The 7th Witch

On Sunday, July 7th, 777, in the world of Himlear, a rural noble family welcomed their seventh child—a seemingly ordinary girl who, from birth, appeared to have an indissoluble bond with the number...

Chapter 545: Battle on the Coast

With the death of a relatively weak upper-level demon.

The balance of victory began to slide rapidly towards the coalition forces.

Soon, the second Fallen appeared.

Then.

"Damn it! I came here to earn a huge reward. Who wants to die in a place like this?"

The first upper demon to escape appeared.

"Asshole, stop right there!"

"I don't want to fight anymore. I quit. I want to go back to the demon world!"

"Yeah, how can we possibly win? If you want to die, go ahead and die!"

The appearance of the first escapee triggered a chain reaction, and the second escapee quickly responded and followed suit.

Then the third one...

"Damn human, just wait. The next time we meet, I, Lord Babrak, will make sure you know what death is!"

"Assholes! You assholes! Stop right there!"

The only demon general tried to stop these upper demons from escaping, but no matter how furious he was, he was unable to overcome the others' fear of death.

From then on, the war situation completely collapsed.

“…Damn it!”

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the demon general glanced at the battle in the distance with annoyance.

I also had the idea of ​​giving up.

However, he realized it too late.

Before he could put that idea into action, many S-level experts had completely surrounded him.

“… …”

He looked around at the people surrounding him in silence.

The other higher-level demons are either dead or have escaped here.

He was the only one left.

Damn it...

He gritted his teeth and covered the broken wound on his arm.

If I hadn't been injured, I would have had a chance to escape...

... ...

"You guys... surprised me."

Aqin said indifferently.

Around him, although the auras of Irus and the other two were fluctuating, it was obvious that they still retained sufficient fighting capabilities.

trouble... ...

Aqin frowned for the first time.

Originally, he thought that it would be difficult to deal with the old man whose strength was very close to theirs.

But I didn't expect there were only two people left.

That elf was like an immortal being; no matter how serious the injury was, it could recover quickly.

Although the swordsman was the weakest among the three, he could always somehow avoid his attacks.

"... ...trouble."

He sighed again.

A hint of cruelty suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that I can't take you down without paying a little price."

"Watch out! This guy's next attack is going to be bad-!"

Alante reminded quickly.

"Irus, especially you, don't take it head-on, or you'll be killed instantly!"

"? What nonsense are you talking about? You should be the one who gets killed instantly!"

Boom——!

It seemed as if a dark sun rose in the sky.

The three of them were stunned.

"this... ..."

"It seems something is really wrong."