"kill!"
With a burst of blood energy, his sharp figure moved at an extraordinary speed, his bones creaking, his power concentrated at a single point, and he fiercely attacked from the giant hand!
He used himself as a blade, employing a secret technique to pierce the gap between the giant hands and break free!
"boom!"
The radiant wings fluttered, and one after another, amethyst lightning bolts landed on the giant hand, spreading purple flames and exploding directly, giving the Blood Raven a chance to break free!
But an even bigger commotion erupted as a figure emerged from the magic circle beneath the giant hand, its horns ablaze with flames, its sharp fangs piercing the tombstone, its stiff, bluish-gray skin revealing a small section of black bat wings, sending a chill down everyone's spine!
With a ferocious appearance and bat wings, it resembles a demon lord described in books.
"The glory of our Lord will surely shine upon all of Northern Europe! Burn, roar! Spread fear and calamity! A throne of bones piled high with thousands of skeletons! Offered to our Lord!"
The demonic language, filled with a roaring tone, reverberated throughout the cemetery, and the power of blood and energy contained within blasted apart the surrounding void!
His body had already emerged halfway out, his pale red demonic eyes fixed on the weak ants around him. Flames from his horns shot out instantly, unleashing a fiery storm that blasted away the Blood Raven and the others who were trying to defend them!
Behind him, a similar giant hand shot out, enveloped in explosive flames, setting the area around the cemetery ablaze.
With his other hand, weathered by wind and frost, he froze the neatly stacked tombstones!
"Lying down..."
Blood Raven and the others, who witnessed this, widened their eyes.
The summoned demon lord is not just one!
But just as the leading demon lord let out a long howl, preparing to completely crawl out of the summoning magic circle and attack Titan City, the magic circle stopped working!
Instead, the dark purple magic circle was instantly covered by a golden radiance, and the immense purifying power, like a surging river, poured down on the demon lord!
"What is this... Ugh! This damn scent... it smells like a paladin's power! It makes me want to vomit!!"
The leading demon lord roared, spewing out a mouthful of deep red flames from its fang-covered maw. But Jin Hui instead spread the flames, refining them into golden fire, which crashed down beside the demon lord!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Flames erupted, and the demon lord suffered a backlash. Most of his face was burned by the golden fire wrapped in purifying power. A golden magic circle appeared, and the burst of purifying power attempted to kill the group of demon lords who had appeared!
"No, we are valiant abyssal demons, how could we be killed at the very beginning!"
Around the magic circle, thirty-six golden lights shone, condensing into swords of judgment, forming a sword array that attacked the demon lord!
With a flash of golden light, the demon lord's head was tossed high into the air, his face still bearing an expression of disbelief!
Immediately, under this deadly situation brewing with immense power, the three demon lords, whose strength was no less than that of a half-step gold-level demon, were slain!
"call out!"
Sword energy soared into the sky, and the mighty sword of judgment exploded into a golden sea, pouring back towards the magic circle!
Inside, shrill screams echoed endlessly as countless demon lords, who were lining up to jump out and show off, were instantly crushed!
Soon, the golden light dimmed, the magic circle stopped operating, and a holy aura floated in the void, with no trace of demonic haze remaining.
Blood Raven leaned against a tombstone, drinking a potion, barely managing to regain its mobility despite its severe injuries.
The rank of Demon Lord is terrifying!
Not to mention, at least a dozen demon lords were lurking within that summoning magic circle!
The evidence was the constant, chaotic, shrill, and cursing screams.
"Smack!"
As the magic circle collapsed, the thirty-six golden rays that had been floating in the void fell to the ground and dimmed.
Upon closer inspection, the black crow discovered that the feathers were dark gray, stripped of their magnificent golden sheen, revealing a crude appearance.
“Divine Essence…a sacred item worth 20 gold wolves per share.”
Black Raven presented it to Blood Raven, who stared in shock at the sacred essence that had consumed all its power, remaining silent.
"Could this be a contingency plan prepared in advance by the Guild Master, anticipating the summoning of a group of demon lords?"
Black Crow was excited, and even though his teeth were bleeding and his internal organs were injured to varying degrees, he still laughed.
"...The president doesn't have that much money, and he won't buy things that are useless to him."
"If it's not the president, then who is it?"
Blood Raven raised its pupils, gazing at the night sky as dusk returned.
"He is a father who loves his daughter..."
...
"god……"
In the early morning at the cemetery, Francis wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the tentacle buried in the ground, which gradually solidified into a line and disappeared. His eagle eyes flashed with a sharp light!
Through years of experimentation, he discovered that God could not detect him at midnight or in the early morning.
"So what if they are ants, God? You cannot bind a person with a rebellious heart."
...
"Minnie, be a good girl and present your mother with flowers."
In the early morning at the cemetery, before an exquisite tombstone, the figure of a middle-aged man and a cold-hearted girl knelt down, placing pure jasmine flowers in their hands before the grave.
“I hate you, Father.”
Minnie wore a white dress and had a cold expression.
At twelve years old, she was as delicate as a porcelain doll, with a pure and beautiful face, yet possessing a cold and aloof temperament.
"Yes, it's my fault for not protecting her well."
Francis nodded, gazing at a tree planted beside the tombstone, its roots firmly planted with exquisite wisteria. The delicate pink and pale purple petals, hanging from the vines, cascaded over his wife's tombstone, bringing a touch of tenderness.
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