"Hahahahaha..."
The demon laughed, its sharp, piercing voice almost echoing throughout Gray Furnace Castle.
Everyone could sense his anger from his laughter.
The demon’s claws covered his face, head held high, laughing uncontrollably.
"Hundreds of years have made you forget fear, haven’t they?" That demon, with eyes full of scarlet, malevolent pupils staring at Kana.
"Do you think that being trapped in this cowardly shell makes easy to slay?"
The demon’s voice grew louder.
"Yes." Kana nodded, his expression serious, as if sincerely answering him.
Bro, you’re enforcing across versions now.
This isn’t the ti for you to descend; your powers have been significantly weakened.
anwhile, Kana’s profession is from the new version, coupled with battle experience and intelligence from the ga.
He’s truly confident he can take down the opponent with his current strength; otherwise, he wouldn’t have set up the dueling arena directly.
"Human!"
A voice roared, everyone could discern the demon’s anger from it.
Kana’s calm yet confident words hurt the demon’s pride.
As black-red blood emitted from the demon, burning like flas rising around him.
The blood-colored flas created a distortion, wavering and making it difficult to see his movents.
"He’s been provoked, Kana... can you do it?" The Master of Brewing asked in a deep voice, his expression extrely serious.
This wasn’t a joke, but in their view, Kana’s physique and power truly couldn’t match the demon’s.
After all, in terms of Watcher levels, the demon was two levels higher than Kana.
Listening to these words.
Alyris gripped her sword tightly, eyes fixed on the dueling arena, the blade trembling slightly under her strong grip.
"Your Highness will win."
Beside her, Bobo glanced at her, lowered his head, focusing on his notes, and said nothing more.
This battlefield was deliberately set by Kana; from the start, Kana assured them of his confidence, without needing their help.
Due to the ritual, he must duel the demon alone, ensuring the demon truly dies here.
"If you lose, rember to run! I’ll do my best to hold him back," The Castle Lord said solemnly.
Upon hearing these words, Alyris’s expression instantly turned to anger.
"I said so! Your Highness..."
In her anger, she almost drew her sword.
Beside her, Raelia and Abis rushed to hold her on either side.
"Calm down, you’re being affected!" Bobo hurriedly said.
Hearing this, Alyris quickly suppressed her anger and looked at her status bar.
As expected, the Evil God’s influence was pervasive; even though they didn’t possess Demon’s Blood, too many around were affected.
Inadvertently, they could also fall into a state of corruption.
Taking a deep breath, a rush of blood into her ears, she resolutely stopped listening to any more words, focusing solely on the dueling arena of magic power.
Nearby, Getai sighed: "See, I told you."
"?" Beside him, Grey Fang looked puzzled.
Getai shook his head: "Nothing, don’t worry about it."
The Castle Lord glanced at Blake who hadn’t spoken: "He should trust you, right? If he loses, I’ll try to secure so chances for you.
Rember to take the clear-minded dwarves with you, they’ll join the Night Watchers." Having finished, he looked towards Lurik.
Lurik nodded.
"However, if he wins, we’ll all join the Night Watchers. If you don’t mind the Demon’s Blood within us."
He spoke, and none of the surrounding dwarves objected.
"It’s starting!" The Master of Brewing said solemnly.
In an instant, everyone fell silent, eyes locked onto the arena.
The importance of this battle determined the life and death of most dwarves present.
The Castle Lord, the Master of Brewing, and other dwarves who had never seen Kana fight believed that unless a miracle occurred, there was almost no hope.
The gap in battle prowess was too vast, not sothing that battle techniques alone could easily bridge.
At least, that was their view.
The Castle Lord was already starting to suppress his emotions, just waiting for Kana to lose the battle, hoping to hold on for a while.
To allow Blake, those Night Watchers, and the clear-minded dwarves to escape with their lives, not perish entirely here.
While Lurik and others who had seen Kana fight held onto hope.
Did he not previously defeat stronger foes as a weaker one?
"Arrogant! Human!"
The demon shouted, turning into a crimson streak, charging directly at Kana’s location.
In his hands were two broad blood-red war axes, the scarlet aura blatant.
"Ting!"
Kana crossed his dual swords, blocking the descending war axes.
Such powerful strength.
Kana could feel that even though he had already used his full strength, he was still being suppressed by this strike.
"Strong power, this is your source of confidence?" The demon taunted.
Behind him, black-red blood transford into several spikes, piercing in from all directions.
Kana instantly drew his sword and fell back.
Taking advantage of this, several blood-red threads dragged him outward.
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