Heroes' Prison-Chapter 1214 - 1153: The Death of the Vice Dean
Chapter 1153: The Death of the Vice Dean
The newly appeared figure was dressed in a black robe, covered in mysterious and obscure religious symbols.
If at this moment, a player came here and saw his face, they would surely exclaim and utter a world-renowned name—
Spirit!
The super-first master from Africa—Spirit!
This man was Spirit, the one who previously competed with Huang Yi in the Oskan Royal Academy’s Hero Trial for the final piece of Heroic Aura. In that Hero Trial, Vice Dean Divinr Marksman Ica gave the last piece of Heroic Aura to Huang Yi.
But later, Spirit became a hero in his own way. He must have found those mysterious organs on the mystical island, just like the Pope, Thunder God, and Dao Feng became heroes.
At this moment, Spirit’s aura was vastly different from before. Demonic Qi surged around him, and behind him, a hazy shadow kept shifting. Occasionally, a blurred face could be seen, seemingly an evil deity from the Eternal Ancient Era.
Even an established demigod expert like Divinr Marksman Ica could feel an unfathomable and eerie aura from Spirit. Especially the hazy shadow, which vaguely felt like a Demon God, appeared to be a Demon God Remnant Soul from the Demon Realm. That aura was more terrifying than a Heavenly Demon and a Blood Demon, seemingly acting directly on the soul.
"Spirit Demon, you’re late!" At this moment, the Heavenly Demon shouted at Spirit from afar.
"Recently, my Spiritual Sect has been spreading across various worlds. I’m very busy; being able to come at all is already good!" Spirit replied nonchalantly, as if chatting about daily affairs, completely disregarding Divinr Marksman Ica.
"So, the three New Kings, rumored among the Demon Clan, are you three: Heavenly Demon, Blood Demon, and Spirit Demon?" Now, Divinr Marksman Ica did not run, for Spirit Demon was in front, and he couldn’t gauge the opponent’s power, so he couldn’t act rashly.
"That’s right, I am the Tenth Great Demon King—Spirit Demon!" Spirit nodded boldly, taking two steps forward, with the shadow of the Demon God behind him following closely.
As Spirit moved forward, he stared at Divinr Marksman Ica, his gaze becoming sharp: "Vice Dean, do you remember? After I completed the Hero Trial with the God of Slaughter, we went to meet you, but you favored the God of Slaughter, giving him the final piece of Heroic Aura, and mocked me as a Moral Paragon. At that time, I resolved in my heart that I would wash away this shame no matter what. Later, I met the King of Hell; he valued me, nurtured me significantly, and bestowed upon me the Demon God Remnant Soul of the Ancient Demon God—Spirit God. Today, I’ll kill you first, then the God of Slaughter! Are you regretting your decision that day now? It’s too late; it’s over!"
After saying this, the shadow of the Demon God behind Spirit suddenly transformed into a phantom, rapidly charging at Divinr Marksman Ica!
The shadow of the Demon God carried an eternal and vast momentum, with a divine and oppressive grandeur, despising all mortal deities, making one lose the thought of resisting!
Divinr Marksman Ica’s face turned grave, side-stepping to try to dodge!
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the space beside him, precisely the unpredictable Heavenly Demon, whose Magic Dragon Wings instantly struck him!
Simultaneously, the cloak behind Blood Demon also rapidly expanded, like a giant net, instantly enveloping Divinr Marksman Ica’s legs. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
The cloak had previously absorbed his blood, gaining a strong restraining effect on him. Once adhering to his body, it clung tightly, madly absorbing his blood.
Divinr Marksman Ica, completely stunned by the relentless assaults, staggered like a headless fly, struggling in vain.
At this moment, Spirit’s Demon God shadow finally hit Divinr Marksman Ica and instantly entered his body!
At that moment, Divinr Marksman Ica’s body trembled violently, his face twisting, becoming increasingly hideous, with faint signs of transforming into that Demon God.
"Ah! What is this thing!" As Divinr Marksman Ica’s face twisted, he let out a shrill scream, as if enduring the most brutal torture in the world! Yet, his voice was no longer his own, carrying a certain evil hoarseness, as if altered by that shadow.
The shadow of Spirit was the Demon God Remnant Soul of Spirit God, one of the Demon Gods from the Eternal Ancient Era. Once it entered the body, like a parasite, it quickly drained the Divine Power within, tormenting the soul of the host, a hundred times more severe than physical pain!
At this moment, Divinr Marksman Ica’s body kept trembling, desperately trying to resist but unable to control himself anymore.
Simultaneously, Heavenly Demon and Blood Demon continued to attack him fiercely, their relentless assaults pouring down on him crazily.
"Puff!" At this juncture, a heavy blow from the Heavenly Demon completely broke Divinr Marksman Ica’s arm, with dense blood surging from the broken end, rapidly spreading into a blood sea, covering a large expanse.
Blood Demon’s cloak, like a sponge, swiftly absorbed the blood sea, its color becoming increasingly eerie and bloodthirsty!
The cloak had already tightly bound Divinr Marksman Ica’s legs, appearing to have become part of his body, a massive bloody tumor growing with him.
Divine Marksman Ica, this Legendary Demigod of The Second World, a figure at the level of world leader, now appears completely different from before. His body is covered in blood, and there are tumors that don’t belong to him, making his face look hideous and terrifying, resembling a monster.
Facing the joint attack of three New Kings, he barely has any ability to resist, being suppressed from start to finish!
Divine Marksman Ica clearly feels that his life is about to end, his legend nearing its conclusion, as this lengthy journey finally meets its punctuation mark today!
Suddenly, he feels a sense of tragic grandeur!
He imagined countless times the scenario of his death but never imagined dying as squalid as this moment.
After killing him, the three New Kings will surely descend upon The Second World. Even in death, he won’t let them succeed easily!
"I have fought my entire life for The Second World; even in this final moment of life, I shall continue fighting for The Second World and die for The Second World!" With a sudden shout, the Deputy Dean spoke like a hero yielding his last words before a courageous death!
With that said, his body began to struggle violently, the Divine Power honed over many years furiously erupted from every inch of his skin, akin to a red sun rapidly expanding outward, illuminating this universe!
That was his Light of Life, his final dazzling burst!
In comparison to the light from the distant star of The Second World, his light seems so insignificant, yet it embodies the essence of the Deputy Dean’s life, the fire and will at life’s last moment!
For that distant world, he intends to fight to the last drop of blood!
"Not good, he’s desperate, stop him quickly!" The Heavenly Demon roared, intensifying the attack, as the Magic Dragon Wings behind him extended almost to the limit, sealing the space around the Deputy Dean tightly, locking it completely!
The Soul also increased its control over the Demon God Remnant Soul, allowing the Demon God Remnant Soul to further dominate Divine Marksman Ica’s body, deeply suppressing his fierce desire to fight.
The Blood Demon accelerated the bloodsucking process, with the cloak swiftly spreading upward from Divine Marksman Ica’s legs, soon wrapping completely around his chest, nearly enveloping all of Divine Marksman Ica. The boiling blood within his body was almost entirely absorbed by the cloak.
Divine Marksman Ica was once again seized, the Life Flame ignited by his final moments was forcefully suppressed before it could erupt!
His violently trembling body returned to calm, the struggle frequency gradually diminished, even his voice lowered, occasionally emitting a faint raspy sound, like a dying fish occasionally flicking its tail, but it had no actual significance.
Finally, Divine Marksman Ica’s bizarre body remained motionless, devoid of any screams, like a lifeless corpse, standing quietly before the three New Demon Kings, allowing them to proceed.
He was utterly defeated!
Defeated completely!
Defeated without suspense!
Even in the final burn of life, attempting a last struggle, he failed!
The three New Kings completely subdued him!
At this moment, the Soul looked at Divine Marksman Ica with a faint smile, saying to the Heavenly Demon and Blood Demon: "Alright! You guys can divide up his body now! I’ll absorb his soul; his Demigod Soul can greatly nourish my Spirit God Remnant Soul. After absorbing it, my strength should surpass you both, and by then, the King of Hell should officially designate me as the Tenth Great Demon King! Then, we’ll go kill the God of Slaughter!"
Having said that, the Soul walked before Divine Marksman Ica, reached out, and placed a hand on the deformed head.
A faint blue light emanated from the head, seeped through his palm, and was absorbed into his body. He slightly closed his eyes, revealing a pleasurable and comfortable expression.
Finally, the faint blue light emanating from Divine Marksman Ica became increasingly sparse, disappearing completely, all absorbed into the Soul’s body.
At the same time, across The Second World’s heaven and earth, a solemn, serious announcement reverberated—
"[System Announcement]: One of the Oskan Royal Academy’s three Demigods in The Second World, [Divine Marksman Ica], has fallen, jointly slain by [Heavenly Demon], [Blood Demon], [Spirit Demon]."
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At this pace, it won’t be finished before the New Year. There’s still a month until the New Year; let’s continue writing until completion.
