slew giant beasts with my own hands and dethroned a demon king. You four-legged reptile, who do you think you are? How dare you draw a knife and swing a sword in front of me?"

Chen Zhou listened calmly to the madness of the Blood Demon Lord, pointing to the Breath of the Kings in the sky, which gradually climbed up with a layer of blue fire.

"Should I praise you?" Chen Zhou looked at him.

The Blood Demon Lord's face flushed with frustration. The other party's cold eyes were like looking at a child who had grown up during his rebellious period, condescending and full of disgust.

At the same time, he also noticed the raging flames attached to the Breath of Kings, and his expression changed slightly.

This fire was deeper than the one that had just spread across the battlefield.

The dark blue flame that seemed to come from hell made him instinctively feel a sense of danger.

That was the most primitive and purest desire to devour.

However, he still managed to threaten: "I admit that I underestimated you."

The Blood Demon Lord stretched out his hand, and the blood energy scattered by the explosion turned into trickles of air and slowly gathered.

Forged a bewitching scarlet swift sword.

As the blood sword appeared, everyone's blood circulation stagnated and they fell into unspeakable pain.

He pointed his sword at Chen Zhou, "But so what? Do you want to test the sharpness of my sword?"

"Noisy!"

The original flame rises on this national sword.

Blood and energy roamed around the battlefield like a circle. Chen Zhou held up the national sword, in full view of everyone. He relied on the national weapon outside and the fire spirit inside - the breath of the kings was filled and perfected by flames!

Reforged the Broken Sword!

Drakkflame has reshaped this sword!

Chen Zhou just waved his hand, and the dense army of worms on the battlefield was wiped out, and the blood and tentacles were purified by the flames of hell.

The Grand Lord's Gift and the Sarkaz Descendants Warriors all disappeared!

Sensing the new breath of death from the sword, the Blood Demon Lord's calm face finally turned pale.

The Sword of Guardian has gained the power of devouring...

Not to mention him, even Tracy, who rushed over, stared at the scene with wide eyes.

The blood and energy were devoured by it, and the worms melted away bit by bit. Those who knew the power of the Blood Demon Lord seemed to have lost the ability to speak and were immersed in extreme shock.

Theresa opened her beautiful eyes wide, a little absent-minded.

"My ancestral sword..." The King of Advancement looked at the national sword that he held and played with as a child, which gradually turned into the shape of a red dragon, and felt very complicated.

"The broken sword is reforged." Kaister came back to his senses from the fierce battle between the two sides, feeling a little bit unbelievable.

The most incredible thing is that the Blood Demon Lord faced this sword head-on.

His first reaction was to call upon the drop of blood in his body.

Unfortunately, although his reaction was quick, it was not as fast as Chen Zhou's sword.

laugh!

Chen Zhou chopped off the Blood Demon Lord's dog head with one sword.

Although Dukare's blood could flow backwards, he was confused and his thinking was disturbed for the first time by the devouring.

"Sure enough, blood is the strongest, hahahaha." The head laughed wildly.

Chen Zhou looked down from above and chopped off the composite head again. "Fool, this sword of mine is cutting off your wisdom."

His head was aching so much that it was hissing. His eyes widened when he heard that. His usual elegance had been replaced by a ferocious look.

Only then did he realize one thing - he seemed to have forgotten what he was going to do just now.

Chen Zhou smiled. "You've always been so sure you can win because you've thought of every trick I can use. The Death Scythe is useless, the Stone Winged Demon is useless, and anything that can't kill you with a hammer only makes you stronger."

"Even if the Originium explodes, it won't help. Your unique Originium skills can resist the effects of the Originium on your body. Not even Tracy can cure you. He has too much burden on his shoulders to bother with you."

"You learn to walk at the age of three, and you learn to keep your mouth shut for the rest of your life. I've shown you too much kindness, Sarkaz. It's time I showed you my ruthless side. You're the kind who fear power but not virtue."

The Blood Demon Lord lost his rationality, and naturally, his elegance and composure. He looked behind him and saw the figure he hated. He shouted without restraint:

"Tracy, save me!"

Chen Zhou raised his head and saw the familiar friend.

Then he smiled and swung his sword again in front of Tracys.

With this sword, the Blood Demon Lord's skull collapsed on the spot. Although it was still trying to piece itself together, the speed was extremely slow. He had already realized that this was his last chance of resurrection.

The Blood Demon Lord struggled hard. He was unwilling to die under Chen Zhou's sword.

Are you kidding me? I'm the Red Monarch! I'm on par with the six Sarkaz heroes!

However, no matter how he struggled, he could not escape the flames burning his blood.

Chen Zhou glanced at Tracy who was about to arrive and thought for a moment. He threw it hard, and the Breath of Kings floated to the central area between the old logistics area and the Duke of Wellington. The protective power it emitted immediately enveloped both sides.

In the old logistics area, Percival seemed to be leading Brother Red Knife and others to collect the infected people.

He let go of the sword!

A glimmer of hope appeared in the eyes of the Blood Demon Lord.

"Don't get me wrong, the Breath of Kings kills efficiently, but it's not satisfying enough, and it doesn't have enough deterrent power."

In order to reverse the Sarkaz's stereotype of him, Chen Zhou raised his hand to summon the Grim Reaper's Scythe, transforming it into a circular saw.

With a thought, the flames of death immediately covered the circular saw.

The sharp sound of a chainsaw.

The extinct blue flame.

The kind dragon smiled.

Draco stood proudly in a sea of ​​corpses and blood, holding the killer chainsaw high, eager to rip open the belly.

Chen Zhou, who is not covered with a speck of dust, is so bright and so brutal.

The scene before him made him stunned.

This undisguised murderous aura is even more Sarkaz-like than that of the Sarkaz.

"Can this thing kill me?" The Blood Demon Lord trembled.

"you guess."

Chen Zhou grinned and stuffed the circular saw into the Blood Demon Lord's mouth.

"Chen Zhou, stop it. We can discuss everything!"

Tracy shouted angrily.

Of course Chen Zhou ignored him, but instead activated the circular saw in front of him.

"I'm sure to take down the Blood Demon Lord. Even the Regent can't stop him. I say that!"

hum!

Blood splattered on his face, adding a touch of madness. The red dragon standing on the corpse manipulated the circular saw, smashing the blood demon's mouth, cutting his brain along the upper jaw, and the bones and muscles trembled as they were stirred.

When Tracy saw that Chen Zhou was so disrespectful to him, he was stunned for a moment, and then he became as quiet as water.

"Are you going to fight to the death?"

After all, he is the regent. It is impossible for Tracys to sit down and reason with Chen Zhou in front of the Sarkaz army. He also has a face to maintain.

He simply reached out and drew his sword.

As one of the six heroes of Sarkaz, there is no need to say much about Tracy's swordsmanship.

However, Chen Zhou was no less capable, dragging the Blood Demon Lord, who looked like a dead dog, out of Tracy's shadow.

"Huh, what a small skill."

He was about to turn around and strike back when a whisper sounded in his ears. Tracy's body stiffened and his eyes widened instantly.

He grabbed Chen Zhou's collar tightly and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

Chapter 78: The war worsens, and all parties are in turmoil

Chen Zhou slowly cut the Blood Demon Lord's scalp, then smiled at Tracys, "What do you think?"

Tracy's expression changed several times. "Can you really save Theresa completely?"

Chen Zhou looked at him with interest. As Terra's top stress-resistant king, Big Te killed Little Te once, and now he gave him the right to resurrect. It was indeed cruel.

Da Te was indeed in inner torment.

It would have been fine if the Blood Demon Lord had died, but Chen Zhou threw out another bait - to solve Theresa's soul problem.

But the soul is the area where the pardoner excels.

Tracy looked back towards the Shard.

There, influenced by the souls, Theresa suffered constant pain.

At once, he thought of many things.