This power seems quite different from the power of the Demon King in history books and stories.
In this battle, the Demon King was terrified, and El was filled with regret.
He read in the book how powerful the Demon King was, how he was invincible to anyone but a hero, the hero's strongest nemesis, and the eternal destiny intertwined between the two.
Before the battle, he thought he could get a satisfactory fight, and that he could at least use 80% of his strength.
As a result, disappointingly, this so-called strongest demon king in history could only allow him to warm up with 50% of his power, and it was still a crushing defeat.
The Demon King sensed El's doubt and disappointment.
"I'm truly sorry that I didn't let you, the hero, use your full strength."
The power of the Demon King... As a hybrid demon, neither humans nor demons like such an existence.
It seems we live only to die, enduring endless humiliation. I vow to change this fate.
Hehe, my brother and I have paid so much for this highest position in the demon race.
It's finally here, the final battle, the clash with the hero! Why is this completely different from what we were promised?!
It was almost a roar of a broken heart, as if questioning the heavens, why it had tried its best, yet this was the result?
As demons, they possess some of the talents and potential of demons, as well as some of the human traits of rapidly realizing their potential.
The two brothers rose from the lowest rungs of the demon race, relying on fighting, ambushes, setting traps beforehand when they challenged each other to duels, and poisoning each other when they couldn't win.
He has faced death several times, and only survived through perseverance and the will to live, and has come this far.
He slew the old Demon King, a weakling who inherited the throne but dared not cause trouble because his predecessor was killed by a hero, and became the supreme and powerful ruler of the demon race.
The Demon King believed that his legendary journey had just begun, and that all the sweat and blood he had shed along the way had their meaning, for it was the end of hardship and the beginning of happiness.
"Why? Where did a monster like you come from?"
With its power overclocked and bursting forth, it disregarded the possibility of damaging its own body and slashed at El with the newly reshaped demonic blade.
"Is it because I can't hear well? Haven't I said it many times? I'm just an ordinary person."
If it weren't for the demon invasion, I'd probably be back in my hometown farming and fishing.
The Holy Sword parried, and the berserk Demon King allowed El to take things a little more seriously.
"To be frank, if it weren't for your actions, I wouldn't have known that you demons were so interesting."
The brother you mentioned earlier, you must be that Demon King, right? He left a deep impression on me.
"As a demon race with purely numerical attributes, it didn't die after taking three of my punches, but I kicked it twice more before it finally breathed its last."
Sensing that the opposing force was increasing with his words, El continued to offer "friendly" supplements.
"Oh right, that guy believed until his death that his brother would defeat me and avenge him."
"boom……"
A burst of black energy erupted, and the dark magic caused the surrounding world to lose its luster.
Cracks appeared in the Demon King's body, like shattered porcelain, with black lines shimmering.
"Hero, you bastard!"
Are you angry?
The demon king did not answer, nor did its blade hesitate.
The demonic blade, born from the convergence of darkness, has now become pure black, even devouring light.
This patch of blackness almost became everything in the world. Although it was only of normal size, it seemed as if the entire sky was pressing down, trying to completely destroy that tiny target.
"Interesting, but not enough."
El reached out his right hand, grabbed the demonic blade, and crushed it with force.
Incidentally, he punched the Demon King in the face.
"bump……"
The powerful downward punch created a crater nearly a kilometer in diameter where the Demon King fell, and the guy who had been roaring just moments before lay motionless beneath it.
He was still breathing, but his pupils were dilated, and he looked almost unconscious.
What passion, what power of memories and bonds? El annihilated it in one move. What else could he do?
"Seriously, I was shouting so loudly just now, people who didn't know better would have thought I was the bad guy."
The negative impact on the image of the hero is immeasurable.
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