I will be a demon in this life!-Chapter 237

A powerful and resistant magical barrier withstood the prince’s powerful attack, who at that moment was using an Eighth Rank "starting point" power that Mephistopheles had granted him.

Although the magic barrier had prevented the death of the imperial army, one only had to look at the state of the magicians, among whom the weakest had suffered violent reactions from using large amounts of power excessively, and other magicians who had run out of mana reserves were on the verge of collapse.

Seeing the state of the imperial army, Prince Absab considered that he only needed one more strike with his halberd and the magical barrier would be destroyed. Without most of the mages available for the confrontation between the two armies, his army had a chance to face the enemy. His doubts and search for an ideal answer disappeared when he felt the power in his body reach the "midpoint" of the eighth rank.

"He wants me to destroy them completely," concluded Prince Absab, who, grateful for the power the demon had given him, did not hesitate to raise his halberd and make a downward cut, unleashing the dizzying and destructive demonic power that struck the magical barrier, destroying it in an instant and killing thousands of imperial soldiers. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Prince Absab carried out only three attacks, and just over half of the enemy army had been reduced to blood or shapeless dust.

Not only were some of the 20,000 soldiers in formation affected, but the reserve soldiers in the military camp, which had once again been struck by demonic power, also fell.

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Both armies engaged in fierce combat, although it was more than evident that the morale of the imperial army had plummeted. and the prudent commander Davis Roberson witnessed it all. Seeing a large part of his military camp destroyed and part of his army defeated, he decided to raise his left hand above shoulder height, and the deputy commander Edgardo, whose face was pale with fear, understood everything.

"Lights of surrender," Deputy Commander Edgardo exclaimed several times.

The surviving magicians who were in the camp and whose forces remained intact cast white light spells into the air that exploded like stars.

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At the military camp, King Sition Brooks was engrossed in the battlefield, the demonic power wielded by his disciplined and reliable son only serving to baffle him. At that moment, the king stopped rambling and looked at the lights of surrender in the army of the powerful Venrac Empire. Although the king knew that the army they had fought against was not the strongest of all the armies in the empire, the fact that his small kingdom had managed to defeat it was already a great achievement.

"We must not be reckless. To continue would only provoke the wrath of the empire that is giving us a way out." King Sition was about to give the signal for his army to stop the attack, but before he could do so, he heard the voice of Mephistopheles say to him:

"Hehehe. They attack you first, and you forgive them. You’re so boring. I don’t like boring things. Your son made a ’demonic pact’ with me. What do you think would happen if I got bored and stopped giving your son power? Let your son crush the imperial army. Hehehe."

King Sition was speechless. He looked at the battlefield and saw his son. At that moment, he clenched his fists until they bled, but he remained silent as the war continued.

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Seeing that the battle showed no signs of stopping, three golden paladins burned their spiritual cores, and two other Cracklers did the same. Among them, only one paladin reached a power equivalent to the eighth spiritual core at the "low level," while the rest only reached the "maximum level" of the seventh spiritual core.

Seeing his enemies so determined, Prince Absab hesitated, because he knew that a fight between people of such high power would cause devastation that would wipe out most of the soldiers in his army.

"You should no longer hesitate, hehehe."

"Annihilate them!"

After hearing Mephistopheles’ malicious and evil voice, Prince Absab cursed inwardly as he ran toward his enemies.

With each step Prince Absab took, the ground shook violently and cracks appeared in the ground.

In one leap, the three Golden Paladins jumped, leaving a golden aura in their wake.

The strongest paladin at that moment wielded a powerful silver sword, while the others wielded a spear and dual swords.

Masterfully wielding his spear, Prince Absab blocked each attack as he counterattacked.

In the midst of that battle, every time the weapons clashed, powerful shockwaves spread out, causing even greater destruction.

This was no longer a human battle; it was a battle between higher powers that the weak should not witness, for they would die instantly.

The earth’s surface rose up, clouds of dense dust immersed in the destructive shockwaves.

The two weaker golden paladins had retreated, bleeding from their mouths. Just exchanging blows with a stronger enemy had caused them severe injuries. At that moment, they could only launch attacks from a distance and watch the fight between the stronger Golden Paladin and Prince Absab.

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Mephistopheles, observing the battlefield and its surroundings, saw how one of the Crepitantes pierced his own heart with a sinister sword, which then absorbed the Crepitante’s blood and power until only a sack of skin, bones, and dried flesh remained.

The other Crackler, who was holding a "sinister spear," took the sword and attached it to his spear, after which both "sinister weapons" merged. After the merger, the Crackler’s power went from the seventh spiritual core "maximum level" to the "starting point" of the eighth demonic rank.

The demonic power emanating from the Crackler was sinister, unstable, and filled with malice and evil.

The Crackler began to walk toward the battle between Prince Absab and the Golden Paladin.

As he walked, the dark robe covering the Crackler turned to dust, revealing the appearance of a demonized human wearing dark gray clothing, whose skin had turned dark blue, with several horns on his head and more than eight sinister eyes randomly placed on the Crackler’s face, which at that moment was flooded with evil and deep murderous intentions.