Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 695 - 351: Demon King vs. Hero—Clash of Destiny (5/5)

Chapter 695: Chapter 351: Demon King vs. Hero—Clash of Destiny (5/5)

Although he was delayed for a while, Jack still caught up with Shami. He showed no interest in the two girls with golden and white hair behind Shami, immediately returning his gaze to Shami with a dominant look in his eyes.

"Not hiding anymore? Ready to face death?"

Shami didn’t respond, instead glancing back at Golden and White Hair, and asked softly.

"Lina, do you still have strength left?"

The white-haired girl panted heavily, her face flushed, her chest rising and falling.

"I... I can charge up one more time."

Multiple charges of the Holy Sword Form had nearly exhausted the girl’s stamina.

"Focus on charging up this time, extend it as long as possible, and I won’t let anyone disturb you. This is the crucial moment that will decide our victory or defeat."

Shami instructed seriously.

"But is it really going to work?"

After several charges and attacks had failed to cause substantial harm to Jack, White Hair felt a bit doubtful about her Holy Sword Form, but seeing the determination in Shami’s eyes, the girl bit her lip, her face gradually becoming firm.

"I understand!"

"Lureya, throw all the Holy Light on me, bit by bit, don’t use it all at once."

"Got it!"

Shami glanced at the elf maiden, then dashed towards Jack, while White Hair seized the opportunity to raise the long sword and chant again.

Another round of fierce kicks and punches ensued.

Shami and Dick fought fiercely, kicking up dust all around, with the sounds of fists clashing constantly ringing out.

The elf maiden watched in astonishment from the rear.

Clearly, this was a battle between a hero and a demon king, so why was it fought in such a primitive way?

Boom!

Jack landed another punch on Shami’s face, making Shami dizzy and forcing him to stagger back repeatedly.

In terms of physical combat, he was not Jack’s match. After about five minutes of fighting, he ended up on the back foot, covered in wounds, and at the point of exhaustion, he quickly retreated to the sides of White Hair and Golden Hair.

"Lureya!"

"I know what to do!"

The golden-haired girl quickly used the Healing Technique to treat Shami’s wounds.

"Holy Light — Heal!"

A soft golden light flew towards Jiang Mi, enveloping Shami.

The wounds over Shami’s body all got patched up with [Magic Effect OK Bandages], effectively alleviating both the injuries and pain.

Even though it was quite baffling why the flat-chested golden-haired girl’s Holy Light appeared to stick OK Bandages on the injured, perhaps this was just her personal flair.

As soon as the wounds were bandaged, Shami immediately charged back into the fray.

This cycle of fighting went on for more than an hour, and Jack finally burst out in rage, an enormous aura erupting from his body and spreading outwards as he roared furiously at Shami.

"It’s unfair! How am I supposed to play when you have a priest? Healing every round just to keep going isn’t fair, even in a tournament fight!"

At this point, Shami was covered in OK Bandages, looking almost like a mummy.

But in contrast, Jack appeared even more miserable; during his brawl with Shami, his whole body was red and swollen, bruised, and bleeding in many places, in no better shape.

"It’s quite normal to have a priest in a fight!"

Shami sneered, glanced tenderly at the elf maiden, then looked proudly at Jack.

"Even though Lureya doesn’t have a chest, don’t overlook her healing capacity as a healer!"

"Was that a roundabout compliment, Shami? It definitely was!"

The elf maiden, blushing, glanced down at her own chest, while a ball of Holy Light formed in her hand floated towards Shami again.

Jack seized the opportunity to push Shami aside from nearby, rushing towards the Holy Light.

"Shami, he’s trying to steal the healing I gave you! Get it back!"

The elf maiden was taken aback for a moment, opening her small mouth in a panic to shout. All of her remaining spiritual power was in that ball of Holy Light!

The hero actually wants the holy light for the Demon King’s Envoy? What a shameless rascal!

As soon as the elf maiden finished speaking, Jack caught hold of the Holy Light, grimacing, and quickly stuffed it into his own body.

The elf mage’s attacks usually cause a 99% reduction in damage to him, so even if this ray of Holy Light might be harmful, it would only be negligible.

Moreover, the Holy Light was originally meant for the Demon King, so it couldn’t potentially be malicious towards others.

At this moment, he was in dire need of this Holy Light to heal his injuries.

During the fight with Shami, he managed to hurt the enemy a thousand but harmed himself six hundred in the process, sustaining considerable injuries, his entire body now in aching pain.

As the Holy Light enveloped Jack, he felt the healing effects provided by his opponent’s priest, and looked at Shami, displaying a yellow-haired grin.

"Shami, your envoy’s Holy Light feels so comforting..."

The elf maiden stood awkwardly in place.

The white-haired girl, who had been chanting the Holy Sword Form, was also distracted, captivated by the intense plot twists on the battlefield.

Oh dear, Shami got, taken advantage of?

Meanwhile, in other battlefields, there were brief moments of decision, and whether on the demon side or the hero side, people started arriving on this battlefield, aiming to support their side.

At this moment, dozens of people surrounded the forest, half were adventurers and half belonged to the demon race, each standing on one side, silently observing the battle between their strongest representatives. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

And those who continually arrived all witnessed this scene.

Adventurers widened their eyes in disbelief.

"Oh no~"

"How could such a Minotaur incident occur?"

"The Demon King is definitely going to lose now."

The demons wept, their tears flowing miserably.

"Lord Demon King! (Mournful wailing)"

"I am not dead yet!"

Shami angrily glared at the demons around, who only knew how to shout and not fight.

He refocused his attention on Jack, noticing the gradually healing injuries, and flashed a sinister smile.

The bait has finally been taken!

He had been letting the elf maiden heal him with such an obvious Holy Light just to wait for Jack to snatch one of them away!

Despite the melee fighting, the damage was never high enough, to inflict real substantial damage must start from within the body.

"Jack, the Holy Light of the Demon Clan isn’t so friendly to heroes."

Shami stared coldly at Jack, activating the power of the Demon Envoy Contract.

The Elf Maiden’s abdomen trembled, as if something vibrating was pressed against it, causing her to convulse uncontrollably.

The sudden change made the maiden collapse to the ground, holding her abdomen with a strange expression.

Magic patterns appeared on her smooth belly as Shami gathered all her magic power into her hands and swung it towards Jack.

"Didn’t you say the Demon King’s magic power is ineffective against me!"

Jack roared fiercely.

"But it works against the Holy Light of my healer!"

The Elf Maiden convulsing on the ground nearly stuck out her tongue, raising her head, blushing as she looked at Shami.

"Eh..."

’My, my healer’...

Doesn’t this count as making it official!

What does it mean to make a confession while immobilizing someone with magic patterns on the battlefield, so embarrassing!

The dark purple magic power enveloped Jack, creating an invisible humanoid shield around him, repelling all magic power. The dense magic power didn’t harm Jack in the slightest.

But the next second, the Holy Light healing Jack reacted through the power conversion of the Demon Envoy Contract and the Spirit Contract, the Elf Maiden’s Spiritual Holy Light became agitated.

"Since magic power can’t harm you, healing should be okay, right? It’s just that the demon clan’s healing methods are a bit extreme..."

Jack’s expression froze instantly at Shami’s insidious look.

"Not good!!!"

But it was too late, the Holy Light, affected by magic power, became extremely agitated, and in an instant, the band-aids stuck to Jack’s wounds burrowed into his wounds like live worms.

"Aaaah!!!!" Jack let out a devastating scream.

The screams gradually faded, Jack stood in place covered in blood.

"Even this can’t kill you? You’re really tough, hero."

Shami looked at the dozens of band-aids embedded in Jack’s flesh, not a single part of his body intact, and couldn’t help but sigh.

"Got any other moves? I’m still alive, Shami."

Jack stepped forward angrily, looking like a terrifying figure dripping in blood.

Shami shook his head helplessly.

"No more..."

"Hehehe! I’m going to chop off your limbs and make you a human stick, toying with you day and night! Shami!"

Shami broke into a cold sweat.

At a time like this, you’re still craving his body? Hero, you’re such a letdown!

After hearing Jack’s words, Shami reluctantly took a deep breath.

At his wit’s end, is that really the only way?

He picked up the long sword beside him and used the last of his strength to leap into the air towards Jack.

Jack also grasped the sword in his hand, jumping up.

The decisive blow between the Demon King and the hero was at this moment.

The bright sunlight shone down from the sky, as trees around toppled and broke, Shami leapt high into the air, sunlight tracing his form, as Jack charged upward, eyes and sword fixed intently on Shami.

Everyone held their breath, watching intently.

Shami suddenly discarded his sword, forcefully tearing off his remaining pants and undergarments, becoming completely bare.

In the sunlight, the Demon King formed the character for "tree" in mid-air.

Jack glared at Shami’s heart, but instinctively, his gaze was drawn to the Demon King Weapon due to a deeply ingrained biological instinct.

His mouth went dry, his Adam’s apple bobbed.

A momentary distraction.

"Now, Lina!"

Shami shouted loudly in mid-air.

The white-haired figure finally appeared.

The silver-haired girl brandished the long sword covered in golden light, her eyes fierce, striking towards Jack.

The Holy Sword Form, charged for nearly two hours, now roared like a dragon, surging fiercely towards Jack.

Another sun appeared in the forest, the dazzling golden light instantly engulfing Jack, unable to dodge.

Jack’s pupils widened, his anger giving way to despair.

Even with a 99% damage reduction attribute, Jack didn’t dare face the white-haired one’s Holy Sword Form directly, which took only a few minutes to chant, so he dodged it using his damage reduction trait.

The white-haired one’s Holy Sword Form had the power to obliterate him!

And this attack, charged for two hours, if not dodged, meant certain death!

But this time, Jack was so briefly captivated by the Demon King Weapon that he couldn’t react in time, and as the mini sun hurtled towards him, he could only maximize his damage reduction.

Boom!!!

The blinding golden light engulfed the forest for dozens of miles, even causing the Demon Realm’s protective barrier to tremble uneasily.

In the center of the Aireland Continent, the tower, the Holy Maiden’s Bedroom.

The Magical Girl in a black mage’s robe, barefoot, came to the window, her face twitching as she looked towards the golden light rising on the horizon.

"Did they fight to the end of the road?"

No one knew how long passed, before the golden light finally dissipated, and everyone in the forest slowly opened their eyes.

This immense power targeted only the hero, sparing anyone else from harm.

Upon seeing the scene in the clearing, the adventurers realized that only the completely naked Demon King remained.

A kneeling Elf Demon Envoy clutching her abdomen with a strange expression.

And the Sword Demon Envoy leaning on a sword for support, muttering about ’three days and three nights’.

As for the hero, there wasn’t a trace of his presence left.

[Level 46 Outerworld Hero Jack, deceased.]

[The next Outerworld Hero summoning time, in five hundred years.]