Hua Xin, the Hero's Adventure 8

"Dong Miao, you dog!"

"You've been lying to me for so long?!"

"Say it again? Say it again what you just said??"

"If I don't cut off all your limbs, turn you into a pig, and throw you on an itchy tree to be covered in ants, crying out to the earth and heaven, hanging you on that crooked-necked tree on Coal Hill, I'm not surnamed Hua!"

The warrior Hua Xin, possessing powerful Magic Power and physical strength, was not afraid of the two wounds on her body pierced by Dong Miao. Having been through many battles, she had long since developed immunity to injuries and pain. Furthermore, after awakening her abilities, her Magic Power could also accelerate her recovery from injuries to a certain extent.

In other words, she hadn't felt what "pain" felt like for a long time.

To think that the comrade-in-arms I've known for so many years is actually the legendary, ruthless demon king...

No, or rather, judging from his actions just now, that's certainly true. The guy in the black robe who called himself the Demon King in mid-air and the muscular giant who suddenly appeared at the end of the group vanished without a trace while they were talking. So, is this proof of Dong Miao's status and authority...?

Demon King...

A surge of emotions welled up within Hua Xin, the peculiar feeling of being deceived and betrayed churning within her. She slowly raised the Hero's Sword, her form gradually becoming transparent, her aura slowly fading away. Having utilized her awakened talent and the legendary Hero's Sword, it was clear that Hua Xin, as a "Hero," was...

They're really serious now!!!

"Sigh, how naive."

"For a human hero to be so naive, trusting a nobody so much, is it humans who are stupid, or heroes who are stupid?"

Dong Miao calmly reassembled his Magic Staff sword, restoring it to its usual unremarkable Magic Staff, and his tone showed no sign of panic.

Come on, he wasn't stabbed twice, nor did he bleed that much. Who's really losing? (Leans back tactically)

As the Demon King, he didn't think he was much weaker than this silly female hero. Fate had made them sworn enemies, and now they needed to resolve this destiny.

Who will win between the Demon King and the Hero?

This has long been a unique nemesis in all novels and anime of this genre, and the continent of Hachimi is no exception.

As demon kings and heroes of unknown generations, they should bring this destiny, which has been passed down for countless years, to an end in their hands.

At the same time, it is time to let the entire continent be shrouded in the rule of the Demon Realm once again.

However, Dong Miao had witnessed Hua Xin's peak physical strength after achieving Saintly Body and awakening her innate abilities. To be honest, even as the Demon King, he wasn't entirely confident that he could defeat her in a one-on-one head-on confrontation.

So...

Hehehehehehe.

Dong Miao silently took a step back, gently avoiding Hua Xin's somewhat sluggish attack. The sword light merely wiped out the lush grass on the ground, leaving not even ashes.

At the same time, the Hero's Sword was planted straight into the grass.

"What happened?"

Hua Xin was somewhat shocked to see the Hero's Sword, which she no longer had the strength to hold, slip from her hand. This had never happened in any of her previous battles.

A sword is a warrior's second life.

Without weapons, one is like a lamb to the slaughter, at the mercy of others, subject to all kinds of abuse and humiliation.

But why would she voluntarily put down the sword now?

Could it be...?

"Dong Miao, you bastard! You have no martial ethics!"

A faint trace of blood slowly trickled from Hua Xin's pale lips. She knelt down on one knee, clutching her chest, her eyes wide with disbelief as she looked at Dong Miao, who wore a faint smile.

However, the blood flowing from the two sword holes that Dong Miao had stabbed into his body was rather dark in color.

It's like...

"Who says you can't poison someone?"

"Please, Lord Hero, times have changed."

"You're still stuck in the era of fair and square duels based on chivalry. Now everyone uses guns."

Dong Miao sighed and patted the dust off his clothes. He also took off his glasses, which were perched on his nose, and threw them into the grass not far away, disappearing without a trace.

The features on her face began to change slightly. Dong Miao's gentle and peaceful temperament weakened a little, while a cold and charming aura appeared.

"You..."

"You..."

Hua Xin, who is clearly an invulnerable warrior who is immune to all poisons and swords, is now inexplicably poisoned because Dong Miao just applied poison to the sword.

The resurrection spell cast by the Archmage on her body failed to take effect, and the strength in her limbs gradually spiraled out of control. This was the first time that the surging Magic Power and power within her body had been completely depleted in this way.

She forgot.

The person before me is no longer the harmless magician, but the ruler of the Demon Realm, the enemy of mankind, the Demon King.

As the Demon King, he broke through the magic and the protection of her armor, and even the poison that could affect her without her noticing a trace...

She was tricked.

They were thoroughly outmaneuvered.

"I'll kill you..."

Hua Xin collapsed onto the grass, panting heavily. The heavy armor she wore to defend against attacks had become the final straw that broke the camel's back. Normally, it felt like she wasn't wearing anything at all, but now she felt as if a mountain weighing a thousand pounds was pressing down on her, leaving her completely immobile.

Therefore, all they can say are some harmless and ineffective threats.

Demon King vs. Hero, Hero Hua Xin, dies.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry."

Dong Miao coughed softly, then squatted down and skillfully removed Hua Xin's tough armor in no time.

The unique, voluptuous skin of a young girl, the beautiful figure honed by countless battles, and of course, the weak breathing after being poisoned, as well as the stubborn look in her eyes—angry yet helpless, too weak to even speak—were all exposed to Dong Miao.

How should I describe this feeling?

He had only one feeling about this.

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Then Dong Miao hoisted Hua Xin onto his shoulder, but his hand, somewhat mischievously, patted her lightly in the spot.

"Smack."

Fast rebound, crisp sound, five-star rating.

What are you going to do?

Hua Xin growled through gritted teeth.

But Dong Miao simply said:

"Ah."

"I've wanted to have a child with you for a long time."

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