Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

The intense Holy Light swept in, and the Black Magic flickering at Count Blood’s fingertips was instantly purged by Iyas’s Holy Light.

Count Blood should have remembered that under Iyas’s Holy Light control, he had put on the Bat Robe, yet inevitably he suffered once again.

”Has the cooling of the Holy Light Acceleration Stone finished? I remember this equipment shouldn’t cool down so quickly!”

No matter what, the Holy Light released by Iyas wrapped Count Blood tightly, forming chains above him and pulling his body.

The Holy Light Chain originally only had a minor slowing effect, but under the enhancement of the Holy Light Acceleration Stone, it now had an eighty percent slowdown effect and even manifested real chains to bind Count Blood.

Count Blood quickly found that if he didn’t move, he would be dragged toward the center of the Holy Light Formation by the chains.

Iyas was also surprised by the enhancement effects of the Holy Light Chain.

The Holy Light Acceleration Stone hadn’t been in her possession long, and since it was considered a strategic item, Iyas hadn’t had the chance to test every skill’s effect with the Holy Light Acceleration Stone.

Using the Holy Light Chain now, Iyas only intended to use the enhanced version to control Count Blood slightly, not expecting such results.

However, inside, there was a voice constantly telling her that the true Holy Light Chain should be this way.

No matter the odds, having controlled Count Blood, Iyas wouldn’t show mercy. She grasped the Holy Light Acceleration Stone, drew her bow, and fired a Glowing Arrow, which turned into light mist and penetrated Count Blood’s defense, hitting him directly.

This delicate control of Holy Light could only allow the Bat Robe to reduce a small portion of the damage.

After breaking through the wall, Yang Yu arrived in front of Count Blood, seeing the glowing Holy Light Acceleration Stone in Iyas’s hands and Count Blood dragged by Holy Light Chains, gave Iyas a rare thumbs-up.

It’s unexpected; you triggered such control. Truly, I didn’t raise you for nothing.

Without any idle talk, Yang Yu charged into the array. As Count Blood was dragged from the Holy Light Chain, Yang Yu unleashed a fierce attack, dragging him across the floor to the center of the array.

”Damn, truly troublesome!

Why does he always have assistance?

Where are my Enchanting Demons? Aside from the ones sent to cooperate with Aslit, there should be many left guarding here.

Rosalind must have sent Demons to aid; as long as there’s one Demon, just one, I can replenish my Magic Power. Once her Holy Light ends, I won’t be at any disadvantage.

What’s happening with Aslit? Why is that girl still probing, doesn’t Aslit realize the situation there?

The Holy Light Chains continued, and Count Blood could only passively defend, thoughts flashing through his mind.

He raised so many subordinates to seek a chance for reversal in such circumstances, but when they need to be utilized, none appear; Yang Yu’s partners always appear at the right time, making the distinction clear.

Rosalind could only say that her heart aches, and can’t express her troubles.

Though Rosalind was watching her master’s battle with Yang Yu, the rapid changes in the battlefield made her master confident one moment, and the next moment, scrambling around.

No, her master wasn’t scrambling; he just hit a setback while executing a more suitable plan.

Upon realizing Count Blood was in danger, Rosalind immediately dispatched trustworthy Demons throughout the castle for support; however, she hadn’t anticipated Yang Yu’s companions attacking instead.

Lesser Demons would only be sacrifices, so Rosalind decided to lead elite Demons herself and launch a fierce attack toward Yang Yu, supporting Count Blood, while contacting various regional personnel, especially those in the research institute, readying top-tier forces for reinforcements.

Now, Rosalind could only silently pray that Count Blood wouldn’t be defeated before her troops arrived.

If Count Blood is defeated, their situation would be unimaginable.

Count Blood was also trying to withstand, using non-Black Magic tools for defense and attack, but he had limited use of active items and Yang Yu’s constant pressure without being affected by Holy Light Chain gave no opportunity for reversal.

Thank heavens that Count Blood finally discovered the weakening of the Holy Light restraining him.

He activated Black Magic, with the magic flashing all around, breaking free from the chains, and just at that moment, Rosalind’s elite Demon squad arrived.

Without a word, the Demons launched Black Magic at Yang Yu and Iyas.

”Iyas!”

Yang Yu called for Iyas while observing Count Blood’s movements, dodging the incoming Black Magic.

The Black Magic from Demons easily shattered large walls and ceilings.

”Boom,” stones fell, dust filled the air, and Yang Yu with Iyas advanced toward the Demon group.

Several Demons jointly used Black Magic to block the path, temporarily restraining Yang Yu with sheer numbers, while others spread wings and flew through falling stones toward Count Blood.

Crimson moonlight shone dimly through the dust, casting a hazy sheen on Yang Yu.

Seeing through contours crafted by Helot, Yang Yu perceived everything but couldn’t prevent it.

If Count Blood restored magic before Bai Jin’s sunshine arrives, it would inevitably lead to a bitter battle.

Yang Yu nearly forgot that game BOSSes don’t rally allies, but real-life ones can.

One-on-one is merely a dream of people’s ideal combat!

Yang Yu’s mind raced, thinking how to deal with Count Blood next, but no good plan came to mind.

Suddenly, the area around Yang Yu brightened, becoming warm.

Count Blood, seeing Rosalind approaching, regained elegance; his subordinates indeed showed prowess. Now, if he uses them to restore magic, replenishing what was consumed to escape the chains, he’ll surge forward, defeating the pests gnawing his Barrier.

But before Count Blood could celebrate, he felt intense heat behind him, smelled something like burnt material.

He looked at the shadow cast on the ground.

In the bright light, Count Blood’s shadow was clear, wisps of smoke mirages jumped over his shadow.

He’s smoking.