C8 Elves Demons?

"Dog's Swallowing Red Lotus." The huge ferocious dog made of magma viciously smashed at Nero. The huge impact caused the ground to tremble and dust to fill the air.

When the wind blew the dust away, a hole of several meters in diameter appeared before his eyes.

"Tsk, did you escape?" The crimson dog's arm that was floating in the lava gradually returned to its original form, patting the nonexistent dirt on the suit.

"Come out, sinner. I don't have time to play hide and seek with you, just obediently let me kill you. Although I don't know where you found those two blades that aren't afraid of high temperatures, but even if you were made of iron, you still wouldn't be able to withstand the high temperature of the magma. " The red dog arrogantly roared.

Nero gasped as he leaned against a broken wall, his hands shaking as he held the blades of Escinnos. Blood oozed out of his charred arms and formed streams of foul blood that dripped to the ground.

"Life Recovery." Nero gritted his teeth and cast a spell on himself. A green light surrounded his arm, and it was almost burnt to a crisp. His arm was recovering at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

Nero gritted his teeth and forced himself not to make a sound.

He miscalculated! Nero thought. Dammit! The mana burn was useless against natural ability users, and he himself didn't even know how to use it without the help of Ocean Tower's Rock Tyrant. Did he really have to use that move?

Nero accidentally knocked off a rock, and with a cry of surprise, he hurriedly dodged to the side.

Almost at the same time, scorching hot lava brushed past Nero's left cheek, covering the area where Nero had been standing. A human form slowly emerged from the lava, turning into the shape of a red dog.

"I caught you a sinner." The red dog was already quite angry. However, when the red dog saw Nero's appearance, it revealed a cold smile, "It seems that I accidentally burnt your face. If I don't know your appearance, it would be hard to draw a wanted poster." "It doesn't matter, though. I don't think a dead man can use a wanted poster.

Nero looked like a ghost now, the right side of his face still normal, but most of his face was charred, his iconic long ears had disappeared, his eyelids and lips were gone, and his left eye was gray.

"Heh, heh, heh, heh." Nero let out a terrifying sneer.

"You can still laugh even at the brink of death, could it be that you're scared silly?"

"I'm laughing at myself. I don't want to use this terrifying power. I'm always afraid that I will lose myself in it. How stupid. I've already died once, what's there to be afraid of? And you're going to see hell. Good luck, puppy dog. " Nero finally made up his mind to go all out. I don't believe that two lifetimes of spiritual power can't swallow a remnant spirit of Illidan.

"Shameless boasting, go to hell, sinners. "Fire!" The red dog didn't want to listen to this crazy blabber any longer. It gathered a huge magma fist and threw it at Nero.

Just as the lava was about to touch Nero's body, a dense evil aura suddenly gushed out from Nero's body. A green flame wrapped around Nero — it was the Demon Hunter's signature skill, Sacrifice.

Looking at Nero standing in the lava unscathed, the red dog felt a deep sense of shame.

"Impossible, my magma is actually useless. "Spit out fire, Hellhound, and the Canine Swallowing Red Lotus …" The crimson red dog attacked Nero like a madman. However, Nero, who had activated the Sacrifice, completely ignored the attack of the red dog. He didn't move at all and just stood there quietly.

Nero had discovered four years ago that there was a problem with the Demon Hunter inheritance — Illidan only remembered what he had learned as a elf, but there was nothing about the power of demons. This aroused Nero's suspicion. He carefully searched for a seal on the ground, a seal that sealed part of the soul of the Illidan Devil.

For the last four years, Rinloro had wanted to break the seal all the time, but Nero had always wondered if he could survive the process of absorbing demons. Illidan had the memory of many demonic hunters who had completely degenerated into bloodthirsty demons when they absorbed the power of demons.

But now that Nero had finally understood, it could be said that he no longer had any scruples after he had sent the Hancock sisters away. What Nero had said to the Hancock sisters was not entirely a lie; which man did not have blood in his heart?

In Nero's mind, Nero and Illidan stood opposite each other.

"I've been imprisoned for ten thousand years, and then expelled from my homeland. Right now, you actually dare to trespass into my territory. You are courting death."

Nero acknowledged that this was an imposing speech, but Nero was very depressed — this Illidan was just a soul fragment, without any intelligence. Just like a boss in a game, as a otaku, he had been scared by a boss for four years! If word of this got out, the guild brothers would definitely laugh themselves to death.

At this moment, Nero seemed to have returned to his previous life as a solo boss. He agilely ran and attacked. It was as if a HP was slowly decreasing on Illidan's head.

A moment later, Illidan's soul shattered like glass, turning into a surge of power that poured into Nero's body. In these four years, this seal's power had already become Nero's inner demon. He didn't expect it to be so easily dealt with today.

At the same time, Nero's body suddenly exuded an incomparably terrifying aura, sending the Scarlet Dog, who was still crazily attacking, flying away.

The crimson dog fell to the ground, and a sweet taste came from its throat. It spat out a mouthful of blood. This attack had already injured the internal organs of the red dog.

Nero was not well off either. He thought that Illidan's remnant soul would be the biggest obstacle for him to accept the inheritance. He did not expect that he would be able to defeat Illidan's remnant soul so easily.

The demon's power had already begun to change Nero's body. Two horns sprouted from his forehead, and a pair of giant bat wings appeared on his back. His hands became two gigantic claws, and his legs became a pair of goat's hooves.

Kill, kill, kill. This had already become the only thought in Nero's mind.

When Nero's eyes turned to the red dog, the battle-hardened admiral's intuition told him that things were not going well. But the honor of the navy was above all else. Sarkaski wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and once again lava gushed from his body.

Warring States was in a bad mood today. After becoming a marshal, she was extremely busy all day. It was one thing for her not to help Karp, that bastard. To be defeated by a lieutenant general like himself, where would he put his face! Hey hey, are you broken somewhere?)

"Blue, Blue, Blue, Blue." Damn it! He actually called during the match between him and Karp. If there was nothing important, he was prepared to bear the wrath of the marshal!

"Karp, stop for a moment. I have work to do." As the Warring States answered the phone, they watched to see if Karp had eaten.

"Bastard, don't look at this old man with that kind of gaze. As a naval hero, how could I, Karp, do such a shameless thing like stealing food? " The word 'justice' seemed to appear behind him, but his hand still quietly reached towards the sweet circle on his plate.

"773!" Ha, ha, Warring States, it's this old man who's a tad better at it! "Hahahahaha!" Karp could not help feeling proud of his victory, and suddenly realized that something was missing. It's weird why that Warring States guy is so quiet. Could it be that he's angry at me?

"Hey, hey War Country, are you mad? I shouldn't have cheated. At most, you can just split half of what Little Crane did for me next time. " Karp saw his good friend's unsightly expression and gave in without any shame.

"General Karp." After a long silence, the Warring States finally spoke up.

"Here." Upon hearing his good friend of many years calling him a soldier, Karp stopped laughing. He understood that something big had happened.

"Gather all the forces of the Navy to Marijoya at once and seal off all information. It is claimed that someone infiltrated Marijoya to assassinate the Draconians and was killed by General Red Dog. " The Warring States gave the order calmly, and looked at Karp gravely.

"Yes, sir, I promise." Capri landed and turned away.

The Warring States had sat on the marshal's bench and was deep in thought with their eyes closed. Who was it? Who could easily escape after severely injuring the red dog? If it was those old guys' subordinates that were easy to deal with, then the sea wouldn't be peaceful again. The high-end combat power of the Navy is still too little. Karp and I are still far from enough, and the three great generals still need time to grow. It seemed that he had to prepare to carry out his plan.

Fisher gasped for breath on an island, his body covered with bandages. He had finally escaped! Luckily, he was saved by that devilish fellow in the end. Demon Hunter Nero, I hope you can survive. I will definitely thank you the next time we meet.