If you try to block Surtur's sword skills, you will be torn to pieces by the Deep Sea Hunter.
It would be even worse if we focused on defending Laurentina because the Deep Sea Hunter was too powerful.
——Even a Wendigo would find it difficult to withstand the deep-sea hunter's heavy blow. It is normal for both the person and his defensive measures to be destroyed.
Even if it can be blocked, there will definitely be a flaw and it will definitely be penetrated by Revodin.
——Sartre is a weak woman in Sakazi, but the magic sword she holds is not a weak sword among swords.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Among the divine race, there is a high probability that an outstanding warlock is also an outstanding warrior.
However, I happen to have a deep-sea hunter whose physical data is almost the top of all Terra's professions, and my situation is not yet...
"Huh? Fight me in close combat?"
The trapped man punched the deep-sea hunter as if he was playing.
There was no posture or method at all, but with just one blow, the air around was sucked away.
That casual punch hit the terrifying alien chainsaw.
"Click——"
It didn't sound like metal breaking, but rather a sound like biscuits breaking, echoing in the air.
The Deep Sea Hunter's face suddenly changed and he flew back, but it was too late. The chainsaw's fist had already torn her into pieces and hit her heart!
Just like a thin door hit hard by a siege mechanism, the beautiful figure almost flew out directly!
The miserable appearance made Tianhuo almost unable to breathe.
Even if they are God's people...
Even the gods are going too far!!
Is this really the power that the gods and people should possess? ! !
The red swordsman girl saw this without the slightest hesitation on her face.
The life of the Sarkaz.
It's a life of fighting, and no Sarkaz is afraid of strong enemies and death.
So what if we are powerful? As long as we can kill, we are just ordinary people!
Not only was she not afraid, but she took advantage of the moment of swinging her fist to send the tip of her sword to the man's chest...
As long as you stab it, the game will be over.
if only...
A pitch-black crown appeared on his head at some point.
With the appearance of the crown.
The angry Sarkaz seemed to be under a spell and could no longer move forward.
"Since you have done a great job, I will hit you lightly."
The man smiled and struck the Sarkaz girl's slender neck with his palm.
Then the woman's body went limp and she fell to the ground.
"Okay, it's your turn."
After doing all this, the man turned around and looked at the last local person, who also directly blew up the cat in his garden.
If Tallulah, Nian, or Kiana blew up his house, Russell would have nothing to say.
There is no other.
Guilty.
But this little kitty is different.
She has to pay a price.
He smiled, and his eyes, which met the aesthetic standards of all the great lords except the Blood Demon Lord, stared at the cat.
His gaze was cold and manic.
Tianhuo's body continued to tremble.
Black Crown!!
Devil.
He is the Demon King of this generation? ! !
Has the devil, who is regarded as the scourge of civilization, been born again?
Moreover, it was right in front of him?
She struggled to pull out the dagger from her waist. It was an extremely foolish act, but her pride would never allow her to surrender without a fight.
But before she could take the first step towards the charge, a teasing voice came from behind her.
"How do you feel about this necklace?"
At the same time, there was the feeling of cold metal against the neck.
While Tianhuo was in a stiff state, the shackles were hung around her neck.
Chapter 287: Ai Lishiya, am I here at a wrong time?
Shackles, buckled around the neck.
Then there was the sound of crisp bells.
Even without lowering his head, Tianhuo could understand what was around his neck.
That is a symbol of slavery.
The proud cat drew his sword, risking his life and dignity.
However, before he could even swing his sword, the game was over.
The coldness on the neck mocked the cat's incompetence.
Become a slave?
absolute...
Absolutely not! !
The proud cat wanted to draw her sword angrily. She would never accept being enslaved! !
However, the demon, who may have a little bit of Luper's blood, just glanced at her lightly.
Then countless thoughts exploded in my mind.
"I don't want to die. I really don't want to die."
"I still have to find Alicia. I can't die here!!"
"I was just captured as a slave, just a slave girl..."
Fear, greed, weakness...
Such emotions struck the cat's heart.
The extreme emotion made it impossible for her to hold the sword, and her long and voluptuous legs were drained of all strength, unable to support her body.
She fell to the ground, looking like a bird with broken wings or a wild cat with severed Achilles tendon, in a miserable state.
She even felt drops of water running down the corners of her eyes, and there seemed to be an uncontrollable feeling between her legs.
She couldn't understand what was happening at all, but such great fear exploded in her heart that she actually cried out loud.
"...why...why is this happening?"
She was crying, and her proud and beautiful face was almost completely covered with traces of weak tears.
Why would this monster, which should only exist in legends, appear here?
Shouldn't a guy like this be in charge of Kazdel or Casimir?
Why did you appear here at Alicia?
The pain that almost shattered her brain made the cat girl almost unable to control her body and she trembled uncontrollably.
"Because someone asked me for help."
The man looked at the genius cat with interest, and then stretched out his evil hand without hesitation.
He held the soft and beautiful tail in his hand, and also held the small animal ears with his other hand and rubbed them hard.
"Meow!!!"
The stinging sensation made the poor cat cry out in pain.
Her proud nature made her almost instinctively want to pick up the sword that had just slipped and fight to the death with the damn demons.
However, her body was shaking all the time, as soft as an ice cream that fell on the asphalt road and was almost melting.
No matter what, as long as I can survive.
Such thoughts even arose in the mind of the proud young lady.
No, not just giving birth, she almost tilted her head submissively to allow the man to touch her, and even wrapped her tail around the man's arm.
How humble.
How ridiculous.
Tianhuo's soul almost let out a blood-curdling scream.
However, her body's survival instinct completely suppressed the wailing of her soul.
this...
Is this the devil?
In the past, she never understood why the countries of the world would launch a joint action against Kazdel once they heard the news of the birth of the Demon King.
The Demon King is certainly strong.
However, at best it is only equal to the level of several army groups.
Although it is scary, it doesn't seem to be to the extent that requires the entire continent to unite and suppress it.
Now, she understood.
Just a glance can destroy the spirit of the hero, and a slight shake of the staff can cause an elite army to drown in a dream.
In front of the devil, maintaining one's own identity is simply a luxury.
If we allow the demon king to grow without launching a joint campaign to suppress him...
Any country will be wiped out one by one by the evil spirits led by the perfect demon king! !
Fear is overflowing in my heart.
He urged his body to move closer to the monster, letting out soft moans.
"Meow~"
The demon king's pupils seemed to suddenly dilate a bit...
Cat girl!!
A real cat girl who can meow!!
He is not a cat like Mandela who has a sour face and resists the whole time. Even if he is made into a puff with tongue sticking out, he will still act like "It's just Lady Abrana's mission" after waking up.
This is a real cat girl who can meow, turn over her belly, and sweep her tail!!!
Almost without hesitation, he held the cat girl in his arms and kneaded the girl's cheeks, tail, and ears hard.
Disgusting.
So uncomfortable!!
The feeling of being rubbed like a toy or a pet almost made the cat girl want to commit suicide.
