C547 Self-harm(1)

"Big Bro Demon Dragon, are we really going to face the devil king?" After a fierce battle, Ekdo seemed a little tired. He laid down on the crisscrossing vines and rested for a while.

I didn't make a sound.

Ekdo continued to ask, "Which one of the Devil Kings and Cecilia is stronger?"

"The true body of the Devil King should be stronger than Cecilia." I also don't know how to compare. Cecilia can protect the power of God in her domain, but the Devil King will be restricted by the World Stone.

"Then how many chances do we have to stop the Devil King from reviving?" Ekdo sighed.

I can't answer this question either. If Hyde Borg has already awakened the devil king... With our current strength, there is no hope at all. More than 200 years ago, Talitha and I were already considered the pinnacle of humanity. Even now, I still have doubts about Baal. Do I really have the ability to destroy Baal's body? Perhaps that was just luck.

"Stop Hyde Borg first. Don't think too much about what happens next." I can only answer that.

"Why did Hyde Borg choose to wake up the Devil King at this time? Could it be that he wanted to show off his means to his master? He has indeed weakened the power of Mortal Realm." Ekdo frowned, seeming somewhat anxious.

I did not answer Ekdo's question. Hyde Borg must be the one who chose to awaken the King of Hatred at this time. He must not have the qualifications to do so until now. Perhaps a war disaster is one of the necessary conditions.

"Do you think the resentful souls of humans are a kind of energy?" A casual question from Ekdo caused my brain to rumble with energy? That's right! Cecilia once told me before she died that the bodies of the gods and devils are filled with undying resentful souls to support their immortality. The deeper the resentment, the greater the energy that a spirit has. The "Heavenly Evil Star" in Hyde Borg's hands has the ability to absorb human souls. What other occasion can produce enough resentful souls like in the battlefield?

Before Cecilia died, I extracted countless resentful souls from her body. When Lich King and Baal fought, I also extracted a large number of resentful souls from Baal's body.

What happened in the unjust war six hundred years ago? Was the one who captured the King of Hatred really the mage of light system and the experts of Kurast? The experts who could capture the Devil King must have lived a long life. Why didn't their names be remembered? Instead, Talitha and I were continuously deified by the people?

In Lich King's memory fragments, on the last plain of despair... Only Baal and Edgar appeared. Why did Mephisto, who had been stranded in the Mortal Realm together with him, not appear? The one who had defeated the King of Hatred was Lich King! This was the only explanation. It was probably because Lich King had stripped Mephisto of a large amount of resentful souls. This devil king needed to obtain new resentful souls to repair his injuries.

My palm was covered in cold sweat. If what Hyde Borg did was to obtain sufficient energy, then why did he arrange for Natalya to absorb the energy from my body?

"Ekdo, we have to be quick. I feel that Natalya will be in danger." Although I don't know what kind of secrets are hidden in my body, but since I am able to stay alive in Mortal Realm... There must be some kind of mysterious energy. The reason Hyde Borg lured Natalya to absorb my energy is definitely not to make her stronger. One. The servants of devils do not need humans, nor do they have human emotions.

Ekdo was stunned for a moment, "You mean she's here too?"

The net of vines suddenly shook violently, and a huge object crashed into it.

Ekdo exclaimed, "Giant tree demon? Why is there one here?"

Whoosh! A dark golden light flashed, and Grace rushed out from nowhere. The dark golden targe on his right arm was spinning rapidly, and when it cut through the body of the giant tree demon, it let out a bone-chilling cutting sound.

Grace seemed to have gone crazy. His body moved back and forth until he cut the giant tree demon's body into dozens of pieces. Only then did he fall to the ground.

"Grace, can you have some eyesight? You even cut off my vines. Don't you know that there is a limit to the number of times my summoning skill can be used? How am I supposed to get out of this maze?" Ekdo muttered discontentedly.

Grace lowered his head and trembled all over, as if he was still in a state of shock.

"I... I was almost killed by them... too strong..." Grace's tone was still filled with fear. When had this proud holy warrior ever panicked like this? Even in the face of the resurrection mages' grey eyes in Tower of Darkness, he still stood straight and fearlessly climbed up. Even in the face of the invincible Lady of Pain, there was only determination in his eyes.

Ekdo walked forward and gently patted his back, "What kind of evil creature made our handsome man so embarrassed?"