As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

Then there were reports of violent beatings.

"—Bring back my little succubus!"

A cry of grief followed.

"Ah! Help—"

……

……

All the way to the 320th floor.

"Huh...huh...this should be the BOSS."

Because the eyes and ears have suffered too much, someone's expression is now extremely haggard.

With one hand on the wall, she gasped and thought:

"I met a group of disgusting bastards in front of me, I hope the taste of BOSS can be a little higher."

——For the matter of meeting Miss Succubus here, she has given up hope.

But at least don't run into a man who discharges electricity indiscriminately again, the feeling is really indescribable.

"It's not like I'm transmigrating into the reverse harem game, don't give me such a f*cking plot!"

While complaining about the setting of this broken tower, he pushed open the door.

"Huh, no one?"

Seeing the scene inside, the silver-haired girl was taken aback:

Except for an empty big bed, nothing else can be seen.

"... Is there only a bed in the room? It's really simple and rude."

She walked in with a vigilant face, and the golden light of the magic sword flashed.

"Oh, what a terrible thing you took."

A voice rang in my ear:

"People just want to have a good talk with you, can you not hold a weapon?"

Without saying a word, the silver-haired girl swung her sword and slashed towards the place where the sound came from!

"Whoosh."

A light blue shadow passed over the sword tip and came over her head.

"Is it a sissy ghost this time?"

The silver-haired girl looked up and said coldly:

"Tell me, how are you going to die?"

"He's already died once."

The ghost looked at her with resentful eyes, and slowly floated over the bed:

"And the victory condition of this tower doesn't have to be to kill the floor lord... Can't I just admit defeat later?"

"what do you want to do?"

The silver-haired girl frowned and said:

"I don't have time to chat with you here."

"People want to know whether they are beautiful or not."

The ghost landed on the bed sheet and sighed:

"When I was still alive, many people praised her beauty;"

"But every time they took off their clothes, they ran away screaming..."

It sat there hugging its knees, sobbing and complaining:

"Is his body really ugly?"

"...If you dare to let me see that kind of thing, you will die."

The silver-haired girl took a step back and shivered.

"But people really want to know."

The ghost raised his delicate face, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman just by his appearance:

"Silver-haired little sister, can you tell me the answer?"

"Your face can probably be scored seven points."

The silver-haired girl said helplessly:

"Should be considered a beauty."

"So, am I beautiful?"

The ghost seems to come to the spirit:

"Am I really beautiful?"

"Okay, okay, you are beautiful, let's go!"

The silver-haired girl replied impatiently:

"Hurry up and admit defeat, I'm in a hurry."

"you said……"

The ghost's face suddenly became gloomy:

"You said, I'm beautiful... Hehehehe, hahahaha!!"

Then the silver-haired girl felt a little chilly in her body.

The ghost who was originally sitting on the bed came to her behind at some point, a face became distorted and terrifying, and stretched out towards her.

The silver-haired girl chopped off with a sword.

That face didn't hide or dodge, and it was hit by the sword abruptly.

"No effect?"

She watched in amazement as the other party split into two, and then quickly joined together again.

"An inexperienced brat like you can break in here."

The ghost said sullenly:

"I'll teach you today... The so-called attack is not limited to swords and magic; language can also make people fall into a trap."

"Are you talking about Ling Ling?"

If the silver-haired girl realizes something:

"It is said that there is a force to be reckoned with in language, such as curses and oaths;"

"If I'm right, did you cast some kind of curse on me just now?"

Chapter 190 Seven Existence of Devouring Gods

"That's right...you're smart, silver-haired brat."

For the sword in her hand, Ghost still seems to have a little fear.

The light blue body slowly circled around her, trying to avoid the obstruction of the sword:

"You have been cursed by me, and you will no longer be able to escape from this room!"

The silver-haired girl didn't give it a chance to get close.

The blade kept moving with it, blocking the ghost's attack route.

"Tsk, why do people with supernatural power hang around on the 300th floor."

After trying to sneak attack several times but failed, Phantom said angrily:

"A lackey like the apostle of God should stay by his master's side honestly... Anyway, you can't be promoted to the god position, so what's the trouble here?"

"Oh? You seem to know a lot about this tower."

The silver-haired girl's heart skipped a beat.

"Don't ask me, I can't tell you."

Ghost sneered and replied:

"Even if I am killed by a tester, I can be resurrected infinitely."

"But once I say something I shouldn't say, I'm really dead."

"is it?"

The silver-haired girl answered calmly.

Suddenly, he slashed at it with a sword!

"It's useless……"

The ghost was split in half again.

Then it returned to its original state, laughing triumphantly there:

"You have been cursed by me, now you can't defeat me at all, you can only stay in this place with me forever."

After finishing speaking, its body suddenly blurred and turned into two!

Then it changed from two to four, and four to eight... until the group of silver-haired girls was surrounded in the middle.

"Well, you only have one sword."

The ghosts on the top, bottom, left, and right spoke out at the same time, and the strange words echoed in the room: