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Volume 2: Life is about playing and being played, regardless of life or death. File.124 The villain dies because he talks too much. If you don¡¯t understand this, don¡¯t come out and fool around.

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    Under everyone's gaze, another figure appeared inside the door again.  High Lord Darkion, level 60 human (elite), life 60324, magic 12598. "The controlled high lord of the Scarlet Crusade?" Lu De thought that the real Dathro Khan had long since died, but he didn't expect Balnazzar to become insane.  Turn this great lord into his own puppet.  "Do you have time to worry about others?" While Balnazar forcibly blocked Acchius with the tip of his claws, two attacks mixed with black wind suddenly hit Lu De's right shoulder from the side, followed closely by  "My body is out of control," she exclaimed.  "There is no way to dispel?" The cleaning technique released by Tomoyo sank into Sakura's body like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and it did not have the slightest effect.  "It's so difficult. Lei, hold her down!" A thick vine came out of the ground, trapping Sakura in place and unable to move. Lu De himself stepped aside a few yards away and stopped caring about the flying ones.  Magic - Although Kuroji also has spell attacks, judging from her pitiful amount of magic and magic attack power, she will be completely disabled after firing a few shots. On the contrary, she poses no threat at all.  Click it!  Balnazar, who blindly used his own body as a weapon, suffered a hidden loss this time.  During the confrontation with Acchius, half of his claw tip was overwhelmed by the sudden burst of holy light and power, and it spun to the ground aside.  But this is not something to be happy about - on the other hand, Darkion, who had obviously completely lost his consciousness, drew out the war hammer from behind when he got close to a certain extent, and launched an attack on Lu De without any mercy.  "Hahaha! What do you think, you idiots? Do you dare to kill your own people with your own hands? Oh, no, the internal fighting among human beings is endless. Those who have not been stained with blood are probably dead, right? Come on.  , let me see how you will deal with this guy who is controlled I am very curious!" Balnazar kept talking and at the same time raised his hand and shot another group shadow arrow.  The bricks and stones smashed on the floor of the hall flew everywhere.  After losing the so-called "disguise", for the Terror Lord, it not only meant the recovery of his true body, it also meant that Balnazzar no longer had to deliberately allocate his power to control transformation, maintain the holy light and suppress his own shadow energy.  At the same time, it also arouses the fighting instinct that truly belongs to him.  From the appearance point of view, the Terror Lords are a race with thick skin and fat bodies.  It also has wings, but in historical records, this ethnic group is more inclined to the role of magic controller - this can be understood from Balnazzar's ability to disguise himself as the Holy Light of the Grand Crusade.  When Darkion was controlled to stand in the middle of Lu De and Balnazzar, the cunning Dread Lord changed his previous fighting method and dutifully assumed the role of a spell releaser.  Although under the control of Balnazzar, Dathro Khan can only use ordinary melee attacks and Holy Light.  But this is enough to cause considerable trouble.  Unlike the Dread Lord, who is half-baked, Dathro Khan is a true lord, and his close combat ability is enough to deal high damage even without using skills.  "Pay attention to controlling the amount of magic! Everyone is ready to focus on Darkion. If this continues, he will be dragged to death!" After a brief wait and see, Lu De made up his mind to sacrifice the unlucky Grand Crusader first - just now he tried  When using Death Grip on Balnazzar, the latter actually used Dalkion as a shield, making his efforts in vain.  "It's uselessyour efforts are all in vain! Enjoy my most powerful masterpiece, the Forbidden Doll!" Arrogant laughter echoed in the hall.  "Doll?" Really red eyes closed.  The fingers of both hands trembled slightly and rapidly.  "If that's the case" "You want to snatch the freedom of the forbidden doll from me? It's useless, it's useless. Do you think you are the dead idiot woman Aegwynn? Apart from her  What? What's going on?" A blue light swirled up from the gem at the tip of the red staff.  Unexpectedly, Dalkiang, who originally launched an attack on Lu De, suddenly turned around, and the warhammer in his hand came into close contact with Balnazzar's head, and boiling blood flowed from under the cracked skin.  "What did you do? Why can't I feel the doll?" Balnazzar, who was originally throwing out spells with great satisfaction, tried to force Darkion back with spells, but was almost hit by another heavy blow.  It turned into a concussion and had to spread its wings and fly into the air.  "For dolls, there is no such thing as death, justIt's just a very far away place. The so-called existence is all just concepts. The concept of this child existing in this child is right here, that kind of definite consciousness.  When this child feels that he is not supposed to exist, it is the same as not existing and will just become an ordinary object.  It was a very lonely, dark, cold, sad thing.  "Muttered to himself, Zhenhong raised his palm and blew away the rose petals that had gathered there at some point. "The sky of the soul is polluted by you. If you defeat you, you can return to the mirror.  " "Ahbastard, your big words have completely angered me!  Prepare to face the deepest death!  " Yellow-green demonic energy overflowed from Balnazar's mouth, ignoring the messy spells hitting him, and waves mixed with shadows began to gather around him. Different from the last time when he abandoned the useless holy light, this time the energy surrounding the Dread Lord was  It didn¡¯t escape, but rolled and filled all the corners of the hall. ¡°Can your fragile body resist the power of the Burning Legion?  " At this moment, Balnazar's body was in tatters, like a target that had been ravaged dozens of times. There was almost no intact part left, and there was a big bag on his head. He looked as miserable as he could.  But corresponding to it is a wave of shadow energy that roars like hell. "See it with your own eyes if you can resist it, you self-destruction guy!"  " This time, nothing in front of Bazanar could withstand the invasion of the death grip. Under the brutal pull, the body of the Dread Lord, which was not good at flying, suddenly fell from the air. "He was at the end of his crossbow.  Chromie, warp time!  Everyone puts out all their strongest skills!  "Although the rolling shadow energy brings continuous shadow damage and movement speed reduction to the whole group, Balnazzar himself is slowly losing health due to this rough behavior, even if it lasts a little longer¡ª¡ª  For example, in five minutes, he will be swallowed up by his own backlash. ¡°The power of time!  You are not normal humans - what's going on? Could it be that the bronze dragon has begun to lose control of your idle hands?  " The hourglass of time may be a once-in-a-lifetime existence for most people on the land. But Balnazzar, a former senior officer of the Burning Legion, will not fail to understand this. " It's a pity that even if he is well-informed, he is not right.  The situation he faced was unhelpful - although every attack of the desperate Dread Lord was accompanied by splashes of corrosive droplets, flames and sulfurous steam mixed with toxins, behind every attack was the loss of life force.  According to the rumors, the fact that Balnazar was seriously injured and escaped at the end of the battle is not groundless, and the act of turning into human form and maintaining the Holy Light for a long time will not help Lu De and others face the situation.  It¡¯s Balnazzar in perfect condition, and he¡¯s afraid he¡¯ll be sent back to the graveyard if he meets him! ¡°You you guys, let¡¯s discuss it.  How about letting me go?  I will hand over my collection to you as a reward. If you still feel it is not enough, we can even sign a non-aggression contract" Balnazzar, who relied on shadow energy and could barely defend against magic, faced the giant sword.  With the battle ax, there was nothing he could do. Under the combined efforts of everyone, the Dread Lord's combat effectiveness was gradually declining at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, the demon changed his aggressive appearance and began to beg for mercy.  He also sincerely threw several pieces of equipment to the ground in the distance as a reward. "That's a good pointbut I heard that demons like to play with each other in contracts, so let's forget it!  " Lu De looked at Balnazar as if he were an idiot. " Even a fool knows that when magicians who specialize in "dealing" with demons choose contract partners, they communicate through special magic circles. Ordinary  The contract is nothing but a piece of paper to the devil.  "Rotten swarm!" With a moment's pause, Balnazzar roared with a red face and thick neck.  Summoning a swarm of evil beetles mixed with demonic energy and pushing them flatly towards everyone at the cost of being hit one after another.  Rotten Swarm: Summons demon beetles to bite the target, causing 807-1331 points of chaos damage, and reducing the healing effect received by the target by 75% for 15 seconds.  Perhaps in its heyday, Balnazzar could easily use this spell with a wave of his hand, but now it is as difficult as a fierce battle.  "Wow, bugs, bugs!" After the swarm of bugs flying towards Lu De were offset by the anti-magic shield to offset most of the spell energy, the remaining biomes were stunned against the armor.  Naturally, it is impossible to reduce the effect of treatment.  But for girls,?Certain creatures that crawl around and get into clothes are not so flattering.  "Stand still - Rose, go give those bugs a good bath with fire!" Lu De patted the head of the red dragon girl next to him.  ¡°So, it¡¯s like this¡­¡± Boom!  The golden hair of the red dragon girl and flames of the same color flew in the air. The demon beetle swept by the flames twitched and fell almost instantly, turning into ashes as it fell to the ground.  "Ha come and kill me, Death Knight. You will be like that princess back then. Finally, you will find out who is the best choice." Balnazzar's dilapidated body suddenly stopped moving, letting it go.  Various attacks fell on his body, and finally his head was cut off by Lu De with a sword.  With blood flowing.  The body that lost part of it expanded uncontrollably, twisted, and finally turned into black flying catkins scattered after a loud bang, leaving only the ugly head and breastplate in place.  "It's a pity that this deathbed gift that even cost his life didn't hurt Lu De at all, who was covered with absorption shields, let alone the red dragon girl who was pulled behind him.  PS1: Everyone knows that after death, the Dreadlord turns into flying bats and empty armor shells, so where Balnazar's head came from is really open to question
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