Chapter 208: VS the Demon King! Intense Battle!

The Demon King took his last sip of tea and set down the teacup.

A young figure appeared ahead, accompanied by the sound of rapid footsteps.

With just one glance, the Demon King sensed that this was a true master of swordsmanship. He frowned slightly, realizing that the aura of this young man was remarkably similar to that of the old man he had killed last time.

“You are the Demon King? It shouldn’t be wrong.”

Leo silently counted in his heart, seven, six, five…

Once the countdown ended, all the power he had accumulated would dissipate, and he would have to start over.

His body had already reached its limit, and he had no confidence in starting to accumulate power again with such a body.

The Sword Shadow Clone was activated, and Leo’s body instantly appeared in front of the Demon King.

The Demon King was slightly surprised; at that moment, he acted first, disappearing as Leo appeared and reappearing beneath the throne.

Oh no!

The two acted almost simultaneously, with Leo wasting a good opportunity.

He fully utilized the Sword Domain, perceiving the surrounding situation with clarity; any minor mistakes would not affect him at all.

In the next moment, he appeared behind the Demon King and swung his sword.

Swoosh!

He did not tear apart the Demon King’s body; instead, his body could not bear the burden, blood vessels ruptured, staining his skin red. Leo felt a sweetness in his throat, and the momentum he had built up instantly leaked away.

He did not know how many swords he had struck with all his might; it was probably around eighty or ninety times, achieving a power thousands of times greater than in a normal state.

The Demon King looked at him coldly, “How boring. Is this your strength? You have truly disappointed me.”

Leo also realized that he had been too obsessed with the Sword of Transcendence; without the right opportunity, he could not strike the opponent, which instead hindered his actions.

He exhaled a breath of foul air, his eyes shining with brilliance, reflecting every move of the Demon King, while his brain accelerated to analyze and decipher the various action routes of the Demon King.

He was going to bet everything on this one sword, to unleash the strongest final strike, to live through death!

The Demon King frowned slightly; Leo gave him a strange feeling, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, as if the power did not belong to him.

Then, he grinned, “I see, you are ultimately just a puppet.”

He approached Leo, planning to take the next sword with his bare hands, underestimating him in the end.

However, in the next moment, just as they were about to make contact, the Demon King sensed something was off, recalling how Miles had also been so careless before, and immediately retreated.

He almost fell for it; the Demon King’s gaze sharpened, and then a playful smile returned to his lips.

With a swing of his sword, blood arrows erupted from Leo once again, but before this sword was finished, a brilliant white sword light burst forth from the Sword, illuminating the dim space and brightening the entire hall.

Concentrating all his power on the sword body could effectively avoid wasting strength, but it could not be used for long-range attacks. At this moment, releasing sword energy was very necessary, catching the opponent off guard and causing a powerful destructive effect.

The sword light rapidly expanded, enveloping all the escape routes of the Demon King. At this moment, the Demon King had no time to react; in the face of this strongest strike, he became so small.

“This kind of power, impossible!”

The Demon King seemed to see his nightmare; the last time he was also torn apart by this kind of power, unable to resist at all.

“What is your relationship with that old man?”

No one could answer him. A burst of white light flashed, and the Demon King was engulfed by the sword energy, letting out a painful roar as his body split in half and fell to the ground, just like Miles before.

The sword energy surged forward, slicing the entire Demon King’s castle in two, crashing down. Not only that, but the entire Abyss of Demons also revealed a huge gash, nearly obliterated.

In the ruins, Leo gasped for breath, feeling excruciating pain throughout his body. He immediately used rapid healing to stop his injuries.

The Demon King was dealt with.

Although it had gone somewhat smoothly, the fact remained that the power accumulated by the Sword of Transcendence had erupted with full force, and the Demon King was undoubtedly doomed.

Just as Leo relaxed, dark clouds gathered around him, an endless stream of evil power converged from all directions of the Abyss of Demons, hovering above the Demon King’s castle, carrying a terrifying oppressive force that almost destroyed the castle completely.

The heavens and earth boiled, all the filthy powers turned into a pitch-black storm, surging into the Demon King’s body. The Demon King’s body writhed, and his wounds began to stitch together, gradually returning to normal.

At this moment, the Demon King was undergoing a transformation, floating in mid-air, exuding a terrifying pressure.

Leo thought it was a pity; the Demon King was indeed the Demon King, not so easily dealt with.

In the storm, the Demon King landed steadily on the ground, twisted his neck, “Not bad power, but unfortunately, aside from the power of the hero, no other power can kill me.”

He wore a confident smile on his face, mocking Leo.

Leo remained unmoved; he could kill the Demon King once, and he could kill him a second time, until he was completely dead.

With the power of the Heartflow, there was nothing that could not be cut down. He had always believed this, and even if he saw the Demon King die and come back to life, he would not waver.

Moreover, the Demon King’s previous death was caused by the old man’s sword; there was no reason he could not be killed again.

Leo’s heart was as calm as water, without a ripple.

Meanwhile, beneath the calm expression of the Demon King lay a raging fury, a demonic shadow clawing and roaring in his heart.

“Why? Wasn’t it said that only the power of the hero can slay the Demon King? This is the second time, already the second time! Is the Demon King’s power fake? How could that be?!”

He could die and come back to life, thanks to the exclusive chosen skill obtained after surpassing SSS class.

Demonic Shadow: After the death of the peak Demon King, absorb the remaining filth of heaven and earth, gaining a chance to resurrect. Upon revival, his strength doubles.

Having wasted a chance at death meant that the next time he would truly die, never to be revived again; the only benefit was that his strength would be doubled.

“Demon King’s true form!”

The Demon King no longer dared to be careless, growling lowly, his body instantly swelling, transforming into a ten-meter-tall demonic figure, radiating violent demonic power that distorted space.

“Roar!”

A thunderous roar echoed through the space, releasing immense power, causing the ground to tremble and shake.

The Demon King swung his massive palm, carrying overwhelming might, slamming down as if a great mountain was pressing down.

Leo struggled to stand up, ignoring the pain in his body, and swung his sword again.

A precise Mind Slash was unleashed, which was Leo’s full power in his normal state, much weaker than the previous strike.

“Indeed, your sword has its limitations.”

The Demon King instantly saw through his swordsmanship, spitting out arrogant words, “Either submit to me and become one of the Four Heavenly Kings, or die!”

Leo focused all his attention, concentrating his spirit on this sword. Even if it was just a Mind Slash, it still carried the name of a Mind Slash.

This sword, carrying the might to cut through heaven and earth, surged toward the Demon King’s palm, aiming for the sky.

In an instant, blood spurted out, a rain of blood fell to the ground, and the Demon King clutched his palm, howling in pain.

“Damn it!” This roar belonged to an explosion of suppressed rage, growling fiercely, “I’ll kill you!”

The Demon King’s body swelled again, a beam of destructive light shot straight ahead, piercing through the continuous mountains, leaving behind a pool of scorching magma, glowing with a crimson heat.

Leo’s body appeared in mid-air, slashing down from above, a sword even more powerful than before once again tearing through the Demon King’s body.

One sword was more terrifying than the last, one sword was sharper than the last, and one sword was more cunning than the last.

At the limit of life and death, Leo disregarded his body’s capacity, began to surpass himself, vowing to unleash the strongest second sword once more.

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