"I don't understand why you all reject the Demon King. Look at the residential areas in the distance, has anywhere been destroyed? Has anyone among you died because of the Demon King?"
No one didn't exclaim at this. Just as their mouths were about to open, Wang Xiaole, who was facing away from them, suddenly spread out wings from behind.
Flying Wings!
This is a useful item given to adventurers who cannot use flight magic. It can be used many times and its performance is on par with real wings.
Wang Xiaole did not lack the ability to use flight magic. After absorbing the power of the goddess completely, he was proficient in all weapons and magic. The reason he insisted on using the magic item was to save energy and because the girl in the red dress insisted on giving it to him, not accepting it would seem heartless.
"The Demon King is up there, I'm going to meet her."
The metallic wings spread out, and a gust of wind spiraled beneath Wang Xiaole's feet. In the next moment, he was in the air about forty to fifty meters above the ground.
"Girl, don't go!"
Those who shouted like this concluded that Wang Xiaole was a girl after hearing his voice. Although their shouts couldn't reach him due to the distance, they were sincere. No one wanted to witness the death of their fellow citizens, and no one believed that Wang Xiaole could safely return after approaching the Demon King's castle. There were also one or two naive people who thought that a miracle might happen.
But when those who sensed it initially realized the subtle fluctuation of Wang Xiaole's aura, it was extremely weak.
"Only someone with 'Hundred Battles' strength would be futile even if they went..."
The "Hundred Battles" they mentioned referred to the combat power level set by the human country. This criterion was widely used throughout the continent and was not limited to any particular race. The order of strength was as follows:
Hundred Battles (equivalent to one hundred people) → Thousand Slaughters (defeating one thousand people) → Quasi-Raider (can take down three thousand people) → Raider (no difficulty dealing with five thousand people) → Broken Army (can slaughter tens of thousands on the spot) → Peerless (capable of single-handedly fighting tens of thousands of troops) → Quasi-Ruins (not considering an army of ten thousand) → Ruins (can fight twenty thousand troops) → Quasi-World Overturner (treating thirty thousand people like grass and weeds) → World Overturner (exists only in legends, an absolute powerhouse who cannot be overwhelmed in numbers and can destroy anyone's place).
Senior officers unanimously commented, "The girl is a brave warrior, but her strength is too weak. At best, she is the strength of a small team captain."
"Don't mention the Demon King, she can be blown away by a gargoyle in one breath, and there's not even one in a million chance of getting close!"
After witnessing the overwhelming power of the Demon King and her subordinates, a pessimistic atmosphere engulfed the scene, and the shadow in everyone's heart lingered...
"Your mission is not to make empty talk. Hurry up and save people!"
The commander-in-chief's profession was a knight, not a master of magic. She could only rely on the outstanding court magicians and plead with them to cast barriers to obstruct Wang Xiaole's progress. There was still some distance between him and the gargoyle, and rescuing him with all their might might still be possible!
But the magicians all wore troubled expressions:
"We will naturally follow your request, but the previous major magic exhausted our energy, and we still have not fully recovered."
"Even worse, that girl's speed is too fast. At most, we can create a barrier with a radius of a dozen meters, but she can cross that distance in a blink."
"We can't stop her!"
The commander-in-chief looked at the people who should have been protected behind her but were now about to fall in front of her, and clenched her fists in frustration.
"Damn it, damn it!"
This was the roar of someone who resented their own powerlessness. Wang Xiaole, seen by pessimistic onlookers as being on the verge of death, was unaware that he was being mourned by thousands of monks and unaware that many kind-hearted people were praying for his peaceful afterlife. At present, Wang Xiaole's fervent thoughts were uncontrollably considering one thing:
"The Demon King is knowledgeable, she should know how to turn me back into my original body. It's worth asking!"
Wang Xiaole thought that he was just going to contact the Demon King and build some rapport.Lucia's gaze at the sky froze when she saw him flying towards her at full speed; the distance was too far for Lucia to see the other person's face, and she couldn't even determine their gender. She was furious and gritting her silver teeth to herself, "What did I do wrong? I just wanted to find someone to marry. Why does the 'eviction team' want to intrude on private property? You humans advocate for love and freedom, so why are you double standards when it comes to the demon race?"
The stone statue's vision was sharper than Lucia's, and it had no reason not to see the "attacker" visible to its master. While Lucia was too busy stomping her feet in anger to give orders, the stone statue followed its automatic defensive reaction, whipping its claws and wings in the wind, ready to confront its prey with enough force to flatten a house.
"Hey, Xiao Qiang, don't act on your own!" Lucia finally noticed that her pet was not listening to her. Her previously anxious state suddenly turned into panic. She wasn't worried about Xiao Qiang's safety, after all, he was the most powerful stone statue, possessing the power of a "War God," and could easily take care of an army. The demon king was only worried about one thing: "I've been so cautious so far, not allowing any casualties from the human side to avoid provoking them. But if you act so recklessly, what if you accidentally kill the other person? Come back!"
However, the distance between them was already beyond Lucia's control with her magic. Without the restraint of her command, the stone statue had turned into a rampaging killing machine, intending to harvest the first drop of blood from the "ghost life."
"Why is it charging at me?" Wang Xiaole had no chance to understand why he, who had no intent to fight, suddenly became the target of the stone statue's gaze. The giant claws ripped through the air, leaving deep marks in the sky as it surged towards its target overhead.
"Why bother?" Wang Xiaole had no armor or equipment, just his body to fend off the attack. Not fond of fighting, he helplessly raised his meaty fists to meet the stone statue's giant claw. Lucia, witnessing this scene, was so frightened that her blue hair stood on end.
Boom! In the blink of an eye, the lifeless stone statue opened its mouth and let out a scream that sounded eerily human. Then, the clash between their fists and claws created a momentary turbulence in space, generating waves of chaotic and ever-changing void energy that blasted out from the front of the punch. The impact was so intense that a large piece of the sky shattered, causing the stone statue's body to tilt backward. The sharp claws, which had been intact seconds ago, were now severed from the wrist.
That doesn't look like a hand...
The demon king's eyesight was much better than that of adventurers. After seeing the stone statue's broken right arm, she instantly concluded that the girl's punch was like a blade, capable of cutting through iron like mud.
The stone statue was knocked back by just one punch and, as it retreated, menacing cracks appeared where its arm had been severed. As the cracks spread throughout its body, the stone statue shook violently. And then, under the astonished gaze of the people below and the shaking of the demon king above...
It shattered with a thunderous crash!
That's what they called "no remains left intact"!
"Wife, did you see that? Little sister is amazing..." The girl in red was called Monica, and the girl in yellow next to her was Catherine. Seeing the massive creature being instantly taken out, their expressions were now the same as those of the girls behind them.
"Is this still a human? I remember when our team faced a large stone statue in the underground dungeon, we were totally overwhelmed, but this little sister effortlessly destroyed that giant stone statue with one blow!"
"I can't believe it either, but the fact is right in front of our eyes. There are some people in the world who are both beautiful and powerful."
Monica and Catherine, on the ground, could only vaguely see the battle because of the distance. They could barely make out the stone statue, which was destroyed after coming into contact with Wang Xiaole. They assumed that the "little sister" had used some powerful weapon. If they knew that it was just her fist, they would definitely have doubted their entire life as adventurers.Unlike the spectators on the ground, Lucia witnessed the whole process of her pet's engagement and destruction. "Xiaoqiang, you can't die! We've been together for so many years, I've raised and treated you like my own pet. I never expected the blue-haired person to send you to ashes... ashes... to send you to the ashes!" Lucia knelt on the ground, leaning forward and dramatically pounding the floor with her fists, looking thin and wanting to cry. "Is it appropriate for me to go over now?" Wang Xiaole looked at the grieving demon king and pondered the question again. He had no intention of killing the "Xiaoqiang" he had just heard of; he only wanted to force it to retreat, but he accidentally created a "horrible fate". (Whispering) "Does this count as premeditated murder? Will I be sentenced? After being sentenced to prison, will the warden bring in welfare magazines every week..." Lucia, who was crying on the ground, heard the voices of her enemies not far away. The "culprit" had entered the outskirts of the castle and was not far from Lucia, only about three or four meters away. "I want you to pay for Xiaoqiang's life!" Driven by anger, Lucia picked up her feather fan and turned into a blur, about to engage in a direct conflict with Wang Xiaole. It should be noted that Lucia's current speed was very fast, and this place was in the air, with high speed enhancing the force of the wind, causing the tears in her eyes to dry up quickly. The tears were not shed for Xiaoqiang; Lucia just accidentally bumped her forehead on the metal floor when she bent down to punch. "It's all your fault that I hit my head!" If she wanted to shift blame, now would be the only chance. After her tears dried up, Lucia was able to see her opponent clearly. It was a charming face that intoxicated her. Beep! The alarm, Lucia's infatuated warning, had reached its highest level, manifested in many ways: the face that was acting stubborn just a few seconds ago quickly became docile; the magic power erupting from her body suddenly converged, and the fan used for attack was brought from in front of her to behind her; and in this very short amount of time, she also tidied her hair, pushed up her chest, and used her tongue to remove the breadcrumbs from breakfast that were stuck in her teeth. After doing all of this, Lucia squeezed out a smile with ulterior motives. In an instant, she slid forward on one knee, directly in front of Wang Xiaole's eyes. The feather fan that she had placed behind her was taken out again. For a few seconds, Wang Xiaole thought that the demon king had pulled out a secret weapon until he saw the outline of a bouquet in her eyes. Yes, Lucia used magic to showcase a handful of flowers in front of her. For some reason, Wang Xiaole couldn't help but think that her kneeling posture looked more and more like a proposal.
