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Chapter 1341 Incredibly Hot

The sky was scorching hot!

As the resounding words of the sacrificial ceremony faded, the dark clouds multiplied tenfold, turning the inky clouds a deep red. Heat waves surged down from overhead, water vapor evaporated, and drops of red mist silently fell.

One drop!

两滴

Red raindrops fell, but before they could get close, a surge of heat swept over him.

"This is...."

Kana's pupils contracted, utterly shocked, and she said...

"Lava! It's raining lava! Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Seeing the fiery red raindrops falling from the sky, everyone was completely stunned, revealing endless despair.

Lava started raining down from the sky!

What only happens in dreams has actually happened.

The red rain intensified, covering the entire island. The seemingly sturdy barrier collapsed in just a few seconds, lava rain pouring onto the ground, scorching the rocks and wood, and melting the ancient walls bit by bit.

Some people fell to the raindrops, uttering pitiful cries for help, and flames erupted, engulfing the entire castle in flames.

More and more lava flowed onto the ground like a torrential rain, forming rivers. If this continued, even if they hid in the basement, they would be burned alive.

Kahn-McDougall lowered his eyes, his previous determination gone, replaced by a look of dejection and helplessness.

"This is not a power of humankind!"

"demon!"

"Only the Demon King of Hell possesses such magic."

"Western Born!"

Jiang Wen roared and howled to the sky: "Are you going to destroy this family? They are your family and friends, and you are going to watch them perish in the sea of ​​fire?"

"I gave you two chances."

Theoborn, with two horns sprouting from her head, hovered above, surrounded by magical orbs that shielded her from the rain. Her pupils were the color of lava, devoid of any human emotion.

"You've pretty much given up, haven't you, dear Uncle Kahn? This is all your own doing. The moment you defied the McDougall family's ancestral teachings and laid a hand on your own niece, your fate was sealed."

"The ancient Gaelic bloodline will be severed and extinct by your hand today."

"I hate this!"

Kahn roared hoarsely, like a demon in the wind, "Theoborn, I will not let you go, McDougall will not be defeated by me."

"Awake up, ancient Indians and ancient Gaelic peoples who are sleeping in the sea of ​​fire! Take up your weapons and defend your homeland."

Kahn leaped up and hurled the Dragon Bone Mace, imbued with all his magic power, with all his might.

The staff sliced ​​through the air, piercing the furnace like a spear.

The flames surged upwards instantly, transforming into a five-meter-high red giant gate. From within the gate, countless ancient spirits, each with a different form and wielding a different weapon, gazed into the darkness, like fearless warriors charging towards the sky.

The lava landed on them, but they were instantly bounced off.

The spirit of the ancient inventor is not simply an energy body, but a guardian spirit composed of various substances such as soul, will, courage, divinity, ritual, and magic. It possesses strong physical resistance, is immune to most magic, and has a natural immunity to dark creatures.

An ordinary magical family only needs one ancient heroic spirit; only ancient clans with profound heritage like the MacDougal can create dozens of ancient heroic spirits.

The heroic spirits soared into the sky, the dark clouds began to disperse, and the divine light they emitted illuminated almost the entire sky.

Theoborn revealed a rare serious expression: she knew better than anyone the fighting power of the ancient heroic spirits, and that their failure to retaliate against her uncle was one of the reasons.

However, none of this matters.

Whether it's ancient flame spirits or other cognitive magic, they are all too difficult to overcome in the face of the great Banshee Queen.

"My lord, please show your strength, and let the weak humans see how insignificant they are."

The dark clouds surged and shrank, and gradually, a skull face made of dark clouds emerged from them.

The face was enormous, nearly a thousand meters long and wide, with terrifying energy fluctuations churning in the sky. Its face revealed a bloodthirsty, cruel, impatient, and greedy expression.

It opened its mouth wide, and a terrifying suction force burst forth from it, like a bottomless vortex swallowing everything around it.

The ancient spirits were fearless and did not retreat. Instead, they took up their weapons and charged into the vortex one by one, just as they had done thousands of years ago, to fight the demons to the death.

The family members hiding in the castle peeked out, anxiously looking up at the sky, hoping that the elves would break through the darkness and bring light. Unfortunately, reality always contradicts dreams.

The skeletons in the sky burped contentedly, their faces full of satisfaction, like laborers who had eaten and drunk their fill.

Upon witnessing this scene, Jiang Wen collapsed to the ground, his face ashen, revealing boundless despair.

McDougall family

The Gaelic lineage that has been passed down for thousands of years no longer exists.

...

An hour later, in the ruins of the castle that had turned into lava, Theoborn, now a demon, released his brother's corpse and sent the last remaining trace of Gaelic blood he had extracted into the giant crystal above his head.

“Well done, my faithful servant. Now it is my turn to repay you.”

The crystal burst forth with a blinding red light, then shattered into pieces with a crash. Blood churned and burned in the air, washing away the debris and gradually congealing. Slowly, a tall figure emerged from within.

The slender demon roared to the sky, its horns revealing an unprecedentedly beautiful face. This exquisite face seemed to embody all the virtues of female creatures in the world, making it impossible to look away once you saw it.

Her skin was fiery red, perfectly complementing her sexy and alluring figure. A tuft of wings adorned her back, and waves of heat emanated from her temples. She was incredibly tall, nearly three meters, but she didn't appear imposing. Instead, a gentle aura emanated from her. Her figure was simply too perfect—slender limbs, exquisite curves, everything in the right place, without a single flaw. Most importantly, there was her clothing.

When the Demon King appeared, he completely disregarded human etiquette, covering his private parts with only a small piece of black cloth, leaving the rest of his body exposed to the air. In particular, the two large mounds on his chest towered into the clouds, brimming with rage. Not to mention a strong and powerful young man, even an old man on the verge of death would be able to shoot his spear directly at them.

Upon seeing the figure appear before him, Western Born involuntarily took two steps back.

"Master, how are you?"

Clone reached out and hooked Theobon's chin with her finger. As she leaned closer, two fiery red peaks suddenly appeared in front of her like cannonballs. Theobon's face turned red instantly, and he quickly looked away.

Although my breasts are not small (I have money), compared to them, they are like a ping-pong ball compared to a bowling ball.

Click, click, click, click!

Kren couldn't help but burst into laughter, her spear swaying with her body, stirring up waves of fiery red flesh, then...

“My servant, I thank you. Without you, how could I have escaped hell and felt this long-awaited coolness?”

"In return, I will find an ancient book and, in the process, conquer this world."

West O'Brien frowned.

"Aren't you going to tell me the location of the ancient book? Like..."

"Poor Theoborn, I'm the only one in the world who can find ancient books. How can I help you find them if I don't come to Earth?"

The girl froze, and in that instant, everything became clear...

"You...you're lying to me!"

Krona gently shook her finger: "I didn't lie to you. A mother wouldn't lie to her child."

"What do you mean? How could you possibly be my mother? Who are you?"

Chapter 1342 is truly heartbreaking.

Theoborn is not stupid. As the most talented member of the McDougall family in a century, she has a deep understanding of magic.

There are only two ways for demons from hell to come to the human world: summoning rituals and sacrificial rituals. And those summoned through these two methods are all minor characters. A demon king like Kronger could never descend to the human world through normal means.

They descend to the mortal realm only through blood sacrifice. The sacrifice of blood of the same origin will bring the Demon King's body into the modern world.

The bloodline of the Gugel people can summon the Banshee Queen, which means...

Theoborn took a step back, reading disbelief in her unblinking gaze.

Kron reached out and cupped her chin.

"Poor little girl, it's heartbreaking to see you so frightened."

"Your ancestors were incompetent, forgetting something very important. The first Gael was none other than my child, Berland, a naughty little devil. I nurtured you with fire and milk, yet you betrayed me to a faithless man. Oh~~~~~!!!! Mother is so heartbroken."

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the old woman turned her head and said again.

"However, thanks to the lovely little Berland, I have the opportunity to start over. The ancient gods are no more, and the Earth is now a no-man's land."

"Seoborn, my child, submit to me, and I will lead you to conquer this land and make you a queen with unimaginable power and supreme status."

"Come, child, let us rule the world together!"

Bang

A fist pierced the air and slammed into that alluring face.

Theoborn gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with boundless killing intent, and said...

"Die, you devil."

Ahhhhh! ! ! !