For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King Chapter 33

   Chapter 33 The Bloodline of the Tribunal

  The first wave of attacks, Cass escaped at the cost of three wounds on his body.

   Years of combat experience have allowed him to avoid injuries to vital parts. Although the three not-so-shallow wounds are bleeding profusely, they will not affect his combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

   He quickly distanced himself from those skeletons.

   The narrow terrain in the tunnel made him unable to fully utilize the advantages of the great sword in his hand, but it also prevented him from facing no more than two enemies at a time.

  Those skeletons shrouded in mist look weird, but in front of him they are nothing but enemies of unity. Cass suspected that even if he didn't swing it hard, the weight of the black iron greatsword alone would be enough to break them into pieces.

  The trouble is that after they are broken up, they will regroup and continue to attack him with perseverance.

   Rather, it is precisely because of the fragile and unstable connection between their bones that the power of each attack was lightly removed, as weak as a punch on the smoke.

   In this case, he can only disperse the enemies, and cannot smash them into bone powder that cannot be recovered.

   If you continue to consume it like this, sooner or later, your physical strength will be exhausted by these skeletons that can't be killed no matter how you kill them.

   Thinking of this, Cass took a deep breath and looked at the half-human, half-spider monster.

   I'd better ignore those brainless monsters and kill the guy who has been watching the show.

   Cass judged the situation.

   He didn't believe that even if the monster's head was cut off, it could be put back together.

   After visually measuring the width of the passage, Cass swung the giant sword as wide as possible without flicking the knife. The skeleton that stood between him and the spider monster was smashed into pieces

   He went straight over the pieces that were recombining and rushed to fight the spider monster.

  The chitin bone blade and the black iron giant sword kept colliding with sparks in the dark tunnel, and the sound of "ping bang" could be heard incessantly. Occasionally, there are crisp bone cracks and muffled sounds interspersed.

   "Clang!"

   Another collision, Cass, whose breath was already a little disordered, couldn't help but take a half step back, and the tiger's mouth tightly gripping the hilt of the sword was also a little numb from the shock.

   However, before he could breathe, the two mist-shrouded skeletons behind him reorganized their bodies and attacked him.

  The narrow space in the tunnel made it impossible for him to cut off the two skeletons with a backhanded sword. He had no choice but to turn around and first turned his side to use the sword as a shield to block the opponent's attack. Then he raised the giant sword and stabbed forward, strung the two skeletons together against the wall, and shattered them into skeletons on the ground.

   However, before he could draw out the sword, the mist rolled around, and the shattered skeletons began to tremble slightly, and under the guidance of some kind of power, they were about to be reassembled.

   "It's endless, right?"

   At this moment, Cass Xin, who was attacked by the enemy, twisted the hilt horizontally.

   no longer has the aftertaste to preserve its strength.

   With a light sound of "click", the mechanism on the hilt snapped, the magic seal buried in the hilt was activated, and the magic power sealed in it was released.

   The crimson flame rune climbed up the blade, and the entire black iron greatsword turned red like a branding iron.

  The temperature in the tunnel rose rapidly, and the broken bones in that place were burned into flying ashes in a few breaths.

   The sixth-level fire spell [Dawn].

  When he was in the Blackthorn Mercenary Group, he spent a lot of money to find the hole card engraved in this weapon by the enchanter.

  Kas is not a magic caster himself, and now because he is wanted, he cannot recharge after the magic power in the magic rune is exhausted, so now this enchantment can also be said to be a hole card that can only be used once.

   "Enchanted runes?"

   The half-human, half-spider monster looked at the flaming giant sword in Cass's hand, and for the first time there was a hint of solemnity in his voice.

   "But you are not a magic swordsman. How long can you last with the magic power in this sword? Two minutes, one minute?"

   "Enough to kill you."

The flames of the    great sword formed a curtain of fire towards it.

   This mighty blow, even the monster did not dare to take it hard. The six spider spears behind it were directly inserted into the stone wall, and it "clicked" to the heights.

   However, Cass didn't give it a chance to climb up, the flame on the sword turned into a half-moon-shaped flying blade with his swing, and directly cut off the three spider lances on its left half.

With a    "click", it slid several meters from the wall, barely holding its body on the other half of the spider spear, but this distance was enough for Cass to slash it.

   Watching the crimson giant sword slash, it raised its bone blade to meet it.

   This time, the chitin bone blade was cut like butter. Under the terrifying high temperature, the crackling sound came from its arthropod-like hand, and an unpleasant burnt smell permeated.

   "Mist Nightmare, if you don't take action, we will return to the Moon Realm together!"

   Seeing that Cass was going to cut off his head directly, the monster suddenly shouted loudly.

With a    "Puchi", Cas felt something pierced through his body from the back.

   A strange greasy feeling came from his abdominal cavity, he lowered his head, and a misty hand penetrated his stomach.

   is the kind of mist on those skeletons just now...

  The smell of rust came up in his throat, Cass thought.

   He turned his head, the previous skeletons were scattered on the ground, and the mist that had enveloped them gathered together, forming a vague human shape behind him.

   No wonder they can respawn infinitely…

   That layer of mist is the body of those monsters, and the skeleton is just the puppet it controls.

  Kas swallowed the rust smell in his throat. It was too late to turn around now. He planned to cut off the head of the monster in front of him while the effect of the enchantment was still there.

   But it was too late. The opponent's stump slammed into his wrist, and his abdomen was severely injured. Cass lost his strength in both hands, and the giant sword fell to the ground with a bang.

  As he lost his will, the enchanted runes on the sword instantly went out, and the black iron greatsword quickly turned cold.

   The hand that had pierced him withdrew, and Cass knelt down with his knees soft. He put his hands on the ground, gasping for breath.

   "Do you have to wait until this time to shoot?"

   "Didn't you say that a man can handle him?"

   "The information you gave didn't say that his weapon was sealed with a fire spell specially used to destroy demons."

   "How would I know if I haven't seen him use it?"

   "Forget it... Did you find the two that ran away earlier?"

   "I made a mark in that woman's dream, and I just let my subordinates pass by."

  The two voices seemed to come from far away, and Cass, whose consciousness gradually became blurred, struggled to understand the meaning of their conversation.

   He felt that he couldn't fall down just yet.

   He struggled to reach for the great sword that fell on the ground, but at this moment, the sword was too heavy for him.

   At this moment, something slipped out of his breast pocket.

   That is a magic seal rune flashing with electric light.

   "If you ever feel like you need help, crush it."

   He recalled the words of the mysterious magic caster with gray hair and silver eyes.

   He stretched out his hand and held down the Demon Sealing Rune.

   However, before he could crush it, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly came.

   "Whoosh!"

   A silver arrow pierced into the neck of the spider monster.

   Before Cass could react to what happened, the sound of several arrows breaking through the air passed by his ears.

   Compound eyes, mouthparts, joints, neck, heart…

  Each silver arrow was nailed into the vital part of the monster accurately. It turned into a black salt crystal and began to dissipate without even a last word left.

  Cass turned his head and saw a tall blond woman wearing a three-cornered hat and light leather armor not far away. At this moment, she was half-kneeling on the ground and carrying a delicate burst crossbow aimed in this direction.

   Seeing that the spider monster had begun to dissipate, the woman turned to shoot at the vague human figure formed by the mist.

   But the crossbow arrow was shot, but it only penetrated into the wall behind it through its body, and did not cause effective damage to it.

   Seeing this, the blond woman decisively dropped the bursting crossbow, pulled out the silver thin sword on her waist, and rushed over with her long leather boots.

   And the misty figure also changed his hands into two sharp daggers to meet him.

"what are you…"

  The woman ignored the misty figure's words, she dodged the opponent's attack as gracefully as a swan, and then a sword slashed, a faint silver light followed the rapier and left a trail.

  When the mist that formed the human shape touched the silver light, it disappeared into nothingness like the mist in the morning seeing the sunlight.

   was just a sword, and the misty figure disappeared without a trace.

The   blond woman neatly retracted her sword, then extended her hand to Cass.

   "Sorry for being late, it's an honor to meet you."

"Who are you?"

   Cass asked hoarsely, he had never seen such a person in his memory.

   "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are."

   The woman's voice was very cold and crisp.

   "Identity? Do you mean a mercenary, a wanted criminal, or a dying person?"

   Cass smiled reluctantly.

   The woman shook her head, her expression unchanged like a doll.

   "We've been looking for you for a long time, Cas Durant, the last bloodline of Blake Seba."

   Cass asked with blood in his mouth.

   "Whose bloodline?"

   "Black Seba, the fourth seat of the Thirteen Judges - the bloodline of the dark swordsman."

   (end of this chapter)

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