Chapter 446 The Demon Lord and the Old Dragon
The wilderness has now completely turned into a desert of death. When the power of the 6th ring strongman is fully detonated, thousands of undead are gathering here, trying to participate in this war comparable to that of demigods.

Now, the flames and death have incarnated into a swamp called Death, which devours all life and leaves only embers.

Lind stepped into it, moving forward following his body's reaction to something. His foot stepped over a dark skeleton, and red corrupt smoke filled the air and rushed towards Lind, but when it was about to catch him, a sharp soul blade swept across and cut off the smoke.

He could feel the burning sensation deep in his soul, but his body did not feel fear but rather excitement, even though the sense of crisis completely enveloped his body, making every step he took forward heavy and difficult.

A skull head was hiding in the darkness ahead, its life completely devoured by the power, struggling to hold on. After the wind brought by Lind's walking passed by, the skull head turned into ashes.

Finally, Lind saw the outline in the darkness. The energy field distorted the area, and the part he could see inside was not as far as what he could see outside.

The footsteps were slowly approaching from a distance.

He could barely make out the outline of a massive figure with extremely long horns, the Beast Chancellor Wolfgang.

The only one who could survive this war was Wolfgang, a 5th-ring warrior.

For some reason, Wolfgang, who had fallen into a state of deep madness, actually regained his sanity. However, judging from the injuries on his body, Wolfgang was not in good condition.

"Another undead?" Wolfgang looked down at Linde.

In the darkness, there was a silhouette with a pair of long horns, looking down at the human who was looking up.

"You are more powerful than those undead!" Wolfgang seemed to finally understand everything. "You sent those undead to sneak into Lionheart Castle and let them destroy everything!"

"Although the actual situation is somewhat different from what you said." Lind drew out the broken sword, and the emblems on his body lit up. He was using his own method to quickly stack states to quickly get himself into the best condition for battle. Of course, this process can also be called a "warm-up."

The flames, the two-handed sword, the self-cursing… it was too much.

Wolfgang could clearly feel that the momentum of the human in front of him was rapidly increasing, moving from the 4th ring to the 5th ring.

There was no way he would give the opponent a chance to increase his momentum, and Wolfgang didn't even expect to win the battle. If the opponent could increase his strength to the 5th ring, there would be no gap between the two sides, and the human on the opposite side was still immortal.

But beastmen are never afraid of fighting.

This was the first time the two parties met and there was no verbal communication.

Lind raised his sword, flames burst out from the broken sword, and the fierce flames tore through the darkness.

The resurrected undead noticed the commotion here and started broadcasting live.

"I knew there would be a battle CG. What is Lind's current strength?"

"Since you've been with us all the time, you probably don't have time to cheat."

The undead is live streaming.

Countless people around the world were watching at the same time. Everyone was planning to watch the battle between six-ring masters, but they didn't expect to be killed instantly before they could even get close.

Lind was somewhat dissatisfied with the broken sword in his hand. The blade that was repaired with fire was no longer of much help to him. Apart from the fragments of the magic ring, there was no reason for him to continue using the broken sword.

Wolfgang on the opposite side was approaching Linde quickly, fighting like a wild beast, approaching, observing, and then looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

He pounced without warning, and deep spikes similar to bone spurs popped out from his arms and grabbed towards Lind's head with his sharp claws.

However, Lind reacted the moment he acted.

Lind did not retreat, but took a step forward, wrapping himself in flames and trying to resist with his own body.

The sharp claws collided with the broken sword, and two extremely asymmetrical figures, one big and one small, were deadlocked at this moment.

The domineering state allows Lind to stand as long as his physical strength is not exhausted.

He pulled his left hand back suddenly, and a "Mion's Soul Blade" from the Storm Knight's Path appeared in his hand in a reverse grip.

His left hand slashed upward from the bottom, straight towards Wolfgang's nose. As Wolfgang subconsciously twisted his body to avoid it, Lind's right hand swept across with the flaming sword. A burnt smell came from the air, and the crescent slash illuminated the entire "foot-shaped pit" and went straight to Wolfgang's side, burning off a large piece of his fur.

Wolfgang bared his teeth in anger. His physical condition was very bad, and the fighting skills of the "undead" in front of him were far superior to his own, and even his hard power was stronger than his.

When he thought that the opponent would be a heavily armored warrior who would launch a violent attack on him, he did not expect that the opponent would retreat calmly.

Linde held the Soul Blade in his left hand and the Flame Greatsword in his right hand, and attacked Wolfgang with a flexible posture.

"I never said I was a heavy armored warrior."

Except for the beginning when Lind relied on his strong body to resist, he has mastered more and more abilities since then. His fighting style should be closer to "Magic Swordsman" or "Agile Swordsman". Speed ​​and skill are his main fighting style. He can resist because his health bar is long enough, but he has always won with skills since his debut.

Especially the "Lion Emblem" which the undead called the "Stacked Killing Book". Through rapid attacks and continuous stacking of attacks, and then combined with the 20% power increase of the "Two-handed Sword Emblem", it can burst out terrifying damage far beyond Lind's current stage. All of them require a fast and efficient attack method, and a slow speed is useless.

Moreover, this superposition state does not have an upper limit like the undead. The upper limit of his superposition only depends on how much his soul can bear.

If the "Emblem of the Night" of the Daughter of Night is added, the attack will be accompanied by magical damage, which will be even more terrifying.

Linde's attack was swift, and the sword in his hand swung so wildly that it was dazzling. Wolfgang blocked one sword, but the other sword had already come down as Linde pressed down his wrist.

Wolfgang felt the chill on his neck and followed his bestial instinct to step back and avoid it.

This cannot go on any longer. The Beast Prime Minister understood his current predicament. As a 5th-ring warrior, he did not expect that the man opposite him would actually gradually increase his strength as the fight went on.

Another sword strike came at him, and Wolfgang seemed to see a lion coming at his body, its sharp fangs biting into his body, its teeth pressing into his bones.

The next moment, he saw clearly the force that was attacking him.

Not only lions, but also the sun, the moon, the mermaid, the shield, the two-handed sword, the poet, the Ouroboros... They appeared densely behind the enemy, and then followed the opponent's sword blade and transformed into a horrible and burning pain that attacked their own hearts, trying to burst their bodies.

Wolfgang stepped back again to create distance, but every time he took a step back, the other party would chase him. The blood evaporated and turned into blood mist after leaving his body. The pain did not get smoothed out by the serious injury, but became more obvious.

When the Beast Prime Minister looked down, he noticed that the flame on the opponent's sword had turned into black flame at some point.

The undead had been paying attention to the fight between humans and beasts. The blast of battle dispelled the part that obscured their vision, and they could finally see the tracks of swords and claws in the black night sky, as well as the flames like iron flowers that were erupted by the collisions.

Wolfgang knew that his strength was exhausted, so he chose to sacrifice himself to the abyss again, at least to prevent the other party from winning so easily.

The Beast Prime Minister's body began to twist and mutate, completely abandoning his combat consciousness and fighting by instinct.

But Lind had already dropped the broken sword and grasped the Soul Blade with both hands. The blade was azure blue, and he used his pure soul to fight against the filthy power of the abyss.

What does it matter if he wins by doing this? The Beast Lord pounced on Lind with the last doubt in his heart.

The azure blue track sweeps across the night.

thump—

The Beast Prime Minister's body fell to the ground, twisting and twitching uncontrollably, making his last struggle for life.

Linde looked at the soul blade that was completely entangled by the power of the abyss, and drew this power to his heart. It was so strong that it was comparable to those abyss kings who invaded the continent.

The moonlight fell, embracing Lind in its gentle arms.

The soul blade turned into mottled starlight and dissipated from his palm.

He looked around the huge basin that was torn apart more thoroughly by the war, and then walked step by step towards the corpses in the distance.

The body of King Tyr the Lionheart.

His Lionheart sword.

There was also the body of a wild beast, a lion.

A figure walked out of the darkness.

Grace, the King of Corruption, was surrounded by only wolves and bears licking each other's wounds.

It was obvious that the war had taken its toll on her.

"You won the final war. Everything here is your spoils. The Wilderness Gray Ruins and the Beast's Lair will remember your name starting tomorrow." She looked at Lind and said.

She never left, but she only fulfilled her promise to kill King Lionheart.

Lind bent down and picked up the body of King Lionheart and the Lionheart Greatsword.

"They will." Linder nodded.

He was digging out the beast echo of the Lionheart King. The King of Corruption saw this scene, but did not react.

The power that each beast king can possess is already the limit. In order to prevent the power from flowing back into the body of the beast master, they must even cooperate with other forces and pollute their own power in exchange for balance.

If the King of Corruption gets hold of this piece of Beast Echo, the most likely outcome is that the power in his body will be unbalanced, and he will lose all his power.

However, Lind has obtained the Beast King's beast memories. I am afraid that he will soon become the new Beast King. Another powerful force is about to appear. I hope that the human identities of both sides can continue to support each other.

The King of Corruption remembered that Magdalena had repeatedly claimed that the undead were a group of great humans who were willing to take risks. So if he were to gain this power, perhaps Magdalena's inner persistence would really be responded to.

Lind looked at the echo and the rich aura of the abyss lingering on it, and found that the two were actually maintaining a strange state of balance.

The King of Corruption said: "If you want to possess this power, you must accept the power of the abyss. This may be a good thing for you."

"Good thing?" Lind looked at the echo. He could absorb the power of the abyss above, but not here.

He had no intention of becoming Lionheart II.

……

A voice suddenly came from the deep.

At the edge of a certain ancient site, a black mountain slowly moved. As a "boulder" was lifted up, people could clearly see that it was a black dragon head. However, this dragon looked too old and too tired. The scales on its body were like charcoal blocks after being burned by fire, without any luster.

"Death." The voice made the old black dragon turn his head and look in a certain direction.

"Is this all you do after you wake up?" The old black dragon was annoyed at the sound that disturbed his rest, "Can't you just rest properly?"

"I need a new collaborator, the King of Black Phosphorus."

"If I were still the King of Black Phosphorus, I would crush you to death with my butt!" The old dragon shook his head, causing an earthquake.

No matter human or dragon, they have to pay the price for their choices. It has to pay the price for its past obsession. The greatest punishment must be like now, listening to the chatter of that bastard who calls himself "Lord of the Abyss".

If only I hadn't agreed to that bastard Hastings, a cunning human who was good at deceiving dragons.

But it is not completely without chances. For example, every time it secretly opens a small gap for the "Lord of the Abyss", it will not be long before the other party will be free, and it will also be free. However, it cannot be too happy, because it cannot open a gap directly.

The agreed chain tied the black dragon's neck, making it difficult for him to breathe. Although he didn't want to, he had no choice. The black dragon just wanted to live a more comfortable life.

"What about the last time?" asked Black Dragon.

"Dead." A voice came from the depths of the darkness. The voice was not here, but appeared in the ear across space.

"That bastard was quite powerful, but he died?" Black Dragon was surprised. "When did a 6th ring expert die in the Demon Land?"

Although the Demonic Land is known as "the place where the mortal world and the divine realm meet", it is not short of powerful people.

However, as long as a famous strong man does not fight desperately or offend the top "God", it is impossible for him to die.

"Oh, I get it. Is it your abyss that has affected that bastard's brain? Hahahaha! I've long said that your power has no future, hahaha. Now you know how miserable it is, right?" The old black dragon laughed wildly and mocked the other party mercilessly.

"Help me open a bigger gap. I want to allocate more strength."

"No deal!" The old Black Dragon was unmoved. "I'm the warden of the prison, and you're a prisoner. You still want to bribe me? Bribe, bribe!!"

The Black Dragon gets angry when it comes to bribing him. He has already received too many bad promises: Hastings, Hastings, and Hastings!
"I can give you strength." The voice came again from the depths.

"Tsk..." The old black dragon sneered, "What's the use of my strength? I can't eat or drink."

"What do you want? The Abyss can satisfy all your needs."

"Bullshit, I made a wish for you to run away, can you run away?" The old black dragon didn't give any face and mocked him directly.

The voice was silent.

After a long while, the voice said, "Besides that."

"Slap Hastings for me."

The voice fell silent again.

The old black dragon said: "Look, it's not that I don't have a wish, it's that you can't fulfill it no matter what I give you. So don't think I'm asking for a high price. How about this, you give me a few Abyss soldiers to give me a taste. I still need a piece of magic ring fragment to sharpen my teeth."

The voice had completely stopped responding.

"Hello?! Are you still there?"

"Hey!"

"Hello--!"

(End of this chapter)