Luolong Mountain Peak instantly became quiet.
Only three adventurers remain.
"Linda, the Eye of Truth, I will make good use of your corpse."
Delgon stood proudly atop the dragon's head, looking down at Linda: "It's ironic to die at the hands of one's own friend. But in the end, I, Delgon, am Sirin's true friend. Look how good I've been to her."
Having said that, Delgon bent down and gently stroked the dragon's head.
The dragon narrowed its eyes and exhaled a puff of hot air from its nostrils, seemingly in response to Delgon. Its dark golden vertical pupils, however, held only indifference when they looked at Linda.
"Hahaha, what kind of friend is he? Can he compare to my magic?"
Delgon laughed loudly, his voice filled with arrogance and disdain.
Linda remained expressionless, her cold gaze like the biting wind from the far north.
He actually stroked the dragon's head right in front of me.
Delgon's actions were tantamount to dancing on his own Achilles' heel.
Even if his sister turns into a demonic dragon and can never come back, only he can control her.
That old bastard Delgon dared to put his filthy feet on Lin Xi's head.
It would be against all reason and justice not to kill this man!
Linda took a deep breath, held the Wind Shadow Sword, and slowly flew to the upper diagonal, level with the demonic dragon.
“Lia, the Dark Shadow is your idol, isn’t he?” he said without turning his head.
"Why bring this up?" Leah was completely confused.
"I might be able to help you meet with that person."
"ah?"
Leah couldn't understand what he was saying at all.
I'm about to be roasted into coals by the dragon, is this a joke?
"A mere ant-like Saint-rank dares to approach me, the Gravekeeper Delgon? Interesting, hahaha, hahahahaha."
Delgon shook his head, his smile sarcastic.
Four Heavenly Realm experts, including the Bull Horned Demon Clan member, also boarded the Demon Dragon's back.
They stood side by side, watching Linda's final struggle.
"Dragon Sirin, when this human gets within fifty meters, burn him to ashes."
"Dergon said loudly."
He deliberately let Linda hear him.
Instill fear in them, making them afraid to take a step.
The line between life and death is clearly laid out ahead; how many people would dare to continue forward?
Linda acted as if she hadn't heard, calmly lifting her foot.
A snap.
He crushed the black card in his palm.
Swoosh—
A cold wind blew in.
The world was unusually quiet, as if even the sunlight had frozen into a painting. In the vast space, the only sound was the rustling of the wind through the fabric of clothes.
Delgon involuntarily shivered, sensing something strange in the air.
The horned demon looked around, its heart inexplicably beating twice as fast.
The dark dragon seemed to sense something; fear appeared in its vertical pupils, and it retreated continuously.
"What's going on?" Delgon stroked the dragon's head, trying to calm it down.
But the dragon beneath their feet trembled even more violently.
What exactly happened?
Delgon was restless, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead.
The Dark Dragon is of a higher level than him and has a much stronger ability to foresee danger.
The anomalies that occurred in the dragon were by no means accidental.
The horned demon said, "Lord Delgon, something's wrong. My magic circuits seem to be locked!"
"Me too! I have a lot of magic power, but I can't even use 30% of it!"
"Damn it, what happened?"
Delgon looked grim, completely bewildered as to why this had happened.
At that moment, Linda's figure appeared directly in front of him.
It was as if the other party had used some kind of magic to transform into a different appearance.
In Delgon's pupils, the image of a swordsman was reflected.
The other person was dressed in a jet-black trench coat, with a purple magic sword strapped to their back. A pure white mask covered their face, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes.
"Who are you."
Delgon's eyes widened suddenly.
These features are all too familiar.
Almost every demon knows him.
Several years ago, the other party's name resounded throughout the Demon Realm Continent. Although not a legend, he was ranked alongside many legends.
None of the demons targeted by that purple demonic sword returned alive.
Even at the Heavenly Realm, he killed twelve of his Law-level followers, a feat that transcended his own level.
The incredible feat shocked the entire Demon Realm continent. Even the Four Heavenly Kings, including the Golden Armor, who personally took action, still failed to retrieve the opponent's head.
During that period, this man's name was a nightmare for the demon race, to the point that the demons dared not enter the great secret realm where he was located.
Delgon thought he was dead.
But I never expected it.
You will encounter this "Demon Slayer" again in the 30th level of the Greater Rift!
"No, that's not right! You shouldn't be here. You reached the 35th floor years ago, there's no way you could have entered the 30th floor!"
The confidence that the dragon had given him vanished completely. Delgon was terrified and screamed hoarsely, "Shadow of Darkness, you monster, why are you here?!"
boom!
Upon hearing this name, all the demons present felt their vision go black, as if struck by lightning!
"That person is the shadowy figure?!"
"How could that be? Wasn't he dead?!"
"It's a fake, it must be a fake!"
The thirty-odd surviving demons were panicked and filled with anxiety.
How could someone who has been dead for several years be standing alive in front of them?
Even if he were alive, he shouldn't be on the 30th floor.
Just as Lia finished charging up her energy, the black-clad swordsman appeared in front of her.
He stopped abruptly, staring at the other person's back, completely bewildered.
"The Dark Shadow. Dailian?"
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