1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King-Chapter 163 - 163 Assassin (1)
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Just like how he was using the iron plate on his body as a medium for projecting his power, the other party was in Currere thanks to the paper crown on its head to exist as a fake king.
In other words, as long as the crown was struck down, the other party could be banished from Currere.
Therefore, William threw the only spell that had a sure-hit effectâDeclaration.
Unfortunately, the other party happened to be Lady of Starvationâs Demon General Erosion. If it were a Demon General who had grasped other domains, it wouldnât have been able to dodge the Spear of Declaration that froze time.
However, being the symbol of entropy destruction and the end of time, it had a way to stop this strike.
Clang!
A distant bell sounded, and a light-green phantom of a huge bell appeared within ten meters of Erosion.
The crystalline ice spear shattered when it collided with the phantom.
William saw three tattered bells appear in the other partyâs hand. One of them swayed on its own. As the phantom of the huge bell around Erosion dissipated, the bell turned to ashes and disappeared.
In the bell chimes that symbolized the end of time, even time itself would cease to exist.
Williamâs strike stopped the other partyâs previous attack.
âDeclaration?â
After blocking the spear, Erosion stopped.
If the other partyâs imprisonment could be explained by its carelessness, the other party had just targeted its only weakness in Currere and directly used the Divine Realm Frost spell, Declaration, to attack. He knew everything about it.
Moreover, how did such a weak magic chanter use Divine Realm spells?
Throughout Vic Continentâs history, no genius could reach the Divine Realm at this age.
âInterestingâŠâ
This was definitely not a power the other party possessed. Erosion sized up the girl before its gaze landed on the iron plate on her chest that was about to shatter.
âWhat holy relic is that?â Erosion asked in Jesseâs voice.
âYou want to know?â William asked mockingly. As he spoke, he took off the nearly shattered iron plate from his neck and threw it into the sky. He then wore the last iron plate in his hand.
The iron plate he threw out shattered into pieces that filled the sky with dazzling light. Then, they solidified into countless weapons made of light that floated in the air, fully surrounding Erosion.
William raised one hand, and the weapons aimed at the crown on the other partyâs head.
âYou can study it carefully.â
As William raised his hand, countless weapons made of light fell like rain.
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âThat girl⊠seems to be Vincentâs daughter, right?â
âSo is the person opposite really Duke Jesse?â
Not far away on Rose Avenue, behind the faint golden wall of light, the two guard mages beside Jesse looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
The girl suspected to be Vincentâs daughter was elegantly commanding countless weapons that shone with golden light like a conductor of a symphony band. They were as agile as fish in an invisible sea, either gathering or separating. The swords made of pure magic that filled the sky followed her will and changed directions and speed as they attacked Jesse. đłđđeđ đđđ§đšvđÆ.cođ¶
As for Jesse, it was enveloped by countless buzzing flies. They turned into a few constantly spinning tornadoes that circled it. Any golden swords that attacked it were blocked by the tornadoes, devoured by the flies inside, and dissipated.
The little aftershock emitted by the battle between the two made the surrounding people tremble both in body and mind.
The trees that were as thick as an arm span were only left with sawdust all over the ground when they were slightly brushed by the pitch-black tornado. The Rose Palaceâs metal door which was an adamantine and Elementium Silver alloy was sliced open by the weapon that flickered with golden light.
If they hadnât seen it with their own eyes, they wouldnât have believed that the two young people in front of them were so powerful even at the threat of their lives.
What was happening now challenged their common sense.
It wasnât that they had never seen a mage fight. They had even seen very high-level mage fights.
Back when the two of them were training in Ring City, they were lucky enough to see Legendary magic chanters spar.
However, that battle was like childâs play compared to what was in front of themâeven though the two people in front of them looked more like children in terms of age.
âWhat should we do?â the magic chanter who had released the Fire Wall asked.
âWhat else can we do other than wait here?â the other person pressed on the faint golden wall and replied.
The blood-covered girl had summoned this wall before the battle began. At first, they thought that the other party wanted to keep reinforcements out. However, when the battle began and everything around them was destroyed by the aftershocks of their spells, they realized that it was set up to protect them.
This wasnât a domain they could interfere with by their strength alone.
More importantly, they didnât even know whose side they should take.