Chapter 29: Fighting with the Combat Priest

The formation of a new school of priests took Saint Shatti a long time. She needed to expend energy to maintain the "God's Grace" to restrain the right hand of the Demon King.

A. Godola was weakened, but Saint Shatti was not necessarily much better. The right hand of the Demon King needed to be suppressed. She could not use all her strength to fight Dora, because once such a curse spread, it would be enough to turn Naluen, known as the "City of God's Grace", into a dead place, and it would be enough to turn the Starfall Plateau into a barren land.

After all, this right hand has lost control. Unlike the past when it grew on the body of the Demon King, the Demon King would control his own power and not let this power leak out. After this hand was cut off, in terms of pure destructive power, it even exceeded the Demon King himself. After all, the Demon King himself wanted to rule and dominate the world. He would not kill all the life in an area, but for this right hand - if the curse radiation of the right hand itself was not suppressed, it would curse everything in a very short time. There must be a strong man like Xia Di to fight against it.

Under such circumstances, Xia Di's road to developing combat priests is extremely difficult. However, in order to avoid the problems that occurred when she defeated the demon king in the past, and to be able to fight side by side with the "brave man", she still spent a lot of time on the research and development of this genre. In the end, she successfully explored this genre that allows priests to have powerful combat capabilities.

However, fighting side by side with the brave man has become an impossible thing.

Her current opponent is the brave man himself, and the power to compete with the brave man has become the power to fight against the brave man.

The sadness flowing in Xia Di's eyes has never stopped, and she always has the highest awe for fate. But when the trajectory of fate clearly emerges, when people embrace their own destiny, she always feels that such a fate is too cruel. The man in front of her who calls himself Dora, the man who once saved the world, tries to push the world into the abyss with his own hands... How sad is this?

But she can't express her sadness.

Anyone can hate this hero, anyone can pity this hero, except Xia Di, because she is one of the culprits who made the hero what he is now - at least, she knows that Dora thinks so.

Duo Luo fell from the pillar: "I know that the construction level of your church is quite good, but is it really okay for such pillars to be damaged? When this church collapses, there will be a lot of trouble, right?"

"No trouble is more terrible than the devil taking his right hand again and having the ability to curse everything. You have personally fought against this power, and you know better than anyone how bad this situation is."

Duo Luo sneered: "What you said is right. No matter how powerful the devil's curse is, it is better than the curse hidden in the holy water I drank. The trickster was able to deceive me because you gave me that cup of holy water. Don't tell me you don't know, Xia Di. The devil's curse is not as powerful as that curse. I forcibly took the curse he launched, but your curse has tortured me for many years."

Xia Di opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it in the end. She just leaned forward slightly, bent her legs slightly, and took a fighting stance.

Duo Luo could see that the opponent was ready to go through the curve of his body and the flow of power. She felt that she could beat herself.

"I was really underestimated, Xia Di."

A glimmer of light finally appeared in Duo Luo's cloudy vision, and he grasped the sword.

At this moment, Xia Di in front of him seemed to have turned into the former demon king.

The decadent body, as if hollowed out by the alcohol, finally squeezed out some strength like a sponge, and then...

chopped Xia Di, who had appeared in front of Duo Luo at some point.

The woman's delicate skin was embedded in her body by the sword from the shoulders, cutting off several bones and even slicing her heart, and blood splattered on Duo Luo's body.

In just this moment, Xia Di had been fatally injured.

However...

Duo Luo was kicked out again.

The attack that almost cut Xia Di off directly, the huge wound that was fatal enough, was not enough to change Xia Di's expression. Her body was recovering rapidly. It was visible to the naked eye that in just a few seconds, it was intact, except for her clothes.

Duo Luo once again crawled out from the ruins of a pillar: "Sometimes, I feel that you are following the same path as the Demon King. You push your own recovery ability to the extreme. If there is no curse to restrain it, it is almost 'immortality'. What is the difference between this and the Demon King's eternity?"

"Everything we have comes from God, and everything is God's gift. If God allows it, then we can get eternity."

God...

A. Godola once had the highest faith in God like everyone else, believing that God created everything and gave everything - God let the Demon King appear just to test mankind.

However, the Demon King and God are probably no different.

She can create life. Even though she is still weak now, she can bring Frodonic back to life and turn him into a demon... She also has the power of eternity. She can give some people nearly eternal life.

He began to question his own cognition - of course, this kind of questioning has no meaning for Duo Luo now. He doesn't care about such things at all. But he thinks it's a bit ridiculous.

He thinks he should be considered a pitiful person, right?

But sometimes he feels that some people are more pitiful than himself, and he himself doesn't seem to have anything particularly pitiful, at least...

"You are worth it."

For some reason, the words that the girl named Mohe said to him appeared in his mind very clearly at this moment.

Am I worth it?

Duo Luo shook his head, moved his somewhat stiff body, and looked at the broken and inferior sword.

He would no longer easily believe others after dispelling those images from his mind. What if the demon king said he was worth it? She was just using him. But, then again... Being used by the demon king and being used by others seemed to be somewhat different. At least - when being used by the demon king, he would feel "nothing can be done".

After all, the other party is a demon king, with a terrifying mind and wisdom, so it seems reasonable to be used by him. Besides, he is an enemy, so I can only blame myself for not being vigilant enough.

If I am used by this person in front of me,

my heart will twitch again and again, and the pain will spread from the depths of my heart to my whole body, until my whole body cannot move.

(End of this chapter)