C15 Evil Demon Experience

Shire flipped the grey blade in his hand, and the surface of the blade shone with a brilliant light.

"Awoo!" The River Giant Devil looked at the sharp blade in Shire's hand and cowered a little. "Then you can go over."

Shire stared at the River Giant Devil and slowly walked towards the stone bridge. To be honest, the River Giant Devil had a very strong deterrent force on him. It was much taller than Shire and was two or three times bigger than him. It could be considered an out-and-out monster.

When Shire approached, the River Giant Devil suddenly attacked.

It swung the wooden stick with all its might, using the advantage of the length of its arm to swing at Shire from afar. It cut through the air with a whistling sound.

Shire hurriedly swung his knife to block it. The wooden stick hit the sharp blade, and a hole appeared on the stick itself. However, the shocking strength of the River Giant Devil almost sent Shire flying. He tried his best to maintain his body, and tightened his grip on his weapon. Both of his legs were tight, and his heart was beating wildly.

"Your strength is too weak! You have really embarrassed my sharp blade!" Gradiu complained.

"Save your complaints. If you are good at fighting, teach me." Shire said.

The River Giant Devil roared and approached Shire violently.

Am I too weak? Shire faced the attack with a calm expression. The Devil Hunter did not only rely on strength to fight.

"Phantom Divine Power!"

The Strength Curse summoned air currents, and the thrust appeared in the air, smashing towards the River Giant Devil's face. The River Giant Devil's face was hit, and it instinctively closed its eyes. It used its hands to block its face, and the momentum of its charge was blocked. Shire took the opportunity to rush forward, and stabbed the River Giant Devil's stomach with his knife. He spun quickly, and then pulled it out.

Shire heard the sound of the sharp blade cutting through its muscles and scales. He felt the pleasant sensation of the sharp blade in his hand unimpeded in its stomach.

This blade was too sharp. There was almost no resistance at all when it slashed down.

The River Giant Devil's stomach was cut open, and it was full of blood. It howled violently and immediately opened its bloody mouth. It violently vomited and spat out a large mouthful of disgusting and viscous acid at Shire.

Shire was shocked and quickly rolled on the ground in a sorry state. The acid splashed on the place where he had been standing before. The grass quickly burned and withered, making hissing sounds.

"I'm going to kill you!" The River Giant Devil stood up in anger, and continued waving the wooden stick at Shire.

Shire gasped for air and put up a defensive stance to receive the stick.

The force of the strike was so strong that it wanted to smash Shire and his knife into pieces.

Bang! The large rod and the sharp blade collided in the air.

The piercing sound of breaking bones rang out. The River Giant Devil's entire wooden stick had been broken into two because it had exerted too much force. It could not withstand the force and staggered a few steps forward. The acidic saliva in its mouth kept secreting and dripping down. Shire, on the other hand, was directly smashed to the ground by the impact. He held the knife tightly. His arm was in intense pain. The Giant Demon's saliva dripped onto Shire's body. He immediately began to burn his skin. The pain was fatal.

"Go to hell!" Shire took advantage of the moment when the Giant Demon lost its balance and quickly stabbed the blade upwards into the River Giant Devil's ugly chin. The blade cut through its scales like butter and entered its mouth.

"Awoo!" The River Giant Devil waved its large hand and grabbed at the ground, grabbing Shire's entire body.

Shire felt a strong sense of weightlessness. His body was no longer under his control. The River Giant Devil exploded with power and grabbed Shire by his waist. It threw him far away like a ball and threw him out.

With a loud thud, Shire fell heavily onto the ground and rolled a few times. His elbows and legs rolled across the ground, leaving behind burn wounds.

"Phew. Hu... Hu... Hu... Shire struggled to get up.

The River Giant Devil still had the blade stuck in its chin. It fumbled around, trying to pull the blade out from under its head. Its entire body was trembling. The Giant Demon's eyes were bloodshot, and most of its body was covered in blood. After struggling for a while, with a 'wow' sound, a large amount of blood gushed out of its mouth, and its fat body fell to the ground.

"It's over." Shire walked towards the River Giant Devil with great difficulty. He held the saber and pulled it out quickly. The entire saber was covered in blood and acid, but its hardness and texture did not decrease at all.

Shire lowered his head and looked at the huge body of the Giant Demon. Its eyes were dull and lifeless. Its mouth was wide open, and a pool of blood flowed out from under its body.

He raised the sharp blade in his hand, and a strong sense of confidence welled up in his heart.

With this blade, I can do anything.

A soul floated out of the Giant Demon's body, faintly discernible, and flew into Shire's body. It was Gradiu who was devouring souls again. Shire suspected that it was using this opportunity to recover its strength. Demons were monsters that were addicted to souls. The more souls they ate, the stronger their strength would be.

"This is what I call a full meal... Delicious! Rich! This place is so good... everywhere is filled with bodies filled with souls... " Gradiu let out a joyful voice.

"Is there no soul in hell?" Shire asked.

"Why do you think so? The bodies of the Evil Demons are filled with souls, and the soul fragments of other worlds are continuously pouring into Hell. Hell is a good place to kill and plunder from each other."

"Then why don't you stay in hell and devour your own kind? Why must you invade our world?"

"Because that is very unfair... If we were to fight each other without any restrictions, it would evolve into a situation where the winner takes everything. Only the most powerful Abyss Devil could survive, and it would eat all the other Abyss Devils. That is why we need rules. "

" But you were exiled because you broke the rules. " Shire touched the spot where his body had been burned by the acid. A thin layer of skin had melted off. But it was recovering at a visible speed. Was this also the effect of the witch potion? Those herbs seemed to have permanently changed his constitution.

"I didn't think so much when I was hungry."

"You said before that if you didn't have souls to burn, you would die. That's why you kept attacking the mortal world? That's why you keep plundering souls. "

"Right... souls are the source of our power. The stronger the devil, the more souls we burn. That's why we're trying our best to find a way to enter the mortal world to harvest, or stay in hell and bewitch people to perform sacrifices for us... "

Shire couldn't help but recall the scene of him being sold to a wizard gathering.

Those Magi had already followed the terrifying Devil God of hell and were offering dozens of pitiful sacrifices in exchange for power from the devil. Shire was one of them. If Etienne hadn't broken into the market and rescued Shire, Shire would probably have already become a firewood in the stomach of some unknown devil.

"Yes, if you weren't saved by that old hunter, your fate would be to be absorbed and burned away. The bigger the demon, the more greedy it is. We will never stop. If we aren't strong enough, we will be ostracized by other demons. "

"But don't you have 'rules' to stop killing each other? Even very weak demons will not be killed."

"The lives of the lower devils are insignificant, but Devil God will fight against each other. Every Devil God represents a concept... my enemy, the Metal Devil King. I have been thinking of ways to fuse with me, because 'metal' includes the blade. If I am too weak, I cannot guarantee my own independence. After I was eaten by the metal, I will become the 'chopping' or 'cutting Devil God, the part of the' knife 'will be merged... a very complicated process... "

" Then can you eat any other demons? "

"An annoying story. I vaguely remember that the Prince of Blades and I often fought. We devoured each other many times, and it was weaker than me, so in the end, I completely defeated it and ate it. This is why we have to maintain our strength... "

"The number of demons should be getting lesser and lesser. If one of you 'demons' appears, won't it be able to eat all the other demons? " Shire was getting more and more interested in the knowledge of devils. It was more reliable to have a devil personally explain the rules of hell.

"Devils are not eternal. Once a Devil God dies... It will spit out everything it swallowed, and be reborn into countless smaller and weaker new devils in hell." Gradiu explained. "If I am destroyed, perhaps new Devil God will be born in hell. Swords, sharp blades, sharp blades... After that, they would fight with each other again, and eventually form... Pooh! Why am I talking to you so much? These are all the conflicts between the superior Devil God. You third-rate hunters usually deal with low and middle level devils, you don't need to know these things. Let me tell you these things. That's because we share the same body. "

"It's always good to know some things"

"Even someone like me, Devil God, is very powerful! He can easily destroy reason and wield power! The power that I once possessed is boundless! " Gradiu bragged.

"But you were defeated and exiled by the king. Who are the kings? "

To Shire's surprise, this seemed to have touched upon a sensitive topic for Gradiu. It quickly fell into silence. Shire could feel that Gradiu was in a passive state in Shire's soul. He would not respond to Shire's thoughts, nor would he take any action.

This feeling was like Gradiu suddenly dying or disappearing. Shire felt strange.

The Blade Devil really didn't want to talk about the kings of hell? Shire thought. Speaking of which, how terrifying was Devil God's power to be able to rule the devil domain and be addressed as the king of hell?

Now Shire understood even more clearly. The devils were all strange and strange, but there was one thing that was the same. If they came to this world, their goal would not be to travel in peace.

They were here to hunt and kill humans, to devour souls...

If there was a devil with a big appetite and terrifying ambition, like those devil kings that Gradiu had mentioned. If they successfully came to this world, they would eat a few countries. Would they stop after eating tens of millions of people? No, the more they ate, the more they ate. If no one succeeded in stopping them, their ultimate goal was to eat this place dry.

In other words, they would destroy the world and end everything.

This word sounded distant, but Shire knew that it could happen at any time. In that place called hell, the Evil Demons lived in a completely different way from humans, constantly thinking about how to invade the modern world.

Shire walked to the riverside and used the river water to wash off the Giant Demon blood and acidic mucus on the sword. He looked down at the bridge and was stunned.

Below the bridge was the lair of the River Giant Devil. He saw a large pile of clay and straw. They were randomly piled up into a nest. The water flowed back and forth in the middle, but it could not take away the things inside. He saw that there were many things in the nest that were yellow and seemed to be very valuable.

The bridge-like fee...

The River Giant Devil was domineering on this bridge for a long time without being defeated. Until today, Shire had killed it. How many treasures had it accumulated over the years? How many people had paid it valuable things in order to cross the bridge safely?

An unprecedented treasure was right in front of him! Shire was looking forward to it.

He untied the black cloak on his waist, put it on the shore with his backpack, and walked into the water naked.