Defying the Fate of Beheading

Chapter 673 355 Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill Shows Off Its Power; The Next Emperor? No, The Only Louis

Louis felt bitter, so bitter that he couldn't even speak.If it were in the past, he could still straighten his back and loudly declare to Princess Consort Diana, "I did nothing wrong," but now, facing his smiling mother-in-law, he didn't dare to utter a word of rebuttal.

He obediently said:

"Lady Diana, I…"

"Hmm?" Master of Destiny gave him a glance, "What did you call me?"

Louis decisively changed his address: "Mother, maybe I should first kill all the demons nearby, and then come back to admit my mistakes to you."

Diana's lips curled up slightly, and she swung her legs while seated on the magic staff: "There's no one who can stop you, is there?"

"Then I'll head out first?" Louis carefully stood up, and seeing that Diana didn't stop him, he dared not even take a deep breath as he left the constraints of the gravity magic.

He cast a gloomy gaze towards the fierce battlefield in the distance, his lips slightly curling.

Can't fight back against the mother-in-law, but can't I fight you?

"Kill!"

Criminal Dragon Armor manifest, twisted energy dragon wings spread in the sky.

The demons fighting with the Curse Binding Legion instantly felt the rising demigod presence.

It permeated with a scent that left them astonished.

This was already the fourth demigod appearing on this small battlefield.

The terror of demigods was enough to make most creatures in the world turn and flee just by facing them.

—But running wouldn't stop them from turning.

Aside from a few truly bizarre races like demons, few would willingly face the edge of a demigod.

And from just now, they kept encountering cleansing teams guided by demigods one after another.

Suddenly, two imposing forces rose and swept across the surroundings.

The pressure contained cold and destructive energy, with an Abyssal Lord joining the battle on Louis's side.

...

Duke Talley, a demigod lord under the four gods of the abyss.

Since he followed the vampire path, more people liked to call him the Blood Emperor.

Since falling into the abyss, he continuously battled, and within less than ten years, he rampaged across the abyss territories. His talent was top-notch among vampires, combined with a hundred years of grueling combat, soon converted by Khorne as a chosen god.

Now he will act before his god.

Crossing the abyssal gate, the opposite side was his enemy.

The strongest among the stars made him feel fear.

Facing his glory, he always recalled the illusion of being a young vampire, looking up to the vast sky.

Fortunately, the deity's majesty mainly involved the four gods; otherwise, he wouldn't dare directly engage in battle.

But his desire to kill wasn't reduced at all, or perhaps it was because he felt repressed by the deity that he was more willing to kill other stars' champions at any cost.

Demons were born to drink blood.

He originally thought this way too.

Until he received a summons from his own god.

The great Khorne informed him of a mission.

"I need you to kill someone."

"My lord, their name, appearance, location." He bowed gracefully, displaying a cruel expression.

Could he bathe in the blood of enemies again?

"You don't need to know, when you see him, you will understand who your enemy is."

Khorne's voice descended from the throne, like thunder rolling.

The Blood Emperor dared not ask further.

Because clearly, there was more to Khorne's words.

Thus, he arrived at this battlefield.

The moment he set foot on the blood-red land, he felt a gaze from the sky.

That gaze made his heart race.

But his powerful master, Khorne of the Four Gods, rose against the great emperor's aura.

That concept-level clash, he dared not approach it, instead turning his focus below.

At that moment, he saw a young man.

Judging by human appearance, the young man had barely surpassed his youth, just blossoming into maturity.

Yet this young man exuded an aura even the Blood Emperor couldn't ignore.

He instinctively wiped his eyes.

No!

The age wasn't miscalculated, certainly around twenty.

But what's your professional level? LV20, on the verge of breaking through to legendary?

This kid had none of the signs of seizing power from others, meaning he reached this professional level through his own talent and effort at this age.

Looking closer.

Oh, it turns out to be a great sin!

He finally understood why his god said he would instantly know his enemy upon seeing that person.

However, the Blood Emperor, after looking even more carefully, noticed something amiss.

No introductions, they began confronting each other from a distance before even making contact.

The illusion of warriors gathered behind Louis, the murderous aura swelling like a volcano ready to erupt.

The Blood Emperor stared intently at Louis.

As a member of the Blood Race, he spent most of his life indulging in the enemy's blood.

No one was more familiar with the scent of blood than him, yet standing in front of Louis, he smelled an ocean of blood and corpses from behind Louis, making his complexion change dramatically.

"You humans always say we demons like to cause slaughter, but I see that your Excellency has killed a thousand times more than me; that indeed seems laughable."

In a daze, he seemed to hear countless tormented wails of the undead surrounding Louis.

No, that didn't even count as undead.

For the strong, even undead could be killed.

It was merely a terrifying malevolence, the desperate screams of soul remnants, countless beings perished at his hands, remaining after death.