Chapter 25 The King of Hell

"Hmph, you are vulnerable. Keep attacking!" Shana looked at the retreating people on the ground with disdain.

"Calibration completed."

Primadis commanded several technicians to operate a huge crystal table.

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"Fire!"

"Bang——"

A thick column of red light shot towards Shana with a loud sound .

"Oops." Shana deflected her body.

Swish——

a huge wound appeared on her left shoulder, and Shana fell down shaking.

Vashj, who retreated to the second line of defense, clapped her hands with Primadis.

"The situation is starting to become difficult."

"Master."

Richard came to the second line of defense after charging the Solar Furnace.

"It only took two waves of attack to destroy our first line of defense. The enemy is extremely powerful."

"Master, after all, our main force is not here."

"That's only a secondary reason. The main reason is that we are outnumbered and forced to fight them in the wild."

Richard got angry every time he thought of this.

The Kulizani maze has good concealment and protection. No matter how many troops you have, you can only be suppressed and beaten in the maze. However, the bottom of the maze is the palace, and deeper inside the palace are other kingdoms. So you built a maze just to protect against humans? Are you so confident about the demon kingdoms behind you?

"But as long as we use these technologies well, we can still win this war." As long as there are no particularly perverted people who can't even be hit by the giant cannon.

"Humph!" The Hell King on the other side put on his armor. "Useless garbage, I have to do it myself."

"Then...what about Miss Shana?"

"Don't worry about her! A useless guy, there is no need to save her."

"Yes... yes!"

"The enemy is attacking!"

"Only...only one person?"

"That's! The Hell King!"

"Is he the Hell King?" Richard said. He

is burly and resolute. You can feel the momentum radiating from him from a distance.

"He is charging!"

"Is he trying to use his body to break through the defense line?"

"Brave but not wise." Richard snorted.

A row of tentacles stood on the path that the Hell King had to pass through. The Hell King paused for a moment, and at this moment, the other tentacles that had been lurking tied the Hell King tightly.

"Is this the power of the new King of Kulizani? It's so weak."

What Richard didn't expect was that the Hell King actually used the power of his body to forcibly break free from the restraints. With a swing of the long sword, a row of tentacles were neatly cut off.

"Puff." The pain in his heart made Richard spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Master!" Vashj hugged Richard in horror.

"Calibrate! Fire!"

The huge crystal platform fired a shot at the Hell King, but there was not even a scratch left.

Primadis shouted in surprise: "How is it possible! He is still in human form! How can he withstand the attack of the cannon!"

Richard took a breath and said: "Retreat to the third line of defense! This man is too strong, conventional weapons can't cause damage to him, we must use special methods,"

"Master, can you?" Vashj widened his eyes.

Richard nodded and said: "Yes, I want to change into that form."

"Ten minutes... hold on for ten minutes..."

Richard used the blue crystal to teleport to the pre-set teleportation array in the back, sat cross-legged on the ground, made strange shapes with his hands, and chanted strange spells.

"Arak Huburu Osirasha..."

Vashj's eyes became firm: "Sith! You lead your people to cover the rear, and the rest of the people retreat in groups!"

"Yes!" The naga named Sith led his team to meet them.

"Report! Sith and his men are all dead!"

"Got it! Donoz! You take your men to stop them!"

"Yes!"

...

"Less than a hundred people left?"

Vashj, who had retreated to the third line of defense, counted the number of people.

"What are you going to do?" Primadis asked, holding his shoulder.

"There are seven minutes left. No matter what method we use, we must hold him back. We are here, and we have no way to retreat."

"But... we can't seem to stop him..."

"As long as I'm alive, he can't move forward."

Primadis looked at Vashj deeply: "You... you keep talking about death all the time. Don't worry, we won't die. This place is too ugly. It can't be our burial place."

We... Vashj looked at her, and a smile appeared on her cold face.

The King of Hell carried his sword and walked towards the third line step by step.

"What a group of fearless soldiers, much better than my group. New king of Kulizani, I will dig out your heart and see what kind of heart can make these soldiers so fearless of death."

"Bang! Bang! Bomb! Boom!"

Various mechanisms, traps and explosives exploded around the Hell King as if they were free.

"Hahaha! Vulnerable! Vulnerable! Is this all you can do! Hahaha! Where is your king? Hiding? What a coward! Hahaha!"

The Hell King laughed loudly, and corpses were everywhere around him again. Now, besides him, the only ones who could stand were Vashj and the other four.

Selena held her scepter tightly: "Too...too powerful..."

The hands of the Dragonblood Warrior were shaking a little: "How

can we... possibly... defeat..." "Charge complete! Ultimate Cannon! Fire!"

The light of Ian's full-strength attack illuminated the entire battlefield. In the previous test, Ian's attack turned a layer of the maze into ruins. Will this attack have any effect?

​​"Ah~~~~~~" The King of Hell yawned and caught Ian's full-strength attack with just his right hand.

"Is this your full strength? It's quite powerful, but it's far from enough to hurt me!"

"Your right hand... is unharmed?!"

"Oh? This is my sword!"

The King of Hell saw the Dragon Slayer Sword, pointed his finger at the Dragon Blood Warrior and said, "Are you the heir of the Torresettito family? You look so weak, hahaha, and you're still shaking! How could your father hand over a waste like you? It seems that your father is also a waste! Torresettito is just a name! Hahaha!"

"Don't you dare talk about my father!" The Dragon Blood Warrior rushed forward with a roar, dragging the Dragon Slayer Sword.

"Florcea!" Selena yelled and ran over to treat the Dragon Blood Warrior who was injured in the waist.

The Hell King flicked his nails and laughed, "Twelve moves. Hahaha, that makes me a little happy. In that case, I'll go and have a good fight."

"Bang!" "Swoosh!" "Ding Ding Ding"

Vashj and Primadis shot their arrows/bullets at the same time, and the Hell King casually caught them with his big sword.

"Qi, there are so many scumbags..."

There was only one minute left in the ten-minute countdown.

The Hell King was the only one left standing on the battlefield. The Dragonblood Warrior was seriously injured and unconscious; Selena fell to the ground with disheveled hair and blood on her face; Primatis had a big gash on his upper body, and the Two Saints of Renegade disappeared; half of Ion's body was knocked off; Vashj was covered with wounds...

"The warm-up is over, now it's time to find that rat."

"Don't... don't even think about... going... to find... the master."

Vashj stood up with difficulty, leaning on her bow.

"Oh?"

"Unless... I... I die, you... don't even think about... getting close to the master!"

"What a loyal subject you are. Then go to hell first!"

The bow couldn't be pulled open, the dagger was broken, and the spell couldn't be condensed. It looked like he would die here. Master, I'm sorry that I couldn't accompany you to the end...

Vashj slowly closed her eyes...