abnabooks Chapter 27 Mizora Appears!
Chapter 27 Mizora Appears!
The chains of hell, like living steel serpents, tightly coiled around Richard's right arm, the links burning with dark red flames digging deep into the fine iron chainmail.
But Richard's face did not show the panic that Chain Demon had expected.
Even before he made his move, he had already cast the first-circle spell Devotion Shield to enhance his armor defense.
The protective light bestowed by Losanda and the hellfire unique to Afonas were constantly entangled, evenly matched.
However, the iron hook at the end of the chain did pierce through his chainmail, and a burning pain kept coming from his shoulder, with blood dripping down his arm.
But he showed no intention of loosening the chains.
Instead, they gripped it even tighter!
In the struggle between Richard and the Chain Demon, the Hell Chains instantly taut and straightened, emitting a constant trembling hum.
"Your Excellency Richard!"
When Avel saw that Richard was injured, he felt a sudden urgency.
"Thunderwave!"
First-circle spell: Thunder Wave
She waved her staff, and the instant the incantation was completed, a visible sonic ripple erupted from the tip of the staff.
Not only does it deal thunder damage, but it also knocks back enemies within its range.
"Danger! Don't come any closer!"
Richard roared, but it was too late.
Om-!
The sonic impact of the thunderous wave struck the chain demon squarely.
The dark red hellfire trembled violently, the chains clanged against each other, and the chain demon's massive body swayed slightly.
But it was like a tree stump driven into the soil, not budge an inch.
After being attacked, the Chain Demon's target of hatred shifts.
It turned its head, and its eyes, burning with flames, shone with a scarlet light from the chains, shooting straight at Avel.
A terrifying gaze!
This is a hellish curse unique to Chain Demon.
It is not physical damage, does not consume mana, and does not even require a casting action.
The image of the chain demon in the eyes of the victim can be instantly distorted into the thing that the victim fears most deep in their heart.
Once locked onto by that terrifying gaze, the victim will fall into an irresistible state of panic and suffer a complete mental breakdown.
In just a moment.
Avel didn't even have time to look away.
When her gaze met that crimson light, she froze on the spot, her eyes glazed over, and the staff in her hand fell to the ground.
The flames of war that destroyed my hometown, the burning castle, keep replaying before my eyes!
"No...no..."
"Father, no..."
Seeing Avel's panicked and desperate expression, the Chain Demon let out a satisfied, eerie laugh, not even bothering to look at her again.
"Damn it!"
Richard cursed under his breath.
[Triggered the single-skill standing staff attack modifier, temporarily increasing Strength attribute by 50%]
[Triggered the Bloodlust modifier, enters Bloodrage state, pain is reduced by 70%, unarmed attacks deal additional blunt damage]
Fearing that Avel would be completely trapped in his nightmare, Richard used all his available cards and decided to end the battle quickly.
In just a few breaths.
Richard's eyes gradually turned bloodshot, his power surged, and the muscles beneath his chainmail tensed instantly.
The battle, which had been evenly matched with Chain Demon, suddenly tipped in Richard's favor, as if the scales had gone out of control.
Richard wrapped his hands around the chains of hell, ignoring the scorching heat of the flames, and roared with all his might. The floor beneath his feet instantly cracked, forcefully pulling the chain demon toward him.
Splash!
The chains were stretched to their limit, emitting a sickening metallic groan!
The Chain Demon's massive body was lifted off the ground by this sudden, terrifying force, and flew towards Richard like a stone thrown by a sling.
at the same time.
The light of the sacred weapon shone again on the fist, and the fist slammed hard into the chain demon's head, which was bound by iron chains.
The blazing white holy energy surged into the Chain Demon's body like a flood bursting its banks, and the holy power continuously purified the hellish aura, emitting hissing black smoke.
The Chain Demon let out a mournful roar, wielding two hellish chains that bound Richard's arms tightly like a giant python tightening its muscles.
Richard's eyes turned red with anger, his muscles tensed instantly, and he roared.
The chain links rattled and creaked, finally unable to withstand the savage force, and burst open like a rope stretched to its limit!
The broken chains burned with hellfire, crashing onto the moss and grass of the lush forest, instantly producing a sizzling, corrosive sound, and the vegetation quickly withered and turned black.
Richard's fists did not stop.
The fists rained down like a torrential downpour, like a never-ending holy storm, one punch after another striking the Chain Demon's crumbling body.
This process lasted a full three minutes.
Richard only stopped when the Chain Demon's enormous body was no longer recognizable and had completely turned into a bubbling, foul-smelling puddle of mud.
He gasped for breath and withdrew his fist, his golden-red pupils gradually losing their blood color and returning to their original pale gold.
His chainmail was damaged in many places, and the wound on his right arm was still bleeding, staining his outer ceremonial cloak dark red.
[Slay 5 Thorn Demons and 1 Chain Demon, experience points +800]
[Randomly selected term: Eye of Judgment]
[Quality: Excellent]
[Effect: Released through visual actions, it imposes an endless cycle upon the recipient based on their sins.]
Avel, standing to the side, was also freed from the curse of the terrifying gaze due to the fall of the Chain Demon, with tears still clinging to his face.
When she saw Richard covered in blood and his right arm almost pierced through, guilt overwhelmed her mind like a cold tide.
"Sir Richard, I'm sorry to have troubled you..."
Her voice trembled, filled with almost overflowing self-reproach.
Richard waved his hand casually, not paying any attention.
He turned and locked his gaze firmly on the Grand Druid Mok next to the treehouse.
He witnessed the entire battle.
His eyes widened in disbelief; the human priest before him had actually killed a hellish demon with his bare hands.
Richard's voice was deep and carried an unquestionable tone.
"Where are the druids who once lived in the lush green woods?"
Grand Druid Mok knew his own strength and dared not offend the monster before him again; his voice was distorted due to his haste.
"They're fine; they're being kept in a dark underground room."
"I'll take you there right away!"
Just then.
A sudden change has occurred!
The black, rotten mud on the ground, formed from the demonic chain, suddenly began to boil violently!
The hellfire that had long been extinguished reignited without warning.
The flames rose and swirled, eventually coalescing into a human-shaped silhouette.
A pair of long, perfect legs emerged from the flames, still a blasphemous, decadent crimson.
Then there was the breathtakingly curvaceous waist, and the full breasts were barely covered by two obsidian-carved breastplates.
Finally, there was that face, so beautiful it was almost bewitching.
She has the facial features of a human woman, but every detail exudes a devilish allure, creating a beauty that transcends racial boundaries and ignites the primal desires of any male creature.
What is most striking are the pair of curved, black goat-like horns on her head and the bewitching wings on her back.
"You actually managed to send the devil I sent back to hell? I truly underestimated you!"
Her voice was incredibly alluring and captivating.
Barefoot on the scorched ground, each step carried a deadly elegance.
Dark purple flames trailed a seductive path behind her, and the smell of sulfur in the air was replaced by a sweet and dangerous fragrance.
The moment Avel saw that face clearly, his expression changed drastically!
He immediately recognized the identity of the devil in front of him.
"Mizora!"