Demon King Evolution History

"Sagara!"

The beast shaped like a sea snake wrapped around Vatora and materialized.

Standing in the middle of huge buildings, it gives an overwhelming sense of coercion that is out of reality.

The cruel beast eyes were staring at Giliola.

Looking up at the beast that entered the attacking stance without hesitation, Giriola's expression changed drastically.

The huge sea snake turned its 'flesh' body into an ultra-high pressure current and attacked Giriola.

Because of the explosion, the concrete on the ground was crushed, and Giriola hid far away in embarrassment.

Watola looked at the defenseless Giriola with some disappointment.

"Is it over? If the strength of the Third True Ancestor Clan is only this level, then I'm looking forward to it in vain."

"...Well, it doesn't matter, don't worry, I won't let you down!"

Hu'luan' tossed her purple hair, Giriola yelled.

Her right hand was like a mirage, and the red whip shot out like lightning.

The beast of the whip, Giriora's weapon with will, aimed at the beast of Valtola floating above her head.

The whip of thorns branched out in mid-air, wrapping around the body of the giant sea snake.

"So that's how it is... your beasts can also 'manipulate' other people's beasts..."

Realizing that the control of the beast has been taken away, Vatora smiled faintly.

It wasn't the usual haughty smile, but the satisfied smile he showed for the first time, a dangerous smile that was so ferocious that it didn't contain any shadow.

"Give it a try, snake charmers!"

Giriola also showed a cruel smile.

The swarm of true red bees reappeared above her head.

That number is completely incomparable with what I saw at first.

Five hundred, one thousand is a huge swarm of bees that is completely enough to dye a piece of sky with true red color.

There are not many vampires who can summon such a number of beasts at once, even in the old generation.

"Hahahaha, not bad, really good. That's how she looks like a tragic diva!"

Wattola laughed cheerfully.

That was an expression he seldom 'showed', and he felt satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

The control of the beast is taken away, and he is exposed to the onslaught of the enemy. In this situation where his own life is in danger, he is also the expected strong enemy for the prison breaker who escaped from the prison barrier Pleased with this.

A swarm of true red bees fell upon him, and it looked as if a great flame had consumed Vatora.

That was the simultaneous attack of countless beasts that were absolutely inescapable.

However, at that moment, above Vatora's head, a pitch-black vortex appeared silently, a huge vortex with a diameter of more than ten meters.

"Poison needles?"

Giriola's beauty was distorted by astonishment.

The swarm of red bees disappeared one after another before touching the body of the young nobleman.

The black swirl above Valtola's head swallowed the swarm sideways.

"Familiar Beast...Could it be?"

Did Giriola finally realize that the true identity of the dark vortex is a collection of thousands of snakes 'intertwined' together?

The tens of thousands of snakes stretched out their heads one by one, bit the bee swarm, and swallowed them alive.

The new beast summoned by Watola is a snake-shaped beast with a thousand heads

In order to devour the swarm of hundreds of bees, Vatora summoned a greater number of snakes.

"It's been a long time since I've encountered an enemy who needs to summon this guy, Girio La Girardi."

Vatora said contentedly.

His blue eyes were stained red, and huge fangs protruded from his lips.

The 'flesh' of the young nobleman was obviously filled with powerful magic power.

He has healed from the wounds he received in the previous battle and seems to have regained the magic power he lost because he ate Giriola's beast.

"My Beast...you bastard...what did you do..."

Driven to a dead end, Giriola released a red whip towards Vatora himself, but the whip was also preyed in mid-air by the new beast released by Vatora.

Countless swarms of snakes devoured the weapons with will that branched out into countless branches.

Not only the whip, but also the wrist of Giriola who held it

"Ahhhh!"

Giriola screamed because half of his right wrist was eaten.