The pitch-black greatsword was heavy and profound, as if it contained endless shadows.
With just a slight swing in the fog, it could stir up the darkest and most desperate emotions in one's heart, capturing both body and soul with its blade.
And at this mont, Silas faced this terrifying black greatsword, watching it grow infinitely larger before him.
"Boom!"
The black greatsword ultimately struck only a mass of crimson flas.
Silas's main body successfully escaped in the second before the crisis.
Accompanying the rising flas, he appeared a dozen ters away from Leomaster.
"Blaspher! Traitor! Defying the Lord's will, forsaking the Lord's glory!"
Leomaster roared, the air trembling with his voice.
His figure was faint and indistinct in the dense fog, revealing only a pitch-black and towering silhouette.
Only the crimson light in his eyes was excessively obvious. "I will execute the Lord's wrath and bring down punishnt upon you!"
At this mont, he no longer had that composed appearance from before.
Instead, he seed crazed and twisted, a complete template of a fanatic.
As expected, a madman!
The mont Silas landed, he quickly did two things. First, he tossed Luna from his arms into the distance.
The little creature clearly understood the situation and ran off with her tail raised.
Second, he reached into his robes, and besides throwing out the cat, he also pulled out a section of crystalline white rib.
The mutated "Agony"!
"Thud thud thud!"
Heavy running sounds ca from the other side of the dense fog.
Leomaster had already locked onto his location and was charging over with his greatsword.
"Heh..."
Seeing this, Silas smiled coldly. Gripping the rib, he didn't hesitate to insert it into his own body.
"Pfft!"
"Ahhh..."
The rib entered his abdon.
His body beca extrely sensitive, and that extre painful curse erupted simultaneously on both of them!
Even the "Black Saint" found this level of pain unbearable and began to cry out.
Silas seized the opportunity to retreat while continuing to reach into his robes.
From deep within his robe, he pulled out a card filled with spirituality and high status.
On that card was depicted a demonized Roselle enslaving human n and won.
The "Abyss" card!
This precious opportunity couldn't be wasted. Silas quickly absorbed the card into his body.
"Whoosh!"
His entire aura instantly surged upward, emanating a bloody and cruel presence as if from the abyss itself.
At the sa ti, his stature shot up dramatically, his torso swelled, his limbs grew thick and powerful, mysterious patterned goat horns sprouted from his head, bat-like flesh wings grew from his back, ghostly blue flas danced around him, and the heavy sll of sulfur spread through the mist.
At this mont, he looked far more terrifying than an ordinary Sequence 5 Demon.
The Sequence 5 "Demonization," under the simplified absorption of the Abyss card, had gained trendous enhancent!
"Blaspher!"
From within the fog, Leomaster finally recovered from the pain.
He roared in extre rage, swinging the pitch-black greatsword and slashing toward Silas.
His figure rapidly beca clear in the fog.
"Roar!"
Silas also let out an angry roar.
His right hand opened and closed, grasping a rapidly appearing lava sword burning with ghostly blue flas.
He raised the lava sword high and actively t that black greatsword head-on!
"Clang..."
A dull sound imdiately rang out. The collision of the two weapons produced trendous impact.
The fog that had originally shrouded the surroundings was quickly dispersed as a result. This half of the plaza briefly beca clear!
Silas felt powerful recoiling force, his arm going numb and sore.
A trace of astonishnt flashed through his demonized eyes, because after the lava sword collided with the Black Knight's greatsword, it actually fell to a disadvantage.
Even after so much enhancent, the lava sword still couldn't match the Black Knight's greatsword.
The scorching temperature failed to lt that greatsword. It still looked profoundly cold and deep, extrely sharp.
Instead, it severely damaged the lava sword, cutting deeply into half of it.
"Creak..."
Leomaster gave him no chance to catch his breath.
The black greatsword continued to exert force, cutting through Silas's lava sword bit by bit.
The lava sword kept making sharp sounds, clearly about to break!
"Die!"
Silas's eyes focused. He shouted at the "Black Saint" in ancient Hers.
It was an extrely profane curse.
Using the demon's voice as a dium and carrying the True Creator's ntal impact, it exploded thunderously in Leomaster's mind!
"Ahhhhh!"
The "Black Saint" imdiately showed a pained expression, and the heavy pressure from the greatsword also withdrew considerably.
Silas took advantage of the situation to dismiss the lava sword, flapped his bat wings, and once again created distance between them.
"To actually use the Lord's voice to attack His believers!"
Leomaster looked at Silas, the light in his eyes becoming increasingly crimson.
He was so angry he could barely control himself.
He could even clearly hear the "thump thump" sound of the blood vessels at his temples pulsing, as if in the next mont, those vessels would burst!
"Desire Manipulation"!
Silas had no intention of holding back.
After "Profane Words" activated, intense desire flowed across his body's surface, enough to stir the strongest emotions in one's heart.
For an extre fanatic, this was definitely a powerful weapon!
Leomaster was indeed affected, but he quickly noticed the abnormality and tried hard to restrain his emotions.
But it was too late.
"Surge!"
Silas fully provoked the "Black Saint's" extre inner emotions and shouted.
Faith in the Lord, rage toward the blaspher, the other personality's pain and struggle, the pursuit of kindness, remorse for his own actions... everything ca flooding up at once and exploded in Leomaster's mind!
Silas provoked desire not to harm his physical body, but to erode his spirit.
At this mont, Leomaster's greatest weakness was the madness caused by having two personalities in his head.
So Silas grasped this point and continuously attacked his spirit.
It was like two people fighting, specifically kicking hard at the opponent's bad leg... Underhanded, but perfectly suited for the madman from the Aurora Order.
"Pfft!"
Blood simultaneously spurted from Leomaster's nose, eyes, and ears.
In that instant, he was in so much pain he couldn't even make a sound!
Good, the condition has further deteriorated...
Silas sneered inwardly.
He didn't expect to defeat a demigod with just these thods alone. He was just seeing further hope of possibility.
Just then, changes occurred in the surroundings.
The shadow beneath Leomaster's feet was rapidly spreading.
Like a drop of thick ink diffusing in water, it painted the entire plaza's ground black.
A heavy and depraved aura instantly filled the fog.
The black knight, standing upon shadows, brought corruption to this world.
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