Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 694 - 350: Demon King vs. Hero -- Fateful Showdown (Part 4 of 5)

Chapter 694: Chapter 350: Demon King vs. Hero -- Fateful Showdown (Part 4 of 5)

The smoke cleared, and Jack forcefully withstood a hit from the Holy Sword Form, roaring in anger at the white-haired one.

"It’s useless! My damage reduction against the Demon Envoy is at 99%, you can’t hurt me!"

The white-haired one looked over in despair, even the little hair sprout on their head drooped.

One trick should be enough; clearly relying on this move to become the book’s symbol of absolute power, but now it’s ineffective?!

The white-haired one helplessly looked to Shami for help.

On the hero’s side.

Although Jack was mercilessly mocking the white-haired one, a faint sweat appeared on his face.

Even though 99% of the damage was reduced, when that hit was about to land on him, he could still feel a surge of danger approaching, instinctively dodging.

But he was still hit in part, and his half-resilience to this strike made him feel like he’d been punched hard by an iron fist, his whole chest stuffy for a while.

What a powerful white-haired one; if hit by this, it should be suffocating for a while.

Jack stared seriously at Lina.

Shami watched all of this.

"Shami, what should we do now?"

The white-haired one asked helplessly.

"What else can we do? Run as fast as we can!"

Shami grabbed the white-haired one’s hand, and the two of them sprinted away.

"Trying to escape?"

Jack gripped the sword in his hand tightly and, together with a few people beside him, began to relentlessly pursue the Demon King and the Demon Envoy.

The Demon King was chased by the hero like a duck in an adventure group vs. the Demon King’s army confrontation in the forest, fleeing to various battlefields.

Seeing their Demon King being chased by the hero, the demons fell into disadvantage, while the adventurers’ morale soared.

Shami and Lina arrived at the Dragon Race Maiden’s position.

Although it was said to be the Dragon Race Maiden’s position, the girl herself was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is she? Did she run away early?"

Shami frowned and looked around.

This place felt strange, totally unlike a battlefield. In the forest, only a few adventurers, looking bewildered, were holding swords, glancing left and right without a trace of the demons.

"Shami, over here!"

At that moment, the Dragon Race Maiden emerged from in front of a tree trunk, her color changing, and waved to Shami.

At the same time, hundreds of Slimes slowly appeared from their disguises.

"So you were all hiding! No wonder the Minotaurs next door are under so much pressure; it turns out all the adventurers you were supposed to take care of went over there to fight!"

Shami was criticizing the Dragon Race Maiden when noises came from behind again.

Jack, who had been tirelessly pursuing, caught up.

"Shami, hurry and take Lina over there. I’ll hold them off here."

At the critical moment, the Dragon Race Maiden still showed a dependable side.

As her color changed, she quickly transformed into Shami’s appearance.

Shami let the disheartened white-haired one run off elsewhere first.

Jack emerged from the woods, staring in astonishment at the two identical Shamis before him.

Shami and the Dragon Race Maiden, who had already turned into Shami, looked simultaneously.

"Two Demon Kings appeared?"

The Dragon Race Maiden sneered inwardly, silently looking at Jack.

This was a flawlessly impeccable transformation, having seen Shami’s ○○, she could even perfectly replicate ○○.

Now how are you supposed to handle this?

This guessing game of who is the real one could buy Shami a lot of time.

Jack was stunned for a moment, licking his lips.

"Two is better, I want them all!"

Shami turned pale with fright.

Absolutely cannot fall into Jack’s hands!

He and the Dragon Race Maiden exchanged a tacit glance, and both ran off in different directions.

Jack could only choose one of the directions to chase.

Shami had already prepared for disguise, letting the Dragon Race Maiden take on his injuries too, while he changed into different clothes than before.

[This is the art of making the false seem real!]

Normally, someone would chase after the Dragon Race Maiden.

Unexpectedly, Jack, after a brief stupefaction, instructed his subordinates to chase the severely injured Dragon Race Maiden, while he ran after Shami.

"Between two identical figures, surely the new one is better than the old!"

What kind of twisted reasoning is this!

Shami frowned deeply, still unable to shake off Jack behind him.

In a panic, the two arrived at the battlefield on the right.

Theo, defending alongside the Slime against the adventurers, looked up sharply, spotting the disheveled Shami.

"Shami?"

Shami, drenched in sweat, glanced at Theo and quickly made a decision.

This place cannot be stayed in for long.

Theo had no ability to delay him.

Shami could only carry his tired body, skipping greetings, and continued running deeper into the woods.

"He’s completely ignoring me! The adventurers on the battlefield ignoring me is one thing, but why is Shami ignoring me too!"

In the battle, Theo, who was constantly ignored by the adventurers, looked puzzled at the Slime beside him.

The Slime, continuously spawning small slimes to fend off the adventurers, had no time to pay attention to Theo; after a glance, it continued its spawning journey.

"Even the Slime gave me a dismissive look?"

Theo grumbled discontentedly, as Jack calmly ran out from the woods.

"The Demon King really knows how to run! Such a pesky..."

As he spoke halfway, Jack saw Theo on the battlefield, and for a brief moment, time seemed to freeze between them as their eyes locked.

"What an ugly goblin..."

Jack shot a disdainful look at Theo.

Just as Theo was about to vent his anger by picking up a whip used for herding, he noticed the heroic attire of the other party, wisely standing still, humbly clarifying his identity.

"I-I’m human...not a goblin..."

"But for some reason, despite that face making one want to vomit at first glance, after looking longer, there’s an odd charm to it... What’s going on here..."

Jack scrutinized Theo closely, advancing slowly.

"Could this be what’s known as a rare jewel...?"

Theo dared not move, standing there while Jack examined him closely, listening to murmurs like ’maybe I should take him too...’ and ’how about dealing with him right here.’ Despite being awake, he was secretly scared stiff.

"Haven’t chased after me yet?! Did something unexpected happen?"

Deeper in the woods, seeing Jack hadn’t caught up, Shami paused in confusion.

There, he finally met up with the white-haired and gold-haired ones.

The battle here had ended with the victory of the demon tribe, and the battle-crazy Makarula was now leading a large group of Minotaurs to support other battlefields.

"Shami, can’t beat him? Shall we divide the luggage?"

"Lureya, if you say that again, I’ll cut your head off! How can you still think of running at a time like this!"

During this brief break, the Elf Maiden hastily healed their wounds.

[Elf Healing Technique]

The wounds on Shami and Lina’s hands healed slowly as the three discussed their final strategy.

"Lina, don’t lose heart. Your Holy Sword Form is still effective on Jack; otherwise, he wouldn’t have dodged. If you could extend the chant longer and hit Jack directly, you could definitely defeat him!"

"Understood."

The white-haired girl immediately began chanting the Holy Sword Form, pouring all her strength into this hit.

Just then, Jack came rushing over, clutching his pants in a hurry.

Shami couldn’t believe what he was seeing.