Era of Heroic Spirits: I Can Simulate Infinite Possibilities

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Chapter 279 One-hit kill, what else can be done? (1/2)

The Demon King was devastated at that moment.

The Demon King and the Hero were supposed to be sworn enemies. The demon race and humans had been fighting for countless years, and there were several times when the Hero was almost defeated by the Demon King.

It was thinking that the hero might be very strong, but it might not be without the ability to fight back.

How I feel right now...

It's like a boxing match. You think your opponent is Tyson, and you're thinking you have to give it your all and not back down without a fight.

As a result, when you step into the ring, Tyson tells you that he is actually just the referee, and a guy next to you takes off his robe. You look closely and realize that this guy is Taro.

Or to put it another way, imagine the Demon King is at level 10,000, while El is only level 10!

I thought to myself, "What a noob!" and felt like I had the game in the bag. Then someone told me that the exclamation mark wasn't an interjection.

Come on, tell me, how do we play this round?

Given the exaggerated strength El displayed, the Demon King even had a thought: why not give up the Demon King's position and the throne of the Demon race?

Brave one, come and sit down.

You're telling me you're human? Are you really human?

In another battle against El, perhaps due to the wear and tear from too many collisions, its demonic blade was broken by the holy sword.

Before the new demonic sword was forged, El delivered another straight kick, pressing his foot into its chest and sending the demon king flying hundreds of meters away.

He rolled on the ground repeatedly, leaving a footprint on his armor, which was about to crack.

Despite his painful struggle to open and close his eyes, the Demon King managed to stand up, raising his arms to block El's approaching punch.

What exactly are you?

"Isn't it obvious? The hero of humanity, an ordinary country boy, a completely ordinary person."

Demon King: ...

It was pondering whether El wanted to redefine what constitutes an ordinary person.

Come on, translate this for me, you translate what it means to be an ordinary person like him?!

If the current circumstances allowed, it would ask, "Is it possible to reconcile?"

There's no need to face an opponent you can't win against.

"But now there's no escaping it. I have no other way but to fight."

"Splash..."

With another burst of power, the already cracked armor shattered completely.

Black fragments were scattered all over the ground, revealing the Demon King's seemingly unharmed body.

"Your self-healing ability is quite impressive. Is this your talent, or perhaps the power of the Demon King?"

With one hand blocking a sudden punch from the Demon King, El still had the strength to curiously study the Demon King's abilities.

As for the Demon King, who failed in his first attack, he used the reaction force to create distance, accelerated the moment his feet touched the ground, and clenched his fists to launch a series of high-intensity punches at El.

"Ora ora ora..."

"Wood big wood big wood big..."

Without using the holy sword, he simply raised his left hand to defend against the Demon King's attacks from both hands.

El was getting a little bored. If his opponent couldn't show anything more, then the battle should end.

"!"

For a very brief moment, because of El's thoughts, which revealed the aura of a demon predator, the Demon King subconsciously stopped attacking and retreated continuously.

"What happened? That feeling just now, just the aura made me feel like I was going to die?"

No, it might not just be death; it could be an ending far worse than death. Is this guy still hiding?

The Demon King clearly sensed that the aura was like the natural enemy of the demon race, an opponent that the demon race could never defeat.

"Hero, are you truly a hero?"

Sweat beaded on his forehead. Even though the clouds in the sky had been scattered by the meteorite and the sun was shining brightly, the Demon King felt a chill run through his body.

In its eyes, El's human appearance seemed to be disintegrating, breaking and twisting, turning into some kind of bizarre existence that was impossible to look at and incomprehensible.

"Of course I'm the hero. I'm actually curious, are you really the Demon King?"