Chapter 680 - 359: Maybe You Should Just Forget It? (2)

A tall man clad in dark heavy armor stands quietly not far from the royal palace gates, his expression calm.

"Osber perished here."

"Only one legendary?"

With a slight perception, Black Fist Army Commander Omar pinpointed the location of Duke Fortagen inside the palace.

And at that very instant.

Duke Fortagen, who was in the middle of a meeting in the palace, felt a sudden chill.

This feeling... as if he were eight years old again, facing a Bear Goblins attack for the first time.

The ferocious momentum surged towards him like a tsunami, unstoppable.

"Adjourn!" Duke Fortagen suddenly stood and announced.

Hmm?

The high-level generals exchanged puzzled glances.

They didn't understand what was happening to their Duke.

At this moment, Duke Fortagen, with a serious face, had already gotten up and left the meeting room.

But as soon as he stepped out, he saw standing in the palace's rear garden a middle-aged man with a noticeable cross sword scar on his forehead, clad in dark heavy armor.

The black iron fist seemingly ready to burst forth from his chest and the aura of authority made Duke Fortagen instantly aware of his identity.

"One punch." Black Fist Army Commander Omar glanced at Fortagen, crossed his arms, and said calmly.

One punch?

Others still didn't quite grasp the meaning of this statement.

"Who are you?"

"Guards!!"

An advanced general from the Fadir Kingdom shouted.

But Duke Fortagen raised a hand, stopping this futile gesture.

He understood the meaning of 'one punch.'

Yet it stirred the pride within Duke Fortagen who had trained in swordsmanship for thirty years, enduring hardships, finally reaching legendary status; could he not withstand just one punch from his opponent?

"Buzz~"

As the knight's longsword unsheathed, Duke Fortagen raised the sword tip level, like an arrow leaving the bowstring, shooting towards Omar.

Just as the sword tip came within half a meter of Omar.

In an instant!

Omar moved!

Almost no one saw when Omar threw his punch or how he did it.

But the metallic-glossed dark iron fist hit the sword tip squarely!

"Clang!!!"

The sword tip, which should have been unstoppable, was halted.

"Crack!"

With a crisp metallic crack, Duke Fortagen's longsword snapped into pieces, while an invisible energy continued without pause, spreading along his wrist, forearm, and upper arm.

"Plop!"

Duke Fortagen fell to one knee, his head bowed, motionless.

This scene shocked the high-tier generals of the Fadir Kingdom, making them look at each other in dismay!

The kingdom's legendary Duke Fortagen couldn't even withstand one punch from the opponent?

How could they fight now!

"You all as well."

As soon as the words left his mouth, an invisible force field emanated from Omar, causing dense groans as all present, whether transcendent or advanced class kingdom generals, felt a piercing pain in their chests, and collapsed to the ground.

And an invisible energy siphoned from the deceased generals into a black crystal, which shone more brilliantly.

"Not bad, a necromancy crystal of very high quality."

"Since Raine is not here, should I head to the Rapids Castle of the Soladin Kingdom or the Iron Hills of the Mountain Dwarf Kingdom next?"

The Fadir Wetland Kingdom was situated between the two, with roughly equal distances, causing Omar a hint of hesitation.

"Then Rapids Castle it is."

....

At noon.

Dwarf Kingdom banquet hall.

"Lord Raine, did you really succeed in vanquishing the Spider Queen's projection?" Princess Dongni blinked her bright eyes, looking at Raine in surprise and asked.

"Yes, with His Majesty lending me the Hammer of Shattering, it was naturally successful," Raine replied with a smile.

"Impressive indeed," Princess Dongni exclaimed with admiration. "Do you have any further plans?"

In truth, Princess Dongni had expressed her desire to participate after learning about Raine's plan, but unfortunately, Raine had politely declined.

"This... I shall continue."

"Still targeting Spider Queen Rose?"

"No, I intend to try a high-tier Demon Lord."

"Mr. Rein, can I join this time?" Princess Dongni's eyes lit up with interest.

"Well..." Raine couldn't help but glance at Brute Hammer the Second beside Princess Dongni and firmly shook his head, saying, "No!"

"Mr. Rein, I am a Priest. It's my duty to defeat the demons invading the world," Princess Dongni said anxiously.

"Ahem... Raine, next you plan to kill the projection of the high-tier Demon Lord?" Brute Hammer the Second, dining nearby, paused to wipe his mouth with a napkin and looked at Raine.

Just now, Grenum and several elders had been talking from the moment they entered, about how satisfying it was to smash the Warhammer on the Spider Queen, how deep their axes cut, making the Spider Queen howl.

This gradually stripped away his intention to maintain his dignity as Dwarf King.

To have defeated the projection of Spider Queen Rose!

Moreover, to have actively summoned her; even he had never done something so 'crazy' in his life.

If he weren't the Dwarf King, Brute Hammer the Second admitted he would have joined Raine's team by now.

"Indeed, Your Majesty."

"Dongni is too young and unsuitable, um... may I join?"

Hmm?

Princess Dongni looked at her father, surprised.

And the other dwarf elders also paused with their knives and forks, looking over.

"This... logically, I shouldn't refuse your request, but this time, the high-tier Demon Lord to be summoned is extremely cunning, and Your Majesty's royal aura might lead the entire matter into unpredictable directions."

"My suggestion is, perhaps you should reconsider?" Raine gently refused.

What a jest.

If Grazte sensed Brute Hammer the Second's aura, he might risk descending a particularly powerful projection imbued with abundant divinity, potentially wiping out everyone.

Of course, there's also another possibility: Grazte might sense something amiss early and simply not respond, which is also possible.

But either outcome would lead to a failed summoning.

....

Afternoon.

Iron Hammer Excavation Site.

Inside an abandoned mine shaft.

Raine, Leonore, and a group of dwarf elders surrounded Lilith.

"Lord Raine, should I begin now?"

"Alright!"

Raine glanced around the spacious underground cavern and then looked again at Lilith, nodding.

Typically, a high-tier Demon Lord like Grazte, who revels in intrigue, corruption, and desire, is almost picky about sacrifices, such as the heart of a traitor or the soul of a willingly fallen noble, which would provide ample allure.

But as a Demon Mage carrying a small portion of Grazte bloodline, Lilith had other methods.

Her own vital blood was the best offering.

Only to see Lilith cut a deep wound on her pale palm, with crimson blood trickling down, emitting a peculiar charm as the incantation began.

"Great Grazte, lord of Azagrat... your bloodline successor Lilith is under siege... pray for your descent..."

....

Meanwhile.

Forty-sixth layer of the Endless Abyss, within a lavish palace.

Grazte, whose stature among Demon Lords wasn't tall and resembled more of a human noble, reclined on the throne, holding a goblet of blood-red wine, slightly shaking it, watching the succubi dance below.

Amidst alluring tunes, many lesser horned demons engaged in intercourse, filling the scene with a strong sense of desire.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Grazte paused his swirling goblet, sitting slightly upright, as he sensed a call from the lower realm.

And it was a summoning that piqued his interest.

"Such an aura... offspring from my Valzeg Continent lineage," Grazte's visage, resembling a human with purple skin, revealed a hint of surprise.

"Quite captivating, seems to exude nobility, indeed impressive."

Under ordinary circumstances, he might not be intrigued to project himself.

Yet, given it's a descendant related to his bloodline, and under dwarf siege, that makes it wholly different.

With a phantom stepping out from his form and a snap opening a spatial passage, a step forward, Grazte swiftly descended the projection!

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