The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1585 - 451: Burning Chaos to Ashes! (3)

Most players, of course, were heading for the World BOSS with higher rewards. After all, dying didn't cost anything, and winning could be a huge profit!

Sloan's face was full of disdain as he looked at the continuous swarm of small fry rushing towards him.

Although their attacks didn't actually harm him, their sheer numbers were overwhelming, wave after wave, with no end in sight.

Even ants can kill an elephant.

Though they were far from that point, Sloan wasn't planning to tangle with them any longer. The clamor of arrows continued to pour down on his position.

He could leave these minions to the brothers behind him; the immediate priority was to take out the enemy's archery units!

Just as he shouted, urging the giant bear beneath him to charge forward again, a sudden premonition of danger loomed near his brow.

Sloan's heart tightened sharply, and, relying on the instincts honed in battle, he flipped off the bear's back!

Almost simultaneously, a bolt of black lightning struck the head of his mount, so fast he almost didn't see it coming!

"Boom——!"

The three-meter-tall bear crashed down, its bloodthirsty head completely gone, leaving only charred black remains and bloodstains.

Sloan's eyes widened. He didn't have time to mourn his mount as he focused intently on the direction from which the lightning came, not daring to blink.

What was that?

Magic?

But it didn't seem like it...

As thoughts raced through his mind, a woman in a pitch-black evening gown silently appeared in the shadows under a pine tree ahead.

She was a pale-skinned woman, with a lazy smile on her face, seemingly out of place in the bloody atmosphere. However, her purple eyes emitted a demon-like aura, warning against underestimating her nonchalance.

"Damn! It's Bransia!"

"Damn it! I knew it was another plot kill!"

"No!!! My experience points!"

Voices of lament and rage erupted from the players attacking the BOSS as soon as they saw "Thorny Demon General" Bransia suddenly appear on the battlefield.

Only the truly clever novices didn't complain. Instead, they took advantage of the fact that neither of the big shots were paying attention to them and hunted the remnants they could handle on the battlefield.

Accustomed to Lord Demon King's strange servants, Bransia didn't show any surprise, merely yawning at the Green Forest Army leader standing on high alert.

"A bunch of noisy fools... With your level of ants, you dare to challenge my esteemed Majesty?"

"Heh, truly overestimating yourselves."

Majesty?

The King of Ryan Kingdom?

Sloan stared intently at the mysterious woman, his face gradually taking on a grim expression, his Extraordinary Power coalescing in the whip in his hand.

"Another Saint Sis lackey, huh... Let's see what you can do, to speak such arrogance in front of me!"

"Huh... Saint Sis?"

Bransia looked at her nails, uninterested, glancing through her fingers at the face twisting with rage and the energy coalescing in his hand, her lips curving into a playful smile.

"Poor guy, seems you don't even know who your opponent is——"

Sloan didn't wait for her to finish speaking and struck first. The whip lashed out swiftly like lightning, aiming straight for Bransia's face!

"Crack——!"

The pine tree, thick enough for two to hug, was blasted into fragments, uprooted with earth, blown back by the tumultuous wind!

Looking at the deep trench left on the ground, Sloan didn't feel any sense of triumph from the sneak attack. Instead, his heart sank to the bottom.

Such speed!

He hadn't even seen how the woman dodged, nor where she disappeared to!

Just as he was reeling from shock, soft laughter suddenly came from directly behind him, followed by a short, horrific scream.

Sloan whipped around, only to see his Personal Guard Captain's eyes wide open, as if an invisible hand had seized his throat, unable to make a sound.

Then, in the next second, crimson branches burst from his mouth and nose, and with a plop, both eyes fell to the ground.

Crimson flower stamens broke through his chest, growing at an incredible speed, devouring all his flesh and blood, leaving only a skeleton standing like a trellis, soon engulfed by the rampant blooms and thorns.

The vanished woman reappeared.

Standing amid the blossoming blood-red flowers, the scattered blood did not stain her pitch-black evening gown at all.

Behind that lazy smile, dozens of Green Forest Army's personal guards, like ants caught by the Cannibal Vine, all followed the captain's fate, drained of blood and life by the crimson sprouts!

Under those chilling eyes, Sloan felt his skin crawl, his joints trembling uncontrollably.

What terrifying power!

He had met strong opponents before, but never had he encountered such insidious and vicious tactics, giving rise to a terrifying thought—

"Are you... a demon from Hell?!"

But how could a Demon be with the Holy Daughter?!

Moreover——

Logically, demons of the same level couldn't defeat Knights of the same level, and his power even surpassed his level, enabling him to contend a level higher!