The extrely thin Dorian was imdiately sent flying by this powerful punch.
In the eyes of Sai Ke and Jockra, he drew a graceful arc and then heavily crashed onto the ground.
"Aow!"
The newly arrived demon clan mber roared, flexing its muscles as if to show off, looking like a complete brutish figure devoid of much intelligence.
Even Dorian, in his frenzy, seed to retain more wisdom in his eyes than this guy. Generally, a demon clan mber lacking intelligence like this was probably born through that ans.
Naly, the Fallen Demon Egg.
"Aah!"
The demon clan mber bellowed, setting its gaze on Sai Ke and the others. With a powerful push from its short legs, it leaped into the air, its overinflated arms poised to smash down.
"Bastard!"
Dorian’s angry voice ca from the side, and he instantly turned into a flash of fire, dashing into midair, pressing a palm onto the demon clan’s chest.
Cracks appeared in his palm, and scorching flas erupted, burning the demon clan’s chest to ashes as it fell to the ground in the blink of an eye!
"That’s—" Jockra, with sharp eyes, suddenly noticed sothing. She realized where Dorian’s flas were coming from.
They didn’t stem from the fire attribute’s magic power. The flas had nothing to do with magic power; instead, it seed like Dorian had developed fire-breathing organs within his body, allowing him to wield fire!
Fire-breathing organs? What kind of creature would have those, even if the red flying dragon adept at flas rely manipulates magic power to breathe fire.
It’s well known that the offspring of the demon clan would possess characteristics of creatures consud by their parents, but so demon clan mbers could gain food traits through consumption.
During his days with the Light Eagle Group, Dorian experinted with many things unavailable on the Demon Continent, like...
The at of the forest area monster, the umbrella bird.
His body seed to have a peculiar reaction with the umbrella bird’s body, leading to the growth of a unique organ within his body from the Monster Hunter World’s perspective—the Fire Fla Bag.
Commonly, a Fire Fla Bag is an organ packed with combustible dust, a frequent hunting material for hunters. The Fire Fla Bag created by Dorian mutated from the original, enabling him to control flas now.
Astonishing! Monsters in the Sain Dungeon could indeed trigger new evolutions in the demon clan!
Thanks to the demon clan’s ability to manipulate their bodies freely, Dorian could create openings throughout his body, igniting the combustible dust within to spew flas from various parts!
Addressing the demon clan’s previous lack of elental attack capabilities!
If he were in his right mind, Dorian should realize the imnse value of the Sain Dungeon, but alas, he was deranged, even thinking that the mutated version of the Fire Fla Bag was a gift from the Mad Fire, though he didn’t understand what Mad Fire was.
"Roar..."
The demon clan quickly crawled up from the ground, healing the chest wound at a slightly slower pace, mindlessly charging at Dorian, its enormous body descending like Mount Tai pressing.
Dorian’s elbow split open, seemingly attempting to leverage the fire’s force to propel himself into delivering a heavy punch.
Sai Ke tugged Jockra’s sleeve, finally snapping her out of observing the demon clan, whispering stealthily, "Looks like those two are going to tear each other apart, let’s seize the chance to run."
Jockra imdiately nodded, looking back at the battleground, Dorian’s super heavy punch shattered the demon clan’s chest armor, the fist turning into a sharp blade deeply smashing into the chest!
However, at that mont, the demon clan tensed all its muscles, transforming itself into the strongest cage, preventing Dorian from pulling out his hand, watching himself fall heavily to the ground!
The ground raised countless dust due to the heavy fall, almost blocking everyone’s view, just when Sai Ke quietly shouted, "Now is the ti!"
The two shot out like arrows from a bowstring; it was simply the best escape opportunity, and there was no better ti to run.
But they had barely taken several steps when Dorian’s figure appeared on the road ahead again.
Sai Ke’s eyelids twitched fiercely, "Here again!?"
Jockra sharply turned her head, only to see that huge demon clan figure already torn into two, struggling to wriggle on the ground; even with the demon clan’s healing ability, it would take a while to recover.
Dorian could crush that demon clan?
Judging by the previous fight, they seed evenly matched. How did he grow so strong so suddenly? This left Jockra in disbelief.
"You two, burn as well."
Dorian’s muddled eyes turned, reaching out towards the unhalted pair.
The palm opened a mouth full of sharp teeth, as if a faint ignition sound ca from within, and in the next mont, flas burst forth from the crack!
Within monts, the two were engulfed!
However, amidst the flas, Sai Ke and Jockra didn’t feel pain, and even the burning sensation wasn’t too strong, as though the flas were blocked by a thick wall.
He tentatively opened his eyes, only to see a tall, black, and furry wall in front!
No, that was a tall wolfman!
The flas singed its fur, but there was no apparent reaction on its face. The peculiar weapon in hand, resembling a saw at blade, continued to spin, forming a wall that blocked the flas.
Fanen glanced back at the two adventurers caught in the dangerous scene, using a flexible tail to wrap them up, easily tossing them outside the fla’s range.
"It’s too dangerous here, leave quickly."
He imdiately swung the saw at blade, and a powerful strike created a gale, breaking through the flas in a blink, causing even Dorian to stagger unsteadily.
This strike was even stronger than the full-force blow Red delivered back then, the growth in strength was terrifying.
"If you don’t want to run, you can stay behind ."
Another crisp female voice ca from behind. Sai Ke and Jockra, still in a daze, turned their heads and were suddenly struck dumb, stamring:
"You-You-You... Uffie!?"
"You know ? Then that’s easier. Stay here and don’t move."
Uffie tapped her heel on the long spear, which spun a graceful circle in the air. She grasped the spear and looked at Dorian, who was already fighting with Fanen, murmuring to herself:
"After so many days, I’ve finally caught a demon. I didn’t expect it to bring an unexpected reward."
Behind her, several people dressed as guards were dealing with the demon that Dorian had torn in half, using flas to cauterize the wounds to stop regeneration while using magic to put it to sleep.
Although their technique was sowhat clumsy, it was clear that this process had been trained into them.
"It’s really a big haul today."
Uffie whistled, swung her arm, and threw a spear like a teor, precisely avoiding Fanen and hitting Dorian.
This spear pinned him directly to the ground!
Fanen seized the opportunity to swing the Saw at Blade several tis, forcibly cutting off his arms, acting decisively.
"It’s over..."
But just as he was about to implent the capture process, Dorian suddenly let out a painful wail, and his eyeballs burst instantly, with surging flas spouting from his eye sockets like a peculiar kind of tears!
Fanen was caught off guard and almost got hit, imdiately retreating without daring to linger. Dorian’s body and flesh changed, directly squeezing the long spear out of his body, with new arms growing from the severed points in an instant, and his hands twisting into sharp claws attacking Fanen.
Those who could be sent by Aurora to execute tasks in the human world are certainly not ordinary in terms of strength!
If his intelligence hadn’t been affected, he could have been even stronger.
At this mont, Uffie broke into the battlefield, interrupting Dorian’s attack with successive thrusts of her long spear, and finally spun the spear to conjure a storm, forcing Dorian to retreat repeatedly.
It was actually the combat skill [Summon Storm]!
But then Dorian flicked a fla into the storm, imdiately turning it into a fiery whirlwind, forcing Uffie to stop the technique that could have burned her.
"Failed to show off,"
She stuck out her tongue, raised her hand to block the enemy’s attack, and called Fanen over to fight together.
The two coordinated instantly, suppressing Dorian so that he couldn’t fight back, and they beat him into constant retreat.
"Incredible..." Sai Ke looked at the two’s backs, his eyes showing a longing glint, wishing he could beco that strong himself.
"What do you think? To them, is there even a difference between combat skills and magic?" Jockra showed a thoughtful expression.
The two were soon whisked out of the battlefield by the rushing guards. In the battle’s center, Dorian was also gradually unable to hold on, seemingly about to be beaten into submission and taken back as a slave.
"Splat——"
Uffie delivered a hand chop, severing most of Dorian’s neck, and he collapsed powerlessly to the ground, utterly devoid of any strength to move.
"Phew..."
She exhaled a murky breath, imdiately tossing a fla pot onto Dorian, using the fla to suppress his regeneration.
"This guy is strong, not in the sa league as what we just encountered," Uffie said, "I have a premonition that this guy’s identity is unusual."
"That’s just right as a breakthrough point," Fanen said while binding Dorian’s body.
But right at that mont, he suddenly realized sothing was off—where did Dorian’s severed hand go?
"Ahhhh!"
A scream sounded not far away, revealing the demon that had been restrained earlier breaking free, growing even larger, and attacking the guards. On closer inspection, Dorian’s hand was attached to its head!
This hand controlled the monster and incidentally gave it an upgrade!
Uffie imdiately rushed back to provide aid while Fanen, who had just taken two steps, suddenly stopped and turned back to guard Dorian’s side without leaving. He felt this was his responsibility.
The latter remained motionless, seemingly submissive but needing further watch precisely because of that.
However, a gust of wind blew, and Dorian’s body swayed, about to fall. Fanen instinctively caught him.
"Crack——"
Dorian’s body was torn open!
No, this was an empty shell!
Fanen imdiately tore it apart, revealing a small hole in the ground beneath it, likely where most of the guy’s flesh had crawled through to escape!
This degree of flesh manipulation is exceptional even among demons!
Fanen sensed Dorian’s trace underground and quickly pursued him. After a brief chase, he intercepted the target, using the Saw at Blade as a shovel to dig into the ground.
What he found was another missing arm!
"..."
Fanen silently turned back, realizing that in the vast open land, Dorian’s presence had completely vanished—disappearing without a trace.
The guy succeeded in escaping.
In a more concealed burrow soti later, the twisted flesh of Dorian erged from the earth.
He was filled with exhaustion, seemingly in need of a long rest, but his eyes were unusually clear, as if the life-and-death battle just now had temporarily awakened him.
"How did I provoke so many people..."
Dorian uttered a resentful voice, his heart filled with grievance, as waves of fatigue washed over him, and he fell into a deep sleep the next second.
As he fell into a deep slumber, sothing seed to stir in the cave’s shadows.
A giggling purple chubber erged from the shadows.
Dorian felt a chill pierce him, shivering involuntarily.
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