Hyper-Dimensional Player

Rumble!

A giant crater of tens of meters in diameter emerged, and cracks in the earth spread up to Zerata’s city walls.

"How is this possible?"

"Why is there a demon that can resist the Law of the Power of Darkness!"

――Fear!

――Charm!

――Mind Control!

No use.

No use.

No use at all.

That terrifying figure completely ignored all his spells, the Beheading Giant Sword in his hand swept by, sending Asas flying like a ball with a loud bang.

Wow!

A large mouthful of blood spurted out.

Asas’s expression was already flustered and helpless at this moment.

"Why doesn’t the Power of Darkness affect him!"

"Why can’t Command Words control him either?"

There was no time to react, the opponent’s figure instantly teleported and flashed to his front, Asas hurriedly raised a shield to block, terrifying force smashed his figure like a cannonball against Zerata’s city walls, even smashing out a huge hole.

"Indeed, without the Divine Power blessing from the goddesses of the Bright Water Realm, it’s much harder to kill a Demon Lord."

"Even a low-tier Dark Monarch required me to cut so many times."

Power of Darkness?

What a joke.

When Duncan slew the Dark Monarch Glazest, he didn’t feel any erosion from the Power of Darkness.

Even now, although his incarnation lacks the blessing of many goddesses, and lacks the protection Domain Law from the Goddess of Love Shunni, a mere Power of Darkness, with abilities focusing mainly on fear, intimidation, and charm, can breach the King of Kings’ will shield?

A joke.

Except for the True God governing the divine position of ’fear’, any other effect of fear has no influence on Duncan.

Command Words?

Not to mention Command Words, even if Asas had mastery over Words Aligning Laws, it wouldn’t be possible for him to make Duncan bow down just with a word.

"This ability is good."

"In the future, it will be mine."

The beheading giant sword of the demon incarnation rose with a strange purple demon flame, seemingly like a pillar of light descending from the sky, terrifying demon flames burning everything, even stones were ablaze, this is a kind of power similar to evil fire, mastered only by warlocks in the Bottomless Abyss.

Direction of Zerata.

Standing among the crowd, the stunningly gorgeous Icliffda showed a hint of fear, in her inconceivable gaze, that terrifying existence seemed like a Demon Hunter, with a storm-like offensive, beat Asas into running chaos, finally the Beheading Giant Sword shattered Asas’s Power of Darkness with the concentrated Demon force.

In the eyes of thousands of horrified demons, a familiar-looking head was severed.

Duncan didn’t have so much trouble when dealing with the Dark Monarch Glazest.

Asas, as a low-tier Dark Monarch, managing to withstand so many moves under his incarnation’s hand, can be considered outperformed.

"Immediately evacuate here." Icliffda decisively commanded.

No slightest attachment.

Revenge?

Revenge for her offspring?

What a joke.

An offspring dead can regenerate, it’s not like she can’t birth more, merely a male offspring after all, even a female heir, the first daughter of the Zor Elf family, can be abandoned in critical time.

She didn’t like the offspring she had after being seduced by the Dark Monarch.

This is the style of the Zor Elves.

The Zor Elves of Purgatory failed their planning here, with Asas dead, their secret control hope over Zerata shattered, now they only hoped to return to the negotiation table.

As for the deceased Asas?

His head is nice.

Duncan intended to use it as a decoration.

The whole battlefield ended bizarrely like this, a large number of Demon Guards surrendered, those unwilling to surrender quickly fled to other directions, some even escaped to the Ivory Tower inside the collapsing Silver Palace.

Bang!

Duncan grabbed Asas’s calf with one hand, clutching his headless corpse like a chick, with the other hand, a giant hand growing demon claws gripped Asas’s head, directly throwing the head and the corpse in front of Trasia-Perception.

Now his stature became more enormous, almost reaching the height of a Balrog, standing before him, Trasia was like an exquisite small figure.

"Take Zerata."

"Tomorrow we attack the Silver Palace directly!"

Duncan’s deep voice was filled with terrifying oppression, with Asas’s death, a portion of the Power of Darkness seemed to transfer to him.

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