Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

”What are you looking at! Being distracted in battle will only lead to death!”

Grabbing a massive battle axe, the burly Bull-man swung it down towards Yang Yu’s head.

Yang Yu lightly jumped backward to avoid the attack, and the giant axe smashed into the ground in front of him, sending large stone fragments flying.

The burly Bull-man pulled the battle axe from the crack, snorting white air from his nose,

”No matter how you look at it, it’s useless.

I don’t know what your relationship with her is, but she will ultimately die at the hands of our Four Heavenly Kings!

Just like you will die by my hand.”

Muscles bulged on the burly Bull-man as red light flickered. To him, taking down the young lad in front of him was simply a breeze.

Yang Yu remained silent, pulling out several potions and gulping them down.

In this world, various potions exist, not only for restoring life value and magic power but also for enhancing abilities temporarily.

Unfortunately, all oral potions have the downside of causing a large accumulation of magic power in the body, affecting the efficacy of subsequent potions.

The magic power that the human body cannot utilize can only be metabolized over time.

If it’s an ordinary person, occasionally using a potion wouldn’t have much impact due to the accumulated magic power in their body.

Ordinary people, besides illness or injury, rarely use various magic potions.

Adventurers in dangerous professions carry a lot of potions, but they only use them in dangerous situations.

The reason is to avoid overuse of potions in the short term, resulting in drug tolerance and greatly reducing their effectiveness.

When Yang Yu first started as an adventurer, he accidentally increased his antidrug resistance due to his youthful inexperience.

That antidrug resistance only reset recently.

To quickly take down the target, Yang Yu risked increasing his antidrug resistance, drinking several bottles of potions that could boost his output for a certain time.

The power-up effect brought by the potion was also effective with [Magic Resonance].

”Do you think those potions are useful!”

The burly Bull-man swung the massive axe, charging towards Yang Yu once more.

The sword blade raised a black wave, Yang Yu’s figure flickered, brushing past the oncoming giant axe, and pierced the Bull-man’s chest with a sword.

Pain emanating from the chest, the Bull-man’s eyes widened in disbelief. He looked at his chest, where crimson blood spurted out, but Yang Yu’s figure was no longer there, having already vanished without a trace.

In an instant, several knife marks appeared on the Bull-man’s side, calves, and back.

The Bull-man finally realized something was wrong. This speed, this power, that man was not just an ordinary human general level, but a Heavenly King level. Fighting such an enemy was utter folly.

They needed to team up with other cadres to hold him off, waiting for Ammonval to deal with that woman before handling him...

The Bull-man may appear simple-minded and strong-limbed, but his military training taught him what to do at this time. Unfortunately, it was all too late.

Crimson entered the palm, sword blade plated with a shining orange, Yang Yu pierced the Bull-man’s chest once more with a sword.

Yang Yu’s maximum blood volume had already exceeded 300,000, [Double-sided Slash] could convert 10% of maximum life value into 1.5 times the physical attack added to the next attack.

This move was enough for Yang Yu to shave off more than one-third of a regular Demon King Staff’s blood volume.

Like a small mountain, the Bull-man thunderously collapsed, and the surrounding Demon Soldiers, hearing the noise, looked over in amazement, searching for Yang Yu who had just fought with the Demon King Staff. However, no matter how they searched, they couldn’t find him, as if Yang Yu had completely vanished.

Of course, Yang Yu didn’t vanish. He was clearing the messenger soldiers along the way while racing towards the next target before the potion effects wore off.

The fall of a Demon Clan cadre would inevitably cause a minor disruption, but in this vast and noisy battlefield, the disruption was certain to be short-lived.

The morale of the Wansheng Republic was high, and ordinary Demon Soldiers had to focus on fighting. Meanwhile, the Demon Clan’s messenger soldiers were being taken down by Yang Yu, leaving other Demon Clan cadres bound to notice later.

As Yang Yu fervently dealt with the Demon Clan cadres around the final circle, Iyas and the others also began their actions.

With the increase in level and strength, Iyas’s range greatly increased, allowing her to independently stay in relatively safe spots, continuously harassing the messenger soldiers and Demon Clan cadres that she found.

The arrows fired by Iyas were few, and the Demon King Army was more focused on the frontal battle, so they only sent one cadre leading a team to eliminate Iyas.

Utilizing high critical hit damage, Iyas turned the encroaching troops into moving targets, effortlessly clearing countless miscellaneous soldiers.

The cadre leading the squad used magic to create a barrier, charging at Iyas with a massive stone slab.

Unexpectedly, arrows forged from light bent around the stone slabs he conjured and mercilessly pierced his body.

On another side, Qiuye led He Meng like a rapidly flashing light, penetrating the Demon King Army from a direction completely opposite to Iyas’s.

Qiuye was extremely fast and had impressive output, but her frame was somewhat fragile. With He Meng protecting her, it was easier for her to take the enemy general’s head among thousands of troops.

To prevent any enemy ambush and attacks from the sides, the cadre in Qiuye’s attack direction always kept the magic sensing net open.

Due to the presence of the magic sensing net, the Demon Clan cadre had long sensed Qiuye’s approach.

The Demon Clan cadre quickly organized personnel for defense, Demon Soldiers grasping their weapons, ready to catch Qiuye in their encirclement.

Unexpectedly, Qiuye ”split into two,” an identical woman emerged from her shoulders, standing on them while throwing sticky water balls, accurately hitting and sticking the obstructing soldiers together.

Like a bolt of lightning, Qiuye seized the opportunity to break through a gap in the defense line, charging directly at the nearest Demon King cadre.

”Broken Wind Style. Secret Technique. Formless.”

Gripping the sword hilt horizontally at ninety degrees, at first glance it seemed like a sword draw, but in reality, it was a sheath move. Qiuye drew the sword blade at a speed invisible to the naked eye, unleashing countless sharp, invisible slashes.

The cadre, sporting a Ghost Horn, lowered his body rapidly, with his limbs turning wooden, assuming a defensive posture early on, intending to block Qiuye’s attack.

However, his proud wooden armor was instantly shredded into wood chips under Qiuye’s dense invisible slashes.

Qiuye seized every opportunity, dodging the piercing wood chips, her sword blade swept up by a green hurricane, pressing her advantage, a strike blasting the cadre back several meters, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Before that Demon Clan cadre could regroup and prepare, Qiuye’s attack was already upon him again.

The Demon Clan cadre hastily cast a shield for defense, but Qiuye’s ”avatar’s” massive fist descended from the sky, mercilessly shattering the shield constructed by the Demon Clan cadre.