The Sicilian lady leaned against the bed and lit a cigar; she seldom smoked anymore since she had gotten older.

The cigarette butt emitted a dazzling orange-red light in the gap between the dim sky and the shadows in the room.

“Saluzzo is dead,” she said slowly in the smoke.

“The balance that Grey Hall has worked so hard to maintain has been completely shattered. No one can stay out of it. The games of the Wolf Lords have also been greatly affected…” Ms. Sicily blew out a smoke ring with a gloomy look in her eyes.

“I’m sorry, I can’t stop him,” Agnier only now let go of the grip of the Guardian Gun.

“Even you are scared to this extent?”

“I once thought that I was capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with legends, but I just didn’t have the chance… It seems that there is still a big gap between me and the saints, even if we are just talking about strength,” Agnier felt unspeakable palpitations and admiration. Being able to be an enemy of such a blood demon showed how powerful the saint from two centuries ago and even the Papal Knights who accompanied him were.

“What exactly do you feel?” Lady Sicily frowned. She had studied the history of Lateran and of course knew about the so-called “empathy” and the intricate connection between Lateran and Kazdel in history.

Agnier rubbed his tight temples. “I can’t describe it. It’s a sense of crisis that there’s no escape. It’s always chasing behind me and bringing death.”

“This isn’t the first time you’ve seen him.”

“I know, but this is probably the first time I’ve seen him being serious.” The wrinkles on Agnier’s face deepened. “Syracuse has no power that can check him.”

The Sicilian lady took off her cigar, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly said, “Lord Wolf.”

Agnier was stunned, “……”

“Draw him into the game of the wilderness. The Wolf Lords will be a good opponent for him.”

“Aren’t you afraid of being liquidated?”

“Once they start fighting, it will be impossible to free up hands to deal with these trivial matters.”

*

Bang, bang, bang.

The long sword fell to the ground, roaring unwillingly.

Lappland tried hard to pick up her weapon, but she couldn’t.

All the blood in the body is trying desperately to escape, but it is bound and has nowhere to go.

All the results of years of training were negated by the blood demon’s spell.

Akado’s left hand was covered with bright red metal. With the help of his staff, he maintained the complex Originium technique, ensuring Lappland’s life while curbing her struggle.

This didn’t even qualify as a fight.

Probably just for fun.

Controlling the blood in a person’s body was a piece of cake for him. The reason why he needed the assistance of the staff was that most of his energy was spent on controlling the blood flow in his body.

Countless spells were activated in his organs and blood vessels at every moment.

Akado did not kill Lappland, and he was very satisfied with the Syracusan’s magic.

A killer that can pose a great threat to warlock units?

The Blood Demon wants to train this white wolf into a new crow.

But she is too free and doesn’t want to be bound by any rules.

They are also fanatical about fighting, wanting to snatch victory and achievement in the fight.

It is a lot of trouble to tame a wild wolf into a hunting dog.

Akado released the spell, allowing Lappland to pick up the sword and rush towards him again.

Before the sword fell, he suddenly snapped his fingers and the spell was released again.

Lappland suddenly stopped while running and then fell headfirst.

The spell was released and unleashed, teasingly tormenting Lappland, making it impossible for her to even run or swing her sword.

It was not until the two of them got closer and closer that Akado slapped the two swords out of her hands.

Then came a fierce straight punch. The Blood Demon’s physical function was far superior to Rupert’s, and he easily defeated Lappland’s defense.

boom.

Lappland fell to his knees and spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood.

Outside the broken glass door, heavy rain was pouring down, with a little yellow light from the street lamps mixing in.

She had no intention of surrendering, but stared at Akado with murderous and bloodthirsty eyes, just like a lone wolf away from the pack, fighting desperately in a desperate situation.

Akado didn’t care. Dealing with a large group of gang members was a very relaxing thing. It allowed him to collect a lot of blood. He felt unusually peaceful and was willing to play with Lappland.

Yes, just playing around. In his opinion, the other party’s relentless attitude was no different from a little game between children.

As a result, the battle scene quickly fell into the direction of “ravage”.

Until Lappland completely lost the strength to move, collapsed to the ground, and stared at Akado with his silver eyes.

Even though I couldn’t even stand up, I was still thinking about killing me…

Akado kicked her sword away, “Pick it up, I’ll give you a chance.”

Lappland’s hands were shaking so much that she couldn’t even hold the sword. Her not-so-slender hands were covered with cracks and wounds, and the blood was flowing.

After trying several times, she finally picked up a long sword with both hands and staggered towards Akado.

Ah… Lappland let out a silent roar. She tried her best to squeeze out a bit of strength from this completely exhausted body, then raised the sword and stabbed it into Akado’s chest.

Then it was difficult to move forward.

The blood demon’s muscle density was far beyond her imagination.

Lapland was like an ant that could not move food. He tried again and again, not aware of the pain and pushing the hilt of the sword in his hand even with a distracted mind.

The sword blade moved deeper and deeper, and Akado did not dodge or resist.

Perhaps his heart was pierced, and countless blood spurted out from the wound from the fragments of Originium, staining Lappland’s face bright red.

“Well, what else can you do?”

Akado asked her back, even if his heart was pierced by a sword, it would not affect him at all.

Lappland said nothing, but her eyes moved to his neck.

The meaning is very clear. If destroying the heart can’t kill Akado, then chop off his head.

Akado even helped her pull out the sword, “Then you try it.”

He was also quite curious about what this guy could do when his body was on the verge of collapse.

Is it all due to that bit of madness in the spirit?

Even if the pain and exhaustion reached the limit, you had to kill me… Akado did not see hatred or anger in Lappland’s eyes.

It is the purest murderous intent.

He had seen it many times while exploring in the field.

This is probably the look in the eyes of the clawed beasts as they hunt the fish in the stream.

It turned out that there was no reason, he just grabbed the sword because he wanted to kill.

Teach a human being to become a beast.

Really interesting.

Akado finally realized that it was impossible to wash away Lappland’s madness.

So, let’s make a deal.

I can make you stronger.

But in return, you lose your freedom, or in other words, you must obey all my orders before you kill me.

He watched Lappland swing his sword and cut off his neck, then he picked up his head expressionlessly and placed it on the broken part, and the wound healed instantly.

“What you did was not in vain. I will die too, but the spell is special.”

He gestured a number and said, “You just need to kill me about …”

Akado calculated how fast the mineral sickness would kill him, and gave his answer, “About two million times. Kill me two million times, and you’ll win completely.”

Lappland didn’t say anything. She stared blankly at the sword in her hand, not knowing whether she was about to go into shock or had acquiesced to the Blood Demon’s deal.

How can a life with blood flowing in its body fight against such an immortal monster?

For the first time, Lapland fell into a state of self-doubt.

She realized that she might never be able to defeat Akado.

The so-called fangs, the killing skills learned, the sword moves and spells integrated into instinct, are all just weak fancy moves in front of this person.

(I deleted and revised many versions, and finally reached a level where it would not be banned by the review. I am already devastated.)

143. Lapland: Woof~

When Lapland woke up again, he was in the hospital.

She was covered in bandages.

Obviously, Akado didn’t hold back much.

The beating finally woke Rupert up.

The failure in challenging the powerful enemy caused her to lose her freedom forever.

If you want to take it back, you have to kill Akado.

She couldn’t possibly do that.

Unless there is some special spell that can confine this blood demon and destroy his body every moment.

For example, if Miss Nian’s furnace could successfully lock Akado in, it could really kill him completely after a few weeks. If Akado had not taken out the power of the Demon King at the cost of worsening his mineral disease,

Or maybe it was Miss Xi’s painting within a painting, which erased the blood released by Akado by constantly changing the painting world, completely depleted his blood reserves, and then used her own power to draw some murderous scenes. Although it took longer, it could indeed kill Akado completely. If it weren’t for those special firecrackers, Akado would hardly even see Xi a few times before falling into a new painting.

So, let’s put aside the series of back-up plans made by Accardo himself.

Lapland does not have the conceptual power of the behemoth, and cannot change the world or move mountains and fill the sea.

He is not like the emperor, who possesses unparalleled magic and immortality.

In this way, she became Akado’s attendant.

After receiving training and development, they will be put into use as new crows.

The result of the defeat made Lappland feel powerless, and…expecting?

Akado said it would make her stronger.

Lapland’s pursuit of strength is extremely fanatical.

This is how hunting dogs are trained.

First let the other party feel the difference in power, leaving a sharp and huge contrast, so that she can clearly understand her own position.

Then, give her what she desires.

In this way, the cute puppy will keep running wildly at the command of its owner, hoping to get some rewards after achieving its goal.

That’s what Akado did, showing Lappland many videos of Texas fighting in power armor.

That terrifying bonus to strength made the white Rupert quite envious.

What he had to do next was to assign Lappland many tasks after she recovered.

You can’t give her the power armor all at once, but let her get used to working without reward first, and then take a small portion of the money earned from those missions as a reward for her good behavior and obedience.

From time to time, you have to take out some things that can make her stronger quickly, such as power armor, but you can’t give it to her immediately. Instead, you have to gradually break down her psychology and thinking. Every time she falls to a certain stage, you can give her rewards for encouragement.

Specific operations need to be implemented with spells.

Through spiritual spells, some of Lappland’s psychological impulses and desires are amplified to complete suggestive guidance and finally to implant specific commands into the subconscious mind.

As it happens, there are a lot of technologies in this area in the Dead River.

……

“Mission accomplished. The Korot gang has been wiped out, a total of 67 members, no one survived.”