radicalducati Chapter 125 Demon Transformation Lee Eun
Chapter 125 Demon Transformation Lee Eun
Chapter 125 Demon Transformation Lee Eun
All the agents who could still stand in front of the fortifications gathered behind Coulson and his two companions.
They stood back to back, discarding their empty guns and drawing short-handled axes and daggers from their waists.
They stared wide-eyed at the slowly closing encirclement of dark creatures ahead.
The original team of nearly 100 agents has now dwindled to less than 20.
The vast majority of people, the moment they drop their guns, have already accepted the fact that they will die here.
All they're thinking about now is taking two more with them before they die.
Patton was almost too exhausted to even speak.
He leaned on Coulson's shoulder, his fingers still on the ebony trigger guard, the muzzle pointing towards the ground.
He even thought about it seriously in his mind.
If I had accepted Mephisto's offer, I could at least go back to see my wife and daughter alive.
Coulson parted his chapped lips and smiled, his voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed against sandpaper: "Speaking of which—my Captain America collectible cards haven't been signed by Steve yet."
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Natasha rolled her eyes at him out of the corner of her eye, said nothing, and steadily pulled the trigger of the Requiem.
The light blue special bullets have been used up; now every shot she fires is a regular unlimited ammo.
The bullet pierced the eye sockets of the dark creatures in front, causing them to stagger briefly before being trampled over by their brethren behind them.
The dark creatures drew closer and closer.
The werewolf at the front opened its mouth, its sharp teeth covered in bits of flesh less than a meter away from the fortification barrier.
Patton abruptly raised the ebony barrel, pulled the trigger towards the face, and roared from deep within his throat, "Come on! Die the fuck!"
He shot him in the head.
This caused the tide of dark creatures, which was only one meter away, to pause again.
After all, after such a long battle, most of the brainless guys are already dead.
"roar!!"
A deafening roar erupted from the darkness.
Atel, the Hellslayer who had sent Thor flying, spread his wings, which blotted out the sky, and roared, "Tear these ants to shreds!"
Its roar spread through the darkness.
All the dark creatures simultaneously abandoned their slow, oppressive advance and launched a final assault on the defensive fortifications.
Many agents have already closed their eyes.
They were prepared to accept death.
Boom!
A crimson light shone from the darkness at the outermost edge of the encirclement, cutting into the swarm of dark creatures from the flank like a meteor.
Starting from the edge, it stretched straight towards the defensive fortifications.
Any dark creature touched by that red light melted away before it could even finish its howl.
Flesh, bones, and shells all transformed from solid to liquid in the same instant, spreading out on the ground while emitting white smoke.
The red light pierced through with incredible speed, not lingering on any of the dark creatures for even a fraction of a second.
It charged straight at Atel.
"Who are you!" Atel clenched his massive fist, which was covered in rocks and sharp minerals, and dark purple energy pulsed wildly between his fingers.
"I am Hellblade, the vanguard who killed Thor! How dare you, a piece of trash, —"
It didn't finish its sentence.
The red light swept across its body without slowing down at all, only slightly turning as it passed by.
They landed in front of the fortifications, standing in front of Coulson.
Coulson and his two companions instinctively aimed their guns at the figure that had suddenly appeared in front of them.
Standing before them was a humanoid figure covered from head to toe in dark red armor.
The outside of its arms had sharp barbs that were extremely similar to those of the demons from the demon realm that it had seen in the surveillance footage before.
Four curved, sharp horns extend from the sides of its head, and the red aura emanating from its entire body leaves a very faint trail in the air.
It has a pair of dark red demon wings on its back, which look even more captivating than the cerberus's.
Until they saw the sword held in the red demon's right hand—the Yamato.
Natasha blurted out, "You are—Lee En?"
The demonized Li En did not turn around.
He stood in front of Coulson and the other two, his left hand gripping the scabbard, his body leaning slightly forward, his legs bent, his center of gravity lowered, and his right hand resting lightly on the hilt of the sword.
Atel, the Hell Vanguard, who was just grazed by his charge path.
A very thin red line suddenly appeared in the center of his enormous body, which was over ten meters tall.
The line ran from the center of its head down to its crotch, then split open to the sides.
The entire body split neatly in two along this midline, collapsing into the darkness with a crash.
No blood gushed from the laceration, and no internal organs flowed out.
Every layer of tissue in the cross-section turned into grayish-white powder the moment it came into contact with air.
This scene intimidated many dark creatures in the vicinity.
But they hesitated for only a very brief moment before becoming even more frenzied again.
Their instincts overcame their fear; the Demon King's blood was right before their eyes, hanging on the chest of this red demon.
The shock that Atel's death had just caused them was completely overshadowed by the presence of the Demon King's reagent.
The demon-transformed Li En slightly opened the corners of his mouth and exhaled a dark red aura.
His voice, when it came out of his throat, had a kind of extremely deep echo, as if several voices were vibrating at the same time.
"Don't worry." He looked at the dark tide surging up again ahead. "They're just a bunch of demons."
The next instant, he took a step forward with his right foot.
The ground sank instantly outwards from the center where he landed.
The entire desert within a radius of 100 meters collapsed into a giant pit nearly three meters deep.
At the same instant, all the dark creatures on the ground lost their footing and their bodies were suspended in mid-air.
The dark creatures flying in the sky were pulled rapidly toward the bottom of the pit by the change in air pressure caused by the collapse.
Li En gripped the hilt of the Yama Blade tightly with his right hand and pulled it outwards.
Hundreds of silver-white blade beams shot out from him in all directions.
Each blade of light trailed an extremely fine spatial crack.
The blade's edge pierced through the dark creatures suspended in mid-air.
Any body touched by the crack at the edge of the blade was immediately sliced in half horizontally, then swallowed whole by the spatial rift, leaving not even a trace of blood mist.
With a single strike, thousands of dark creatures were completely wiped out from the battlefield.
He lightly touched the ground with his toes, leaped into the air, and glanced at the endless darkness behind him.
Then he swung his sword again, and with each swing, a huge silver-white arc of light swept across the darkness below.
Like harvesting wheat, it cut rows and rows of dark creatures in half.
After swinging his sword dozens of times, he sheathed it, landed back on the ground, and stood in the center of the completely cleared open field in front of the fortifications.