386: Chapter 385 Strange Sword 386: Chapter 385 Strange Sword Truly worthy of being Death Knell’s apprentice, you’ve completely inherited Death Knell’s tyranny and arrogance.
With Wang Dadong’s Slaying Saints strength, killing a Demi-Saint is as easy as blowing off dust.
The reason he had always appeared only slightly stronger than Suplos was to give Suplos a glimmer of hope.
Chasing Suplos for over a thousand kilometers was to let the world understand that whoever provokes Hell, even from thousands of miles away, will be killed without question!
What he hadn’t expected was for Suplos to lead him to an Underworld River stronghold.
Moreover, there was a Fallen Demon King there.
What a tremendous surprise.
Ordinary forces would never dare to offend the Underworld River, but Hell, which has always been domineering, feared nothing.
After all, the Underworld River still had a bounty on him, so today, he would start by taking down two Fallen Demon Kings.
“Who dares to trespass into my Underworld River Branch!” A towering figure shot out from the castle.
“Quick, run…” Suplos’s mouth gaped open, wanting to warn Frost Desolation, but no sound could come out as his head had already been severed by Wang Dadong.
Suplos had thought that by joining forces with Frost Desolation, they would stand a great chance of victory.
But now, it seemed the opponent’s prowess far exceeded his imagination, and even if they joined forces, winning was not guaranteed, let alone now that Frost Desolation was alone.
Frost Desolation was dressed like a knight from ancient times, with a strange-looking great sword at his waist, around which countless chills circulated.
As Frost Desolation emerged from the castle, he just happened to witness the scene of Suplos’s head being cut off.
“Suplos!” Frost Desolation let out a heart-wrenching roar.
The Three Great Fallen Demon Kings, who had been through life and death together for decades, were closer than brothers.
To empower Suplos, Frost Desolation had even taught him his famed technique, Nether Qi Slash.
To prove their brotherhood, Suplos had even given his woman to him.
Now, seeing Suplos’s head severed before him, how could he not be enraged.
“Who are you!” After a brief surge of anger, Frost Desolation regained his composure; since the other party had killed Suplos, they must be extraordinary.
come from Hell.” At this moment, Wang Dadong was wearing a Clown Mask.
You’re Death Knell!” Frost Desolation’s gaze sharpened.
In Hell, no one could have slain one of the Three Great Fallen Demon Kings, Suplos, except for the Undying Heavenly King and Death Knell.
And since the Undying Heavenly King was a two-meter-tall giant, and the man before him was only about one meter eighty, Frost Desolation deduced that the person before him must be that legendary figure.
For Frost Desolation, Death Knell was an old acquaintance, and no one knew the terror of Death Knell better than him.
He remembered the time when he was almost beaten to a pulp by Death Knell.
However, now, he was not necessarily afraid of Death Knell.
Wang Dadong shook his head, “I am not Death Knell.”
“I am Death Knell’s apprentice,” Wang Dadong said indifferently.
Since Wang Dadong had decided to leave Hell, it was time for the identity of Death Knell to disappear as well.
“Death Knell’s apprentice?
Good, I have some grievances with Death Knell, and today, I will slay you to appease my brother’s spirit in heaven!” Frost Desolation viciously wiped his lips.
At that moment, countless Fallen Angels surged out of the castle, surrounding Wang Dadong with no way out.
With so many experts from the Underworld River together, plus a Frost Desolation, even a Saint Realm Powerhouse could likely fall here.
Facing the eager experts from the Underworld River, Frost Desolation waved a hand.
“Everyone, retreat to a kilometer away.”
Frost Desolation actually wanted to duel Wang Dadong alone.
Wang Dadong’s gaze sharpened, feeling that Frost Desolation was much stronger than before, too much so.
Could it be that he had entered the Saint Realm?
He remembered the first time he fought Frost Desolation, the latter was only at the peak of the Superhuman Realm.
Lost in thought, Frost Desolation struck, his Strange Sword suddenly drawn from his waist and chopping down at Wang Dadong.
At the moment, Frost Desolation was over ten meters away from Wang Dadong, yet the slash formed a ten-meter sword aura.
Wang Dadong’s pupils contracted, and he swiftly retreated.
A long trench split open the ground.
The might of a single sword was so formidable!
“Not at the Saint Realm, but even more dreadful!” Wang Dadong instantly judged.
Frost Desolation was still at the Demi-Saint Level.
But ‘Demi-Saint’ was just a description of the realm, it didn’t mean that Frost Desolation could only defeat Demi-Saint powerhouses.
From that one slash, it seemed very likely that Frost Desolation could slay saints!
Because Wang Dadong believed that even with the Vajra Invincible Body activated, he definitely couldn’t withstand many of such attacks.
He hadn’t expected the strength of Underworld River to have grown so rapidly.
Compared to the Three Great Fallen Demon Kings, Hell’s Four Heavenly Kings clearly lagged far behind.
But there was no helping it.
The increase in strength of Underworld River relied on various technologies.
To enhance their power, they would consume potions with strong side effects.
Wang Dadong had strictly forbidden the Four Heavenly Kings from using potions to increase their strength.
Rather than a quick enhancement of strength, Wang Dadong hoped that the Four Heavenly Kings could go further.
Because even if the potions do not cause any side effects, they would deplete a person’s potential.
Now, even if Frost Desolation, at his Demi-Saint level, could slaughter saints, Wang Dadong was sure that without a miracle, Frost Desolation could forget about ever entering the Saint Realm in his life.
However, if a single Frost Desolation could slay saints, just how strong would be the strongest one among the Three Great Fallen Demon Kings?
Having missed with his sword, Frost Desolation did not pause, swinging another horizontal slash.
Whoosh, the blade aura buzzed over Wang Dadong’s scalp, and had his reaction not been quick, he would likely have lost his head.
Frost Desolation swung the Strange Sword in his hand rapidly, each slash emanating a ten-meter sword aura, razor-sharp and capable of reducing to ashes everything in its path!
Wang Dadong dodged a few sword auras, his brows furrowing.
Normally, Frost Desolation shouldn’t be able to sustain such fearsome attacks continuously, yet he showed no signs of exhaustion, with his attacks growing more ferocious and fierce.
Suddenly, Wang Dadong’s gaze landed on Frost Desolation’s Strange Sword.
He remembered that, during their last fight, Frost Desolation had not had this sword.
Clearly, the sword was a later addition.
It was a huge sword, not much different from the Immortal Heavenly King’s Giant Sword in size, yet its shape was extremely peculiar, and on the blade, there were various mysterious inscriptions engraved.
Could it be that Frost Desolation managed to maintain such mighty attacks because of the sword in his hand?