Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

In an instant, scarlet flames filled the sky.

Braving the heat, Yang Yu maneuvered and dodged Ammonval’s attacks on the golden glass.

Ammonval roared and howled, swinging his weapon fiercely with an imposing aura, but rarely hit Yang Yu.

Although Ammonval could also fly, he was not adept at aerial combat.

However, sometimes one must display their weaknesses and appear helpless to conceal their true intentions.

The flames that filled the sky turned into a fiery rain, drizzling down.

A distinct flame hid within a cluster of flames, quietly veering away from the center of Yang Yu and Ammonval’s battle.

Yang Yu found a flaw in Ammonval’s attack, swiftly plunging the sharp sword blade into Ammonval’s chest.

Ammonval vanished into shadows, and Yang Yu’s sword blade pierced through the roaring flames, striking empty air.

Ammonval once again used the skill of the short spear, swapping places with the ghost fire!

Yang Yu rapidly scanned the surroundings, searching for Ammonval’s location.

When Ammonval released the flames, Yang Yu speculated about his intentions, suspecting he might use the effect of the short spear for displacement.

The flame color of the short spear skill was different from regular flames and could be distinguished with the naked eye.

Unfortunately, Yang Yu had to control the generation of golden glass while being mindful of Ammonval’s attack, making it impossible to mentally observe the differences between each flame.

Yang Yu intended to use his speed advantage to pursue Ammonval after he swapped positions with the ghost fire.

Only, Yang Yu didn’t expect Ammonval’s short spear skill to be so expansive.

In just a moment, Ammonval had put one or two kilometers between himself and Yang Yu.

Ammonval descended from the sky, wielding his magic wand.

The flames surrounding Yang Yu roared violently, transforming into burning ghosts that pounced on Yang Yu with claws bared, engulfing him.

Ammonval didn’t believe such an attack could cause Yang Yu much harm, but it was more than enough to buy some time.

Summoning a storage magic array, Ammonval first took out a disc and fastened it to his waist, then retrieved a bottle of light purple potion.

The sky’s anomaly simultaneously drew the attention of Bai Jin and Iyas.

They knew Yang Yu had encountered a small predicament, and Ammonval intended to take advantage of the time Yang Yu spent dealing with the small problem to make his escape.

Iyas pulled open her bow, and the light arrow streaked across the sky like a meteor; Bai Jin also redirected her magic, blasting at Ammonval, who had turned into a fiery meteor.

Fiercely swinging his weapon, creating a hurricane, Ammonval shattered Bai Jin and Iyas’s attacks again.

Bai Jin’s magic contained subtle interference magic, and Iyas’s light arrow bore a piece of her consciousness, yet their attacks ultimately failed to harm Ammonval.

Having successfully shattered Bai Jin and Iyas’s attacks, Ammonval lifted the potion bottle.

As long as he drank this potion, Ammonval could have enough leeway to escape here.

He uncorked the bottle, and the potion’s scent wafted in the wind.

Ammonval had to press the bottle to his mouth and suck forcefully to ensure drinking the entire potion.

Just as Ammonval brought the bottle to his mouth, a tiny water ball whizzed to his front.

Battle-hardened Ammonval swung his weapon, splitting the approaching water ball in two, only to find the water ball was not magic; the two halves, divided by the black tachi, reformed and shattered the potion Ammonval was about to drink. The purple potion spilled, turning into vapor under Ammonval’s scorching flames.

Ammonval turned to look in the direction the attack came from. A young girl cleared a space in the Demon King Army, while another girl similar to her blew on her fingertip, transforming into a round slime mid-air.

In front of her was an upward-pointing cylinder, which was evidently a sniper cannon!

He Meng landed steadily at the cannon’s mouth, sliding smoothly into the base!

”Boom—”

The Hundred-Transformation Core turned into a chasing cannon, firing He Meng like a cannonball.

The round He Meng swiftly transformed in mid-air, becoming a pointed-tip, thick-tail projectile.

Her aerodynamic form flew to the front of Ammonval in the blink of an eye.

Because most of his focus was on Yang Yu and Bai Jin, Ammonval had completely overlooked that he was directing the ghost fire toward Qiuye and He Meng.

”Lun, just as you said. I really don’t understand the battlefield!”

Flames ignited underfoot, Ammonval changed the direction of his descent, slashing the incoming He Meng with his longsword.

He Meng, transformed into a projectile’s front end, suddenly opened like an umbrella, her speed drastically reduced, and Ammonval’s swinging longsword swept past her.

Missing the first attack did not dishearten Ammonval; don’t forget, he had six arms.

Ammonval swung the black longsword to slash at He Meng!

He Meng contracted her body, narrowly dodging the black longsword, transforming into a girl in the air on Ammonval’s front right. Numerous water balls separated from her body, encircling around her.

”Get down!”

Countless water balls alongside He Meng transformed into sharp long spears, and with a wave of her arm, He Meng issued a command like a monarch delivering an order of massacre to the troops. The sharp slime spears densely bombarded toward Ammonval.

Ammonval held his breath, aligning his six arms, and six weapons crossed each other.

As the sharp long spears approached, Ammonval quickly swung his arms, slashing the oncoming slime spears.

No matter how hard Ammonval worked, there was no way to completely block He Meng’s Royal Bloodline: Slime King’s Spear, as spear after spear pierced his body.

The Royal Bloodline: Slime King’s Spear consumed levels, with each use dropping one level.

With levels rising higher and higher, each level-up required astronomical experience, so Yang Yu advised He Meng not to use those skills that consume levels unless absolutely necessary.

And now was exactly the kind of absolute necessity Yang Yu had referred to.

He Meng was quite smart, naturally understanding the importance of defeating one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

When not to hold back, He Meng would never hold back.

Though Ammonval’s strength and intelligence were exceptional, his defenses were not high. He Meng’s King’s Spear attack had a tenfold multiplier, so even if He Meng’s strength itself wasn’t high, it dealt considerable damage.

Encased in long spears, Ammonval plummeted to the ground.

But he did not fall just like that.

”Damn it!

To think I could be forced into such a situation!”

Ammonval panted heavily, standing up from the countless azure spears, planting the longsword into the ground, and pulling out all the blue spears embedded in himself.

Looking up at the sky, Yang Yu broke through the flame encirclement, taking advantage of the Sky-shattering Dragon Roar’s lingering effect to create the final golden glass, pressing toward him.

Before Yang Yu arrived, the flickering flames on Ammonval’s body had already captured something.

Ammonval swiftly drew his longsword, sweeping to the left.

A crackling sound erupted, sparks flew, and Ammonval’s sword blade clashed with Qiuye’s sword blade.