Doom Knight System

Lich's body floated up, and he said slowly: "I just accept the employment of the Durkan family, not their servant. I don't actually object to your approach, but it frees me, but I must use you heart to appease the Durkans."

Lancelot grinned grimly and licked the blood on the giant sword, and said, "Come on, let me see how capable the Lich is."

Killing the fallen angels just now was just a warm-up for him, and the extreme power of rage had not been brought into play at all. He easily swung the giant sword, and in the flickering light of the sword, he directly chopped the surrounding flame demon into pieces .

At this moment, the soul fire in the Lich's pupils suddenly flashed a silvery-white light, and powerful fluctuations of magic power converged on the magic robe, forming ripples.

"Dark Ghost Art!"

boom!As if the sky collapsed in an instant, Lancelot was surrounded by a large black mist, all the scenery disappeared completely, and the world became a space formed by pure black, even demons with night vision could not see through it. layer of darkness.

chi chi! !In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, a silent and sharp cold light flashed across, tearing several holes in Lancelot's body, and he blocked the critical blow with his giant sword.

"Okay! Not bad, but it's a pity that it can't cause me any harm." Lancelot grinned grinningly, and his momentum began to soar suddenly. Kaka, the muscles swelled, and the skin was immediately covered by the alien armor. After the form of the Berserker became alien, the combat power increased more than doubled.

An illusory figure appeared in the dark mist, which was exactly the same as Lancelot's appearance at this moment, with the same overwhelming momentum.

This phantom looked at Lancelow coldly, and grabbed it with both claws, and made a metallic sound when it collided with Lancelow's giant sword.

"A fake is a fake after all, it's just a mere spiritual illusion, break it for me!"

Lancelot's tail thorn swung like an iron whip, violently hitting the phantom, and the force passed through the opponent's body and directly smashed it into a pile of black gravel-like matter.

"Come on! Come again!" Lancelot roared, his eyes glowed with excitement, and a more ferocious aura surged out of his body. The entire space seemed to be blown out of thin air by a level [-] hurricane, making the darkness will be affected.

The boundless murderous aura caused the darkness to disintegrate and collapse, which made the Lich feel a little startled, so he smirked and said, "I regret it now, I shouldn't have killed you, I will refine you into a puppet."

laugh!Lancelot stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, and a big crater appeared on the ground. Then, he accelerated with the power of the rebound, charged forward as if teleporting, raised the giant sword above his head and slashed down fiercely.

Huh... The darkness was forcibly separated, revealing the strange figure of the Lich, with green flames all over its body, floating up in the air, and said coldly: "Okay, it's time to end."

Withered arms stretched out from the magic robe, a jet-black light enveloped Lancelot, and the fire of hell began to explode.

Lancelow could feel his own power crazily passing away, but he didn't know what to do. The hand holding the giant sword began to tremble, and his soul was also affected, as if he would return to the main world at any moment.

At this moment, a powerful will swept across here unscrupulously, and I don't know when it started, a human face appeared indistinctly above the originally thick dark clouds, it should not be said to be a human face, it should be It's the face of a demon.

The eye pupils formed by the dark side of the cloud seemed to have infinite power. The Lich raised his head in horror, his body couldn't help shaking, and screamed: "The devil king? Damn it, how could such a strong man appear here? .”

The demon monarch was passing by, but he was attracted by the battle between the Lich and Lancelot, and then he used his spiritual power to take a look. Flee away.

Click!A spear made of black magic power fell from the dark clouds, and it fell straight down. After the Lich let out a scream, a hole was pierced in the chest, and then the whole body began to shatter.

The vitality of a lich is almost endless. As long as the phylactery containing the soul is not damaged, it can be resurrected again, but it will take a long time.

A white mist appeared and disappeared in the air, and finally drifted south.

At this moment, Lancelot had already passed out, and his body returned to the form of a berserker. Fortunately, the demon king in the sky was not interested in him, and left soon.

The banshee of the Durkan family flew over from far away, looked up at the sky thoughtfully, then landed beside Lancelot, and said to herself: "I still underestimated you, Lich There is nothing I can do about you, is fate real?"

Lancelot, who was in a coma, didn't know anything. After a long time, he felt his body warm up, and a familiar yet strange feeling spread throughout his body. When he opened his eyes, he found a woman in tulle lying on her body. The female demon, the opponent's face was still flushed with excitement.

"Where am I?" Lancelow frowned and asked, and then tried to move his body.

The incompatible sizes made the banshee frowned, looking a little painful, then she opened her eyes and looked at Lancelot, smiled charmingly, and said, "Are you awake? My husband, my lover."

"It's you? People from the Durken family, why did you save me?" Lancelot said in a deep voice.

The banshee laughed foolishly, then put her hands on Lancelow's chest, twisted her waist, and said, "Do you think our current state is suitable for talking about this kind of issue?"

"Come on, I can hear clearly with my ears, and it doesn't affect my combat effectiveness at all." Lancelow said, his burly body turned over and overwhelmed the female goblin, and then stared coldly into her eyes.

The tyrannical and ferocious aura surged out, causing the banshee to turn her head unconsciously to avoid Lancelow's sight, but she didn't have any bad intentions. After a pause, she took the initiative to hug Lancelow and said : "I'm just a mixed-race fallen angel, and I'm not taken seriously by the Durkan family. I was actually sold by the Durkan family this time. If you kill Bethel, I'll be free, but if you If you want to escape the pursuit of the Durken family, you need my help."

All hell creatures know that there is no trust in this place where evil gathers. Simple demons are eliminated without waiting for evolution. Deceit and lies run through the life of demons. Of course, they are only better than devils. But essentially there is no difference.