Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

The black mist dissipated, and the battle in the sky was approaching its end.

This battle was not a one-on-one confrontation.

Several magicians, during the battle, gradually became familiar with Zero Technique’s offensive style and began to rhythmically harass Zero Technique, disrupting his defense and offense.

Facing the harassment from the magicians, Zero Technique tried to find solutions, but the results were often unsatisfactory.

The magicians present were no ordinary individuals, each with their own unique skills.

Although Zero Technique often dealt with various troublesome situations during his work trips, handling so many powerful magicians at once was, to some extent, beyond his capabilities.

Continuous combat and immense pressure finally caused Zero Technique to accidentally expose too many weaknesses while responding to an attack.

And this flaw became Bai Jin and the others’ breakthrough point.

Waving her magic wand, several electric flashes shot out rapidly from Bai Jin’s white magic array, and several magicians simultaneously released control magic, binding Zero Technique in place.

The white lightning intertwined, forming a huge spherical lightning that enveloped Zero Technique.

Countless electric currents flickered, piercing through Zero Technique’s body, causing him continuous damage.

Producing a crackling lightning gun at the tip of the magic wand, Bai Jin seized the advantage, using a ”high-speed circuit” to instantly increase her speed, closing the distance between herself and Zero Technique.

Aiming, Bai Jin’s lightning gun tore through the sky like a thunderbolt, piercing through Zero Technique’s chest with precision.

The materialization applied by Gao Fang gradually faded, as he watched the white currents on the lightning gun spread all over his body, Zero Technique clenched his fist.

As a spiritual body, he shouldn’t feel pain anymore, but now, Zero Technique’s heart was aching subtly.

Entwined by electric light, Zero Technique fell towards the ground.

He had many things he wanted to say, but it seemed he had nothing to say anymore.

The violent energy gradually tore apart Zero Technique’s soul, turning him into a disappearing meteor.

Zero Technique slowly closed his eyes; after working for so long, he could finally take a good rest.

Crashing onto the floor of the underground city, Zero Technique eventually turned into a burst of light and scattered away.

For safety’s sake, Bai Jin launched several fireballs in the direction where Zero Technique fell, triggering a series of explosions to ensure Zero Technique was defeated.

Emerging from an alley, Yang Yu happened to witness this scene.

Opening the panel for the camp task, he confirmed that the progress of exterminating sect disciples had increased by one, and Yang Yu continued towards the nearby ”Island Drifting.”

Thanks to Lang Yi’s support, the others from ”Island Drifting” were injured, but none were seriously harmed.

After greeting ”Island Drifting,” Yang Yu leaped onto the rooftop of a nearby building and waved at Bai Jin, who was surveying the surroundings in the sky.

Dropping to a lower flying altitude, Bai Jin connected telepathically with Yang Yu,

”...Thank you for your hard work. Is there a reason you’re looking for me?”

Yang Yu got straight to the point, ”You saw Iyas disappear earlier, right?”

Bai Jin nodded, ”I felt it just now, a very peculiar magic fluctuation, I’m afraid...”

Looking towards the direction where Iyas and the others disappeared, Yang Yu said, ”They were likely thrown into Carlo’s barrier.

The task of finding them and rescuing them is entrusted to you and your magic troop.

I need to check the church now to prevent the Curse Sect from fleeing entirely.”

”Leave it to me, as long as Carlo left magic traces, I should still be able to find her.”

Bai Jin accepted the task, returned to the sky, and relayed Yang Yu’s new orders to the magic troop.

During this time, Yang Yu, without looking back, headed alone for the Curse Sect’s church.

Traversing through streets, Yang Yu soon arrived in front of the Curse Sect’s church without much effort.

The area surrounding the church had turned to ruins, with the church’s main door and the barrier protecting it shattered by Marbas’s impact.

Initially, Marbas was confident, intending to obliterate Yang Yu and his team, but ended up being defeated by them instead.

Regrettably, in reaching here to defeat the demon, more than two-thirds of the expeditionary team under Yang Yu’s command were lost.

The expeditionary team comprised the top forces within the Terran Republic.

After losing so many people... upon returning, Yang Yu would feel embarrassed to propose a joint campaign against the ”Count Blood” to the Terran Republic.

With a new year approaching, not knowing when the Demon King will arrive and how long the campaign against the ”Count Blood” would take, Yang Yu didn’t want to take too many forces, causing the Terran Republic to become the first fallen nation.

Passing through the destroyed church gates, Yang Yu proceeded cautiously.

After a short walk, several Curse Sect believers, wielding daggers, rushed out swiftly from within the church, thrusting their blades towards Yang Yu’s head.

Effortlessly evading their attacks, Yang Yu used a club to easily knock out these Curse Sect believers, whose level was only twenty, with average attributes not exceeding a hundred.

During the advance, some priests with average attributes exceeding five hundred appeared, but to Yang Yu now, those priests were merely like small fry, whose lives Yang Yu could easily snatch away at any moment.

Aiming at the leading priest, Yang Yu executed a rapid slash, intending to intimidate the other Curse Sect believers, but to no avail, as the believers, with attributes low enough to be shocking, relentlessly attacked Yang Yu, trying to block the church entrance with their bodies.

Yang Yu didn’t kill each Curse Sect believer individually, turning the church into a river of blood, but utilized ”Climbing” to ascend walls, hanging upside down on the ceiling, preventing ranged attacks from the Curse Sect believers while searching for the Pope of the Curse Sect.

The church of the Curse Sect was an extensive complex, but even so, combing through it from top to bottom wouldn’t take much time given Yang Yu’s current speed.

Moreover, Yang Yu could gauge which path was closer to his target by observing the tension level of the Curse Sect believers.

In a short time, Yang Yu, observing the panic on the faces of several Curse Sect believers, locked onto the final corridor leading to the Pope of the Curse Sect.

Prepared for sudden appearances of powerful enemies, Yang Yu dashed to the end of the corridor in one go.

Suddenly, Yang Yu’s vision opened up, revealing a vast hall before him, brightly illuminated, the entire hall resembled daylight, with the central pool shimmering, its water crystal clear, revealing a fallen black cross at its bottom.

An elderly man, dressed in a black suit, stood with his back to Yang Yu, hands clasped behind him.

Leaping down from the wall, Yang Yu landed firmly on the opposite side of the elder, with a motley group of Curse Sect believers pouring out from the exit, surrounding the intruding Yang Yu.

Each held their weapon tightly, fully aware of the vast power gap between themselves and Yang Yu, but for the Sect, they were willing to sacrifice everything.