Demon King Priest

After confirming that there would no longer be any more white beams, Iphia, who was standing a dozen meters away from Ulysses, lowered her raised head, and gave the new order to the giant next to her.

"Hercules! Get ready to meet our new enemies, they will probably arrive in five minutes- "

A sword that was quickly flying toward them interrupted her order. It was a sword that she was not unfamiliar with. This dark red giant sword was still the hands of Ulysses on the ground earlier.

‘What is going on?' Seeing the sword flying out of the forest suddenly, Iphia was confused.

But there was not much time for her to figure out what was going on. The Judgment of Abyss flying toward them returned to Ulysses' right hand like lightning. At the moment it touched his right hand, a black halo containing countless golden runes erupted from him, easily expelling the ice and snow that had frozen his body. At the same time, a depressing dark aura radiated from the sword. This was a death aura heavier than that of a giant, and it was the cry of countless souls.

Pain! The pain as if his body was being torn apart swept through Ulysses's body. This time the pain was more painful than ever before. And what was different from the past was that along with the piercing pain, some vague information was transferred to his mind from the Judgment of Abyss. This information told him that in order to completely deal with the opponent, Judgment of Abyss activated a new power mode. In this mode, the time he could use Judgment of Abyss was now only about three minutes.

Before Ulysses had time to consider what the information represented, the pain caused by Judgment of Abyss disappeared. As the magic eye on the hilt opened, his eyes instantly turned into dazzling golden color. At the moment when his eyes turned golden, something inexplicable was transferred from the blood-red eyes of Judgment of Abyss.

"How is it possible that his strength has increased so much! Hercules, strike with all your strength." Seeing the strange changes in Ulysses and feeling the abnormal darkness in the air, Iphia's face became a little panicked. She shouted to the guard next to her and ordered him to attack.

"Roar!" The black giant let out a terrifying roar! Holding the black giant sword in his hand, he rushed towards Ulysses frantically. His every step was like a sledgehammer hitting the ground, even the leaves in the distance were shaken off.

"Sin of Ice and Snow Thrice Crescent Slash!" Iphia, holding the ice sword, swung the sword three times to the ground in front of her. The three entangled white cold energy waves formed a huge column of air and followed Hercules. Wherever the air column passed, even the ground turned into ice. It was not as simple as freezing, but directly turning into transparent ice crystals.

When Hercules rushed to a distance of about four meters from Ulysses, he jumped into the air and slammed a storm-like blow. The black giant sword even surpassed the speed of sound, and in the area where the sword passed, the air made a blast of being penetrated.

At the same time, the white air column behind Hercules also rolled over, making it hard to move with the biting chill. This was a combo that is several times stronger than the previous two combined attacks.

"Boom!" The perfect combo of the two hit the place where Ulysses was, and blasted out of a large hole six or seven meters deep. In the hole, countless ice crystals were shining.

"Have we won?" Iphia, who was standing ten meters away, asked uncertainly.

"Bang!" Standing in the hole, Hercules quickly drew out the sword that had been slammed into the ground, defending against a blow from the air. He then quickly swung the sword to knock the black shadow in the air away.

The black shadow that was knocked away quickly fell to the ground. It then rushed in front of Hercules at a speed that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

One slash, it was just one slash. It was a slash that couldn't be seen clearly or resisted like the wind blowing down from a high hill. It was this slash that cut Hercules in half, splashing the bright red blood on the ground under his feet.

But just like last time, the black giant reappeared in this world, and his huge body didn't show any traces of being injured. He roared, held the sword in his hand, and sent one attack after another to the black shadow in front of him.

But Ulysses, which was the black shadow, unswervingly blocked Hercules' crazy attacks from the front. Two dark shadows intertwined in the forest, and countless sparks burst out from the swords of both sides. If Hercules's sword was like a giant hammer that could turn people into minced meat with every blow, Ulysses' sword was the weightless giant axe, and people who touched it lightly would be cut into neat pieces of meat.

The battle continued. Although the two were about the same in terms of swordsmanship, the speed of the two sides would determine the final victory of this battle. Although Hercules' black giant sword had unparalleled destructive power, it could not directly hit Ulysses' body. And Ulysses, who already possessed the speed could be caught by the naked eye, could take advantage of the gap between Hercules' moves and harass him by swinging black sword energy at lightning speed.

Although he couldn't directly break Hercules' defense and slashed his body, the countless sword energy he cast out soon left Hercules with deep scars one after another. And these scars were rapidly expanding, quickly exposing Hercules' bones.

As long as Hercules was affected by the scars and slowed down a little, Ulysses would chop him into countless pieces without hesitation. The bright red blood continued to fly in the air, dyeing the earth and his mage robe and face red.

The sound of the sword colliding with each other resounded through the sky, accompanied by Hercules' violent roar and the horrible sound of the sword cutting into his body, turning him into pieces. This was the symphony of hell, and it was a forbidden sound that could suck people's souls away.

Once, twice, three times... In just two minutes, Hercules' huge body was cut into pieces by Ulysses' Judgment of Abyss seven times. But every time he was killed, he would reappear from the void, showing no sign of being injured.

"Time, not enough!" After turning Hercules into pieces for the seventh time, Ulysses spit out the first sentence since the battle started, but it didn't sound like Ulysses's voice, because this voice did not contain any emotions, and it was only filled with a pure murderous intent. Ulysses, who wanted to be a priest, had never spoken in such a tone in his life.

"What a shame. The special Phantasm on this giant should only be used twelve times, if I can kill him a few more times, I will be able to defeat him. Forget it, I can just trap him first and then get rid of that little girl." After Ulysses murmured in a low voice, he stepped back ten meters away from Hercules and held the sword flat in front of him.

Hercules, who had been resurrected again, roared and rushed over again. It seemed that he had heard what Ulysses had just said. He used his huge body to completely block his way to Iphia. The black giant sword in his hand gave out an unusually black light.

"Ha! Are you going to use your ultimate attack too? But it's useless." Ulysses holding the Judgment of Abyss sneered, and the sword in his hand emitted a strange black light that would attract people's attention at first glance. The magic eye on the sword hilt blinked continuously, releasing a golden coat of arms of a twelve-pointed star.

"Judgment of Abyss Nightmare Wound!" Following Ulysses's cold voice, the Judgment of Abyss in his hand flew out like lightning.

"Roar!!" Hercules let out an earth-shattering roar. The black giant sword in his hand turned into dozens of black streamers. These black streamers did not shoot out in a straight line. And like snakes, they slithered toward Ulysses at a speed not inferior to the Judgment of Abyss.

"Crack!" The Judgment of Abyss pierced Hercules' huge body after knocking away a few black streamers. Surprisingly, after being pierced, Hercules, who wouldn't scream even if he was chopped into dozens of segments, actually hugged his head and howled frantically.

At the same time, his body began to turn into an abnormally grayish white that was as gray as the bones of a dead person in a coffin for thousands of years. He wanted to tear his body to pieces, but at this time his body had completely turned into the kind of gray-white full of death breath, and he couldn't even move. But judging by his undulating chest, he was not dead. His turbid yellow eyes were full of madness, as if he was accepting the most painful punishment in the world.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The black streamers Hercules gave out all hit the golden coat of arms in front of Ulysses, except for the ones that were knocked into the air by the Judgment of Abyss. The golden coat of arms shattered like a crystal after blocking half of the streamers. Then the remaining half all hit the black halo around Ulysses. Although most of them were blocked by the black halo, two of them pierced the black halo and hit Ulysses fiercely.

In just a moment, two fist-sized holes appeared on Ulysses's left shoulder and right abdomen, causing the golden blood to gush out from the holes. Ulysses looked at the wound on his body without any expression on his face. And he just said in a low voice,

"Dark, sin, recast!"

A black light flashed, and the wound on Ulysses disappeared instantly. Even the golden blood in the air and on the ground also disappeared.

Then as he waved his hand, the Judgment of Abyss that had pierced through Hercules' body and inserted into a tree tens of meters away Hercules flew back to his hand.Monthly AccessTier 1: 17 Advance chapters Link

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