fallen devil

Chapter 16 No.16 The Disaster of the Weak V
The fallen are unforgivable.

The adventurers are empowered by high-ranking angels, and have the ability to defeat demons and become stronger. This group of people is called professionals and continues the fire of the "Hradim Brotherhood".

But what happens when this power goes dark?Earlier, there were examples of high-level angels turning into demons. Light and darkness became closer due to the opposition, and the stronger the power, the more difficult it is to control.

Professionals who bear the sacred will only become corrupted unless they are voluntary.

A human being whose soul is immersed in darkness, no matter whether his body is corrupted or not, he has left the shore of salvation and stepped into the real abyss.

Every professional in the Rogue camp thinks this way, and Gaskell is no exception.

Yan Bentian was not worth saving, he repeatedly emphasized this point in his heart.

He squeezed the battle ax tighter, just like his tight heartstrings.

The battle ax in his hand collided with the tough claws, bursting out little sparks. He stared at Iwamoto Ten's bear eyes, but only saw the deep brown darkness.

Both sides took a step back, but quickly adjusted back, and fell into an unsolvable struggle for a while.

The shadow of the ax interlaced with the cold light, Gaskell suddenly felt a little dazed, and all kinds of wonderful memories appeared in front of his eyes.

Leading the team to cut down the first demon flag; crossing the green field to chase down the fallen magician; Hara Asahi rescued in time when he was seriously injured; the sound of sunlight, night, green trees, iron axes, the collision of wine glasses, and the sound of his companions stopping.

The heavy force knocked him to the ground, and the iron ax in his hand fell far away and plunged into the mud.

He fell into the vortex of hallucinations, retreated again and again, and finally half-kneeled on the ground with difficulty, gasping for breath.

"why?"

Gaskell frowned, finally realized something was wrong, and looked at the other party with puzzled eyes, "Do you think this is a play, or do you still have mercy?"

"I don't intend to humiliate me, but I do have murderous intentions towards me. What are you thinking, Ten Iwamoto?"

The silence of the other party was like strong oil, pouring on the unknown fire in Gaskell's heart.

The savage couldn't take it anymore.

"Do you think that by protecting me in this way, you can return to Rogue's camp?"

"I still want to see you as a hero, but you're a coward."

It was the first time that Gaskell said something different from his position, and Ten Iwamoto's hands visibly trembled.

"It's the path you choose, and no one expects the expelled rats to repent."

"You will never return, Madigal shoulders the heavy responsibility of Rogue, and cannot always be depressed about your death."

"Things turned around very quickly."

"She held a wedding with Sidm, and Lord Alaka presided over it himself. You know, he has been pursuing her. Without you, he would not give up."

"Leave a good thought to everyone in the camp, so that you are still a hero among druids."

Gaskell staggered and stood up again with the help of the big tree beside him, with a calm and natural expression.

He stretched out his hand and hammered heavily on his right chest, with a forceful voice: "Now, kill me, Iwamoto Ten!"

The vibrating sound kicked up light dust, and the strong wind blew up a few dead leaves, passing by Iwamoto Ten's feet.

"You don't ask me why—"

Iwamoto frowned, staring at the calm Gaskell, feeling a deep sense of disgust in his heart.

"Kill me! Coward!"

The violent voice was raised in an instant, and Gaskell stared fiercely at Ten Iwamoto, his eyes were red, and he roared frantically.

There was no room for it, and Iwamoto Ten's heart was heavy.

With a flip of his wrist, the flying knife shot through the air and pierced Gaskell's chest. Iwamoto Tian waved the long knife without changing his expression and killed him with one blow.

Cleanly putting away the long knife, the wrinkles on his face were splattered with blood, making them appear deeper.

As a former comrade-in-arms, he actually wanted to save Gaskell, and this feeling was just sympathy.

As a person with hope, he is not willing to extinguish the hopes of others. This is the compassion that comes from the Druid's learning of the power of nature.

Only, as a fallen person, he had to have killing intent.

Compassion leads to hatred, honesty leads to anger, until the last moment he was speculated by Gaskell with the greatest malice.He had no intention of asking for information from him, but the other party used this to anger him.

The [Curse of the Green Devil] on his chest glowed faintly, Iwamoto interrupted his thoughts, frowning in response to the call of the golden eyes.

In the pain, he seemed to feel it, silently looking at his hands.

He used those hands to save Gaskell more than a decade ago.

Now he uses them to kill it with his own hands.

He suddenly realized a truth, as if pulling out the clouds to see the sun.

If Gaskell is really a weak person, the fate of being eliminated may be inevitable.

The punishment will come eventually.

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The strong human body turned into gray powder, and countless gray air flows into Tang Ze's body.

Enjoying the comfort brought about by the increase in strength, Tang Ze let out a foul breath.

"Experience +110"

"Obtain a piece of human soul essence, trigger the reward"

"New message: HP limit +6"

"New message: Maximum mana value +3"

"New message: Attribute control points +1"

This time, the target was a barbarian, not to mention the exceptionally rich experience points he provided, and his vitality was also very active.

With a male mage, an assassin, two Amazons, and the last barbarian, Tang Ze's experience points reached the requirements for breaking through Lv2.

Name: Tang Ze

Rating: 2
Experience: 50/800
Occupation: Fallen Demon
Life: 52/52
Mana: 11/11
Stamina: 20/25
Power: 4
Constitution: 5
Agility: 4
Energy: 5
Domination Points Remaining: 10
Naturally, he felt himself being submerged in the water and coming out again, refreshed.

The upper limit of the experience bar has been increased by 300 points, but this is acceptable to Karasawa.

After upgrading, the physique and energy did not only increase by one point like the strength and energy, they increased by two points.

This may be the difference between the upgrade traits of fallen demons and humans. After trying for a while, he was disappointed to find that his skill tree still hadn't changed.

"I can clearly feel the growth of my physical ability, but I can't fight the enemy with only brute force."

He couldn't help but recall a certain female assassin's swift speed and cunning fighting style, no matter which aspect it was, it completely suppressed him.

"Quick!" "This way!"

Waiting beside the zombie, Tang Ze keenly sensed the noise in the jungle.

That is not the language of Kanduras, but the language of Harrogath.

barbarian?
Realizing that professionals were nearby, Tang Ze's first reaction was alertness and surprise.

Only Lv2, including the stupid zombies around him, he is no match for the barbarians at all.

"Are you going to run away?"

He carefully considered the current situation, but the other party took a step ahead and emerged from the dense jungle.

"Damn it, zombies are ambush here..." "Wait a minute... is this a fallen demon?"

The two wounded barbarians looked angrily at the surrounding zombies, and at the same time looked at Tang Ze with suspicious eyes.

injured?
Tang Ze narrowed his eyes and looked at the two injured barbarians, who only had a dagger left in their hands.

(End of this chapter)