Demon King, Don’t Run Away

Chapter 770: What was the Demon King like last time?

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The black color engulfed the blade, and Kroch stepped on the demon's torso and slashed towards Yang Yu.

The sword blade rolled up a shadow, and Yang Yu raised his hand to meet the attack.

The two sharp black sword blades collided with each other, and with crisp crackling sounds, tiny black lights splashed out.

With the help of the force brought by the downward dive, Krocchi gained the upper hand in this confrontation.

Even though he activated [Climb] and kept his feet tightly against the statue, Yang Yu was still so horrified by the force that he slid from the thigh to the knee of the Eastern Demon God statue in one breath, as if he would fall off the statue at any time.

A dull sound came from the twisted black helmet.

“I have been observing you since the seventh floor.

With your skills, you should be able to dodge my attack easily.

Why didn't you dodge?"

Yang Yu caught the sword and said with a smile:

“It’s just that you suddenly used a strange power and I was shocked.

I became a little curious about what was so special about that black power."

"Then try my strength."

The swords intertwined, Yang Yu focused his attention on the swords and kept up with Kloche's offensive rhythm.

The black on Yang Yu's blade was the first to dissipate, and the black on Klochi's blade also became fragmented in repeated collisions.

Before the black color covered the blade, Kloch swung the blade again and again, intending to use his own pressure to cause Yang Yu to reveal a flaw.

Unfortunately, even in the fight from a superior position, the sword wielded by Yang Yu was like a towering iron wall, covering Yang Yu from head to toe, leaving Cloche with no chance at all.

Looking at Cloche who was entangled in darkness, Yang Yu carefully sensed the darkness shrouding Cloche during each confrontation.

Judging from the feel of the attack, the power that Clochi is using now is somewhat similar to the demonic power used by the Bishop of the Curse Sect, but the feeling is completely different.

The power of the devil is much stronger than this power.

This is not to say that the demonic power that Tujing used then was stronger than the power that Kloki is using now.

Yang Yu didn't know how to describe this kind of strength.

Perhaps just as Bai Jin said, ordinary magic is like clear water, while curse magic, or the magic used by the succubus they encountered, is much more violent than ordinary magic.

Perhaps, only by becoming a magician can one understand the difference.

But since you have chosen to be a soldier, you must perform your duties to the end.

There is more than one way to know the truth.

Yang Yu deflected Kroch's blade again and took a step forward.

Unconsciously, Yang Yu walked back to the thigh of the Eastern Demon Statue.

The demon statue's swinging hands were just above him, and the impact of the weapon hitting the ground turned into a strong wind, blowing on Yang Yu's face.

“What a great power! I thought the battle would be over in an instant.

Did you massacre the village where you and the hero lived just for this power?"

"You're not wrong to think so."

The ambiguous answer floated in his ears, and Yang Yu could see that Cloche was deliberately avoiding any topic related to the hero.

If he won, Cloche would definitely avoid the story of the brave man when telling his own story.

If you stick to the information of the hero, you will most likely return empty-handed.

In this case

“After talking to you for so long, I don’t think you are the kind of person who would do that for power.

If you say so, then let it be so.

Let's talk about something else for a bit.

This power of yours should come from the Demon King.

What kind of person was the last demon king who wanted to conquer the world in your eyes? "

After several confrontations without any results, Cloch stopped attacking for a moment, allowing the black aura to spread to the sword again.

“My power does not come from the Demon King, but from the demons.

Demon clan is a rather general term.

All the races of this world unite, abandon their different ideas, and become one nation.

That’s kind of the feeling.”

"Is the difference so big that it's like humans and dragons?"

Cloche nodded heavily, "So, in my opinion, the Demon King who can unite all the races with such huge differences is very great.

Before I officially came into contact with those demons, I thought they were cruel, evil, and wanted to spread terror to the world.

But after actually interacting with them, I discovered that there is not much difference between the demons and us in essence."

Blade ready, Klokki swooped down on Yang Yu once again.

Opening his arms, Yang Yu raised his shield, and the red spikes were neatly arranged on the shield.

The black sword blade hit Yang Yu's [Shield Counter] violently, and a red electric current rushed into Clochi's body along the black sword.

But Cloche didn't even frown.

This underground maze can simulate many things and can make fictional monsters truly come alive.

Even if he died, as long as he was in this maze and fighting as its guardian, Clochi could truly feel the pain caused by the battle.

Sometimes, Cloche even had the illusion that he might still be alive.

But Cloche knew that he was indeed dead.

This battle now is nothing more than fulfilling the duty of the guardian of the maze.

After the sword blade touched the shield, Kroch retracted the blade and launched [Frenzy Strike]. The blade in his hand bombarded Yang Yu like a storm.

Yang Yu used movement to avoid most of the attacks while stabbing the sword into the demon statue.

After confirming that the conditions for activating the skill were met, Yang Yu called out the name of the skill without hesitation:

"[Bound by Thorns]"

In an instant, countless thorns grew out from the body of the statue of gods and demons, and bound Clochi from all directions.

Swinging the sword in his hand, Clochi cut the tangled thorns into several pieces.

With a turn of the sword, Kloki stabbed straight towards Yang Yu's chest.

However, Yang Yu had already seen all his movements. Yang Yu moved his right foot, and Kroch's sword slid past Yang Yu's body.

The blade glowed orange, and Yang Yu cut off Kloch's right arm with one sword.

Yang Yu’s attacks continued without stopping, launching a series of breathtaking combos.

Clochi felt that he could dodge it, but the sword in Yang Yu's hand seemed to be possessed by something, and it could hit him at extremely incredible angles every time.

After just a few rounds, Kloche felt that his hands and feet were tied up by something.

Black gushed out from Cloche's body, turning into a black shock wave.

Yang Yu opened his shield and transformed it into an illusory shield. The black energy hit Yang Yu's shield, knocking him back several meters.

(End of this chapter)