Chapter 197: The Demon King with a Goddess's Aura
"Kurtz, what do you think?" the Demon King continued to look at Kurtz, her tone very familiar.
"We shouldn't be that familiar, should we?" Kurtz frowned slightly.
In his initial conjecture, this Demon King in front of him had fused the fragmented power of the former Fertility Goddess, thus seeing the scene of his battle with her back then. This would also explain why the other party recognized him.
But now, it seemed not to be the case, but a more mysterious existence.
"It seems you don't remember anything." The Demon King shook her head, her expression full of regret.
"You know, I hate riddle-makers the most."
"Of course, I hate them too, but when you are the riddle-maker yourself, isn't it quite interesting?" the Demon King spoke with a smile, as if she truly found it interesting.
"Your fun is built upon my suffering."
"Then let you and this world feel the suffering."
The question and answer between Kurtz and His Majesty the Demon King were very natural, and the onlookers, including Serie, showed expressions of confusion.
However, Kurtz had figured out some things, but he still needed some confirmation.
"Kurtz, our game has just begun. You have plenty of time to explore the truth of this game slowly, and now, don't you have something else to do?"
"Are you showing weakness?"
"You can think that."
Kurtz's expression was solemn.
He suddenly felt that none of this was a coincidence. Schlacht's death and the Demon King's sudden appearance could they all be within her calculations?
A chilling coldness instantly overwhelmed the joy of finding a way to change the life formula. This feeling was more troublesome than facing the Fertility Goddess at her peak, because of the unknown, because the other party seemed to know everything, while he was like looking at flowers in a fog.
On the other side, seeing Kurtz still hesitating, an indescribable, terrifying aura surged around the Demon King Annaliese.
It was not the sheer magnitude of pure magic, but an existence above that. Just a hint of the aura that leaked out made the space of the entire ruined council hall groan under the strain, directly developing fine cracks like glass.
Serie's face was solemn, her magic instantly erupted, and she looked at Kurtz, waiting for his decision.
To fight? Or, as the other party "suggested," to leave with the head and the Holy Sword?
Kurtz remained silent.
His gaze was fixed on Annaliese. He could clearly perceive that the power within her, which had not yet been fully revealed, was the power of a god.
"I understand," Kurtz spoke as calmly as possible. "Next time we meet, I won't hold back. At that time, I hope you can still maintain this high and mysterious demeanor."
He chose to retreat temporarily, at least on the surface.
"That might be a long time from now." The smile on Annaliese's lips carried a hint of playfulness, as if she had already anticipated his choice.
"Give me El Light!" Kurtz extended his hand unceremoniously. This was one of his objectives for this trip.
"If you want it, then you..." Annaliese seemed to want to say something, but in the end, she just shook her head gently. "Never mind, here you go."
She flicked her finger, and the El Light, which Schlacht had schemed for a long time, even at the cost of one of the Seven Sages of Destruction and his own life, flew steadily towards Kurtz.
Kurtz grabbed the familiar hilt, no longer looking at Annaliese, and turned to Serie. "Let's go."
Although Serie was unwilling, out of trust in Kurtz, she glared fiercely at Annaliese, then said nothing, and turned to follow Kurtz's footsteps.
"Your Majesty! Why did you let them go!?"
"Your Majesty! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"As long as they are left behind, humanity will have no power to resist!"
Behind them, Rivale, Böse, Macht, and Finn, the four Great Demon Race members, could no longer hold back and spoke out, their voices filled with confusion, even hinting at a trace of doubt towards her.
Watching Kurtz and Serie's figures turn into two streams of light and disappear into the sky, their emotions became even more agitated.
However, Annaliese just stood quietly in place, letting Kurtz and Serie leave, ignoring the questions of the Seven Sages of Destruction behind her.
However, what no one expected was that Kurtz and Serie did not leave just yet.
Kurtz, who had previously restrained his aura and seemed to accept the suggestion, suddenly stopped his figure, and an incomparably violent torrent of magic instantly erupted around him!
At this moment, he no longer suppressed his magic, letting it completely surge forth.
This magic did not originate from Orger, but from himself—the human magic power that had accumulated for a thousand years, reincarnated countless times, and had long been integrated into the essence of his life.
Now, standing before that pretentious Demon King, was the Ancient Human Mage who had lived for over a thousand years!
"Serie, hold this for me. You don't need to do anything." Kurtz threw the newly acquired El Light, along with Orger, to a stunned Serie without looking back.
Serie subconsciously caught the two Holy Swords. They felt heavy in her hands, and she quickly infused them with magic to barely hold them.
She was stunned.
What was Kurtz going to do?
Kurtz suddenly turned around, facing the Demon King's City below, and his magic began to converge and compress within him.
"Hello, we meet again!"
Kurtz's voice echoed throughout the ruins and clearly reached Annaliese's ears.
Kurtz slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, his palm aimed at Annaliese.
Without any chanting or visible magic circles, with just this simple action, the space in front of his palm suddenly compressed, emitting a sound of unbearable strain.
Having played the warrior class for too long, it seemed these people had truly forgotten that his title was not just God Slayer, but also the Ancient Human Mage.
A torrent of Light appeared out of thin air from Kurtz's palm, fiercely blasting towards the Demon King's City below, including Annaliese within it.
Boom!!!
Wherever the magic passed, the ground was forcibly ploughed into a huge gully. Everything that stood in its way, whether hard stone or monsters that couldn't dodge in time, was completely annihilated the moment they came into contact with this power.
For the first time, Annaliese's eyes showed undisguised shock.
She seemed to have never expected that Kurtz would directly turn back, and even more unexpectedly that he would abandon the Holy Sword and instead launch an attack with pure magic.
This completely exceeded her script!
In a hurry, Annaliese quickly released countless dark golden magic runes. These runes intertwined in front of her, forming a dark golden torrent that collided with Kurtz's attack.
Boom!!!!
The two forces intertwined, producing a deafening explosion. The violent energy turbulence erupted, leveling the already crumbling remains of the council hall, along with the surrounding buildings.
Even Annaliese was pushed back several steps by the impact; a trace of solemnity flashed across her face, indicating that Kurtz's blow far exceeded her estimation.
"Good! Very good!" Annaliese steadied herself, the surprise in her eyes fading, replaced by a hint of fighting spirit. "As expected of the one chosen by her. This pure source of magic power is probably already comparable to the power of a god."
Seeing that Kurtz was already brewing the next wave of attacks, countless Light Arrows appeared in the sky above the entire Demon King's City. Annaliese waved both hands, and an equal number of dark golden runes transformed into energy Light Spears, colliding with the Light Arrows released by Kurtz.
Annaliese's attack was not over. With a wave of her hand, countless energy chains pierced towards Kurtz from all directions.
Facing the incoming attack, Kurtz abruptly clenched his right fist, then slammed it down fiercely into the void!
Centered on his body, an invisible, powerful spatial shattering field instantly expanded.
Those chains, imbued with a powerful binding force, began to disintegrate the moment they came into contact with the spatial field, eventually turning into ethereal energy dust.
This was a magic Kurtz created after initially mastering spatial power, referencing an old man who liked to adopt people as sons. It was similar to directly using shattered space to destroy enemy attacks. And it could also be used in reverse for offense.
So Kurtz's left hand made a grasping motion towards Annaliese from afar.
The space around her instantly became like a shattered mirror; the space began to misalign, and the terrifying cutting force it contained was enough to cut any existence into pieces.
Annaliese's face changed slightly. She felt the spatial fluctuations around her, let out a low growl, and the dark golden patterns beneath her skin erupted with dazzling light. A surge of ancient life aura burst forth!
Around her body, within those shattered spatial fragments, countless dark golden, strange vines and flowers actually grew.
These energy-composed plants were incredibly tough, stubbornly resisting the cutting of the shattered space and even enveloping those shattered spatial fragments, forcibly mending them back into place.
The battle between the two instantly entered a white-hot stage.
Various earth-shattering explosions and dazzling light and shadow effects caused the entire Demon King's City, starting from the council hall, to become utterly dilapidated.
The entire floor was directly reduced to dust, and then, under Annaliese's magic, bizarre crystallized plants grew wildly.
Space was at times shattered like a mirror, and at other times forcibly stitched back together by thorny life vines.
This fighting style, which surpassed the comprehension of the Seven Sages of Destruction, left them dumbfounded.
Rivale clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms. His proud strength and even his powerful physique seemed so pale and powerless in front of that invisible spatial magic.
Serie gripped Orger and El Light in her hands, focusing intently on the battlefield, while secretly guarding against the four Great Demon Race members nearby, lest they interfere with the battle between Kurtz and His Majesty the Demon King.
Her heart was also in shock.
The powerful spatial magic Kurtz displayed was even stronger than she had imagined.
She knew that Kurtz had always been researching spatial magic, including the teleportation magic they had recently used frequently, which were all his masterpieces.
However, Serie had only learned teleportation magic and had not yet learned the deeper levels. She decided that after this battle, she would ask Kurtz to teach her.
But that Demon King's power was also very strange. Serie even felt a sense of familiarity from her, reminiscent of her battle with the Fertility Goddess back then.
After a fierce magical collision, both retreated several steps.
At this moment, Kurtz was still flying in the air, and although his breathing was still steady, his eyes were extremely solemn.
He stared intently at Annaliese opposite him, whose aura was somewhat chaotic, and even the light of her dark golden patterns began to dim. His confusion increased.
No!
This was definitely not as simple as merely fusing with fragments of the Fertility Goddess's power!
The application of that life force, the depth of her understanding of magic, especially the extremely subtle aura of power that leaked out when she forcibly mended space just now—
"Who are you exactly!? What is your relationship with the Life Goddess!?"
Annaliese slightly calmed her breath, and after the light of the dark golden patterns stabilized again, she looked at Kurtz.
"Do you want to know, Kurtz?" Her voice still carried a hint of playfulness. "Then defeat me completely first!"
She raised her hand again, and a constantly shifting dark golden liquid condensed in her palm, emitting a terrifying assimilative aura. "Come, let me see if the Ancient Human Mage can touch the truth!"
"As you wish!" Kurtz no longer hesitated, unleashing his most powerful magic, which was also his and Serie's original magic.
Centered on him, an absolute domain that could devour all light instantly spread out.
The domain expanded at an incredible speed, instantly engulfing Annaliese.
Upon discovering that her surroundings had instantly turned pitch black, Annaliese's expression finally changed drastically.
She could feel that Kurtz's domain was continuously devouring the dark golden substance in her palm, and even the light of the dark golden patterns on her body was dimming at a visible speed.
"Your Majesty!!"
Seeing the demon king being swallowed by Kurtz's dark domain, several Demon Race members could no longer care about anything else and unleashed their magic, preparing to rush into it.
"Stop!"
Serie, seeing this, directly swung Orger, and a golden sword qi instantly stretched across their path, forcibly forcing them back.
"Whoever dares take another step dies!"
Serie's voice was filled with killing intent, and her vast magic firmly suppressed the four Great Demon Race members.
Although she was shocked by Kurtz's never-before-seen domain magic, at this moment, her duty was to ensure that this duel remained undisturbed.
Within the magic domain, Annaliese's body began to become transparent.
She tried to mobilize her power to resist, but her essence was these glowing dark golden runes, and now, in front of Kurtz, her natural enemy who could devour all light, she was completely suppressed.
Even her proud power of fusion seemed so powerless at this moment.
"Ugh..." A suppressed groan escaped Annaliese's lips, and her body trembled violently.
Just as the power within Annaliese's body completely erupted, Kurtz captured it!
Deep within the core of that body, a trace of aura originating from the Life Goddess leaked out, and this aura had even become filled with corrupting defilement due to the Fertility Goddess.
These powers cannot be allowed to leak out like this! Otherwise, the entire world will face an even more terrifying disaster!
Kurtz immediately made a decision, and that magic domain instantly receded like a tide, disappearing without a trace.
Thud!
Annaliese's figure knelt on one knee, gasping for breath violently.
Her face was as pale as paper, and the dark golden patterns on her body were almost invisible. Annaliese raised her head and looked at Kurtz, a smile appearing on her lips.
"You really didn't dare to gamble!"
Kurtz stood in place, panting slightly from forcibly stopping the magic. He stared intently at Annaliese, who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"You..." Kurtz's voice carried a hoarseness he hadn't even noticed himself. He took a step forward, seemingly wanting to press for answers.
"Hehe..."
Annaliese, however, let out a low laugh. She struggled to her feet, and the wounds and faded patterns on her body slowly began to heal under the influence of the authority of life.
"In the end, you still won, Kurtz." She did not answer Kurtz's question, her gaze sweeping past him to the several Seven Sages of Destruction who were firmly suppressed by Serie in the distance, and then to Serie, who stood ready behind Kurtz.
"Now, you can leave, can't you?"
Kurtz stood in place, silent for a long time, and finally turned and left.
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