What a tough armor!
Although he successfully hit the target, Demiurge knew that his blow was not enough to kill the soldier. At most, he would only suffer minor injuries.
Damn weapons... damn armor... how on earth are these things made?
Just as Demiurge was complaining in his heart, the other Devourers reacted and chopped down at Demiurge with Power Weapon that looked like a decapitating axe.
Demiurge already had a way to deal with this incredibly destructive weapon. He wrapped his fists with magic enchantments and used his own mana to withstand the destruction of Power Weapon's decomposition stance.
As soon as it came into contact, the blue strip was missing.
Although Demiurge is already at level 100, he is not a pure mage, and his mana can only be said to be adequate.
Therefore, Demiurge didn't bother much with the decapitating axe. He swung away with all his strength and then shook his wings to retreat quickly.
"Don't run!"
The cooperation between the Devourers has long been seamless, especially after Butcher's Nails was taken off, the pain and anger would not interfere with their judgment. Therefore, before Demiurge pulled away, there were several other Devourers sharpening their knives waiting for him.
Damn... these guys aren't as fast or as strong as me, but their discipline makes up for it.
Seeing that both of his wings were about to be cut off, Demiurge had no choice but to use advanced speech spirits on these Devourer.
"I say, you all kneel down!"
In an instant, a powerful coercion burst out from Demiurge's body and swept through every Devourer around him.
The tough warrior immediately felt his armor creaking, and his knees couldn't help but press down to the ground.
"Witch... witchcraft..."
Devourer disliked Demiurge's little tricks. At this time, Angron said unhappily.
"They are my children, do you want them to kneel down to you Xenos?"
As soon as the sound came out, Devourer suddenly found that the heavy pressure on his body suddenly disappeared. They immediately attacked Demiurge, and the decapitating ax sliced through Demiurge's dark and hard demonic skin.
Hiss!!!!
Just a slight scratch on the skin, the destructive pain caused by the decomposition left a deep impression on Demiurge. His face was distorted by it, but he was not overwhelmed by the pain.
He looked at Angron and found that his body looked a little heavy.
According to the memories of those captives, each Primarchs has his own area of expertise. Could this Primarchs be said to be able to absorb other people's negative buffs and transfer them to himself? This is really a difficult assistant...
Demiurge sighed lightly. Demonic magic has always been known for its curses and negative attributes. Angron Stopping here can be said to have disabled most of his abilities.
What on earth are he waiting for? If he was so powerful, he should pounce on me, tear off my wings and break my bones!
Demiurge still couldn't figure out why Angron was motionless, so he slammed his fists on the ground and forcibly created a thick circular earth wall around him to delay Devourer's progress.
Two seconds... or one second...
Buying in these hours is enough!
Demiurge's eyes flashed, and a large amount of potion that could restore mana was poured into his mouth. Then his lips wriggled, and he released another restricted skill before Devourers came in.
"Absorption and Proliferation!"
In an instant, the dependents Demiurge had trained were sucked dry by him from thousands of meters away. With these extra flesh and blood, Demiurge's body shape changed again. He grew more arms, allowing him to face attacks from both front and back at the same time.
"Get away! Incompetent!" Demiurge swept forward with his fist and knocked one Devourer away. He danced his tail like a whip and hit the other Devourer, releasing the flames in an instant.
The battle passed by minute by second. Although Devourer was completely suppressed by Demiurge, not a single person was lost.
In the end, Demiurge couldn't bear it anymore and took out the props given to him by Ainz, a long sword with extremely high armor-breaking ability and a body that looked like crystal.
"Go to hell!"
Demiurge slashed away with one strike. One Devourer felt that he could not dodge and directly shouldered him towards him. The sight of the extremely thick shoulder armor made Demiurge feel frightened.
Can this sword cut through?
Clang!
The next second, the long sword broken in the shoulder armor answered.
Demiurge gritted his teeth and looked at Devourer, and had to take out the valuable one-time props that Ainz had given him.
"Scroll of Decay! Strong Acid Vial! Oscillating Tuning Fork! Disintegration Horn! Hourglass of Time's Passage!"
Demiurge used a series of items that weakened the armor and weakened the defense level. With another punch, he could finally see dents and cracks on Devourer's armor where it was difficult to see any new scratches.
Great!
Demiurge has never been so happy that he had the urge to cry because he broke the enemy's defense. He struck while the iron was hot and swept twelve Devourer around with heavy punches, and even broke one person's arm and a leg under the fire of explosive bombs!
Even so... are you still not taking action?
Demiurge was a little out of breath. He estimated that if he continued to fight like this, even if he doubled the duration of True Demon Form, it would be endless. Finally, he decided to find another way to eliminate the warriors in front of him.
Since I can't smash you with my fists, then I'll burn you with fire! I don't believe there isn't even a crack in your armor!
Demiurge flew high, raised his hands above his head, and used magic to create a round of somewhat evil Infernal Sun.
The Devourers were analyzing the Infernal Sun summoned by Demiurge. The temperature was extremely high, reaching the level of melting their armor!
In an instant, they all stepped forward and stood in front of Primarchs, using their bodies to form a solid line of defense.
"We will protect you with our lives!"
Devourers fulfilled their vows, but this move did not move Angron, but made him sigh helplessly.
"Oh... you silly kids, can't you see what Xenos is thinking?"
"Think... idea?"
Devourer was at a loss when he heard Primarchs's sigh. Angron didn't explain much, just let them slowly understand, then pushed Devourer away, stood in front of them and looked at Demiurge flying in the sky.
"Haha!" Demiurge laughed excitedly. Those Devourer who stood in front of Primarchs extremely nervously protected him had already told him a lot of information.
Primarchs Angron It's not that he pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, but he is really weak!
If that's the case, then you have to be brought alive by me to Lord Ainz for interrogation!
Demiurge roared in his heart, and pushed Infernal Sun out with both hands. The terrifying temperature caused the water in the square to evaporate quickly, causing the leaves of the decorative trees to dry up and become brittle.
Angron quietly stared at the fierce sun approaching him, and he ordered Devourer not to come forward to protect him.
"Father... Father!" a Devourer shouted Angron in desperation.
"Don't worry about me, I have my own way to deal with him."
Angron After giving a comforting sound, he raised his hands flat, and in the next second, a magic circle with brilliant brilliance was generated in his palms.
"Water bullet magic?"
Demiurge couldn't help but grin and sneer, "You and your brother are really far apart. Do you want to stop the ninth-level Infernal Sun with a mere first-level magic? It's really ridiculous!"
"Well, maybe."
Angron replied calmly. Demiurge suddenly had a blur in his eyes. Then his face changed drastically and he exclaimed, "Magic cast at the same time?! One hundred and fifty-three thousand water bombs???"