Chapter 308: Death, Death

Boom—

Dark red infernal flames burst out suddenly, carrying a thick sulfurous stench, and an invisible shockwave like an explosion stirred up layers of air currents in the air.

The longsword fell into mid-air, and the invisible resistance made the blade feel like it was sliding in water, sluggish and heavy.

Xia Nan only felt an extremely dangerous sensation coming from the front, so he decisively withdrew his force and subconsciously raised his arm shield to block in front of him.

The next second, he was blown away along with his sword by the shockwave.

【Tidal Shaping】 took effect silently, the pushing effect was significantly weakened, and he only flipped backward twice before regaining his body's center of gravity and landing lightly on the ground.

In contrast, the Dwarf and the female swordsman who also encountered the shock of the air wave performed significantly more awkwardly.

Suoerding was better; his dense and sturdy figure made him like a solid piece of metal; after being knocked over, he rolled twice on the ground and stood up again.

The shirt and trousers, which had already become tattered under the corrosion of the toxic fog, now added a few more layers of mud and soil, and wouldn't look any more embarrassed.

On the contrary, Margaret, who had performed quite well in the face of the Devil's series of spells, should not have expected that the opponent would still have the ability to cast spells at such a close distance at this time when multiple spells had been released continuously.

Under the effect of the Slow spell, the whole person seemed to be frozen, and the subsequent surging air wave blew her whole body off the ground, throwing her far away.

Seeing her difficult appearance of gritting her teeth and enduring the pain when she got up, suffering such a blow suddenly, it was clearly not easy.

Having no time to pay more attention to these two temporary allies, Xia Nan looked straight toward the center of the field the moment he landed.

"Hum-rumble..."

The ominous light filled with blasphemous meaning sprinkled a layer of infernal deep dark blood red over the entire underground nest.

The pungent smell overwhelmed everything in the air—it was the stench from the depths of the Nine Hells, a mixture of sulfur, burning corpses, and molten metal.

Abi still maintained the posture of signing the contract, standing motionless in place; the single-handed sword at his waist, the small round shield on his back, and the ordinary leather armor on his upper body could show his identity as a bottom-tier adventurer.

But at this moment, against the backdrop of those evil flames that made the air slightly twist, all the humbleness of his life had vanished like his dissipated consciousness.

It was like the neck scales under the flame light before a giant dragon spat dragon breath; like a twisted insect beast struggling and wriggling in a silk cocoon, about to break out of the cocoon.

His body was tearing from the inside.

Dark red cracks like magma burst out from the position of his heart, quickly crawling over his skin like a spider web, and what flickered and flowed within was the purest infernal evil energy, pulsing with evil and ominous light.

The fragile leather armor and shirt turned into ashes and dissipated in the air under the flame burning; the dark red flames covering his whole body coiled and rose like living things, greedily swallowing the oxygen of the Material Plane, scorching the ground under his feet into a thick, blackened tar-like substance.

Muscles spasmed and expanded unnaturally, and the bone structure made a "creaking" sound that made one's teeth ache as it wriggled and stretched.

Abi's body was being constantly filled and elongated in a violent way that didn't care about sustainability, forcibly reshaped to adapt to the terrifying power that far exceeded mortals.

There was no pain on his face.

Replacing it was a pair of pure light pupils that were completely different from before, emitting endless evil, coming from the rising dark flames of Hell.

The contract was signed, and the body and soul of this young adventurer already completely belonged to a powerful demon from outside the Material Plane.

His consciousness was ruthlessly swept into the darkest corner.

Controlling this body right now was the Hell Baron named "Saloyang."

Through this natural channel connecting the two worlds, massive evil energy was ruthlessly poured from his true body located in Hell into Abi's body, which was already riddled with holes under the impact.

Just like his constantly elongating body, his momentum climbed step by step.

Xia Nan's expression was calm, and the powerful aura of the enemy rapidly expanding under keen perception only made him feel more and more troublesome.

He had tried his best to stop it, but he still couldn't stop the other party before Abi signed the contract.

Although he didn't know what the content of the contract was, looking at the situation on the field, it was nothing more than lending his body or soul to the Devil.

Seeing his current appearance, Abi was afraid that he had even lost the most basic ability to control his body, and his consciousness had dissipated.

Their opponent had also changed from a rookie adventurer who could only slightly borrow the Devil's power on his body to the Devil himself.

Thoughts flashed through his mind.

Surging heat waves filled with sulfur stench washed over his cheeks one after another.

It was not a game cutscene; how could Xia Nan watch the enemy, who was clearly in a transformation state, complete the second stage of deformation.

He exerted force under his feet, and the black wolf phantom around his body had just condensed into a blurry outline, not yet having time to rush forward.

His gaze moved suddenly.

He saw that in the shadows not illuminated by the flame light beside Abi, a thin figure with extremely weak presence was quietly approaching.

Is it that Rogue in the adventurer squad?

He suddenly realized in his heart.

Because of factors such as positioning, this Rogue's movements were slightly slower than Xia Nan and the female swordsman, but this also made him not affected by the Slow spell, and even the subsequent shockwave was quietly avoided by him.

Making him the closest person to the Devil after Xia Nan and the others were blown away by the air wave.

And the other party clearly also fully utilized this precious opportunity that was hard to come by due to a mistake.

He used his professional ability, hid in the shadows, and approached slowly.

And the moment the transforming Devil entered his attack range, he suddenly rose violently!

"Ssh-hum!"

Without the slightest possibility of holding back, Shajin used his full strength at this moment.

The body that was originally hiding and escaping in the black shadow suddenly increased its speed by a large margin the moment it broke out.

The dagger in his hand was even entwined with incomparably thick shadow energy; looking at it, it was as if it were composed of shadows.

——【Shadow-Piercing Fatal Strike】, the companion combat technique he obtained when he was level 3 in the Rogue class, was the combat skill he used most often and was most powerful right now, combined with his own habits.

The proficiency had even been practiced to "Mastered," and it was precisely because of this that he was able to be promoted to his current level 4.

Bugbears, Ghouls, Perytons... the powerful enemies who died under this combat technique of Shajin were already too many to count.

He was very clear about the damage he could cause.

He had sufficient confidence.

Even if the body of this bottom-tier adventurer had been taken by the Devil right now, it clearly hadn't completely finished the transformation process.

As long as his strike could hit a vital point, not to mention completely ending this battle, causing heavy damage to the enemy and significantly weakening his overall strength after transformation was easy.

Shajin's estimation of the power of this combat technique was very accurate, and he even overestimated Abi's current defensive ability.

If he really used such a move to hit Abi's neck or heart area, Saloyang's transformation process might even be interrupted directly.

It was a pity that, at the same time, perhaps the spells cast one after another earlier made him mistakenly think that the enemy in front was just a simple spellcaster, thereby underestimating the opponent's reaction ability.

Even if he was not from the "Blood War," the combat experience accumulated over a long life was far more than all the people on the field combined.

And the physical fitness that was constantly soaring under the strengthening of evil energy made Saloyang keenly detect the opponent's position the moment Shajin approached.

And the moment the Rogue jumped out of the shadows, dagger raised high, and the whole person was in the air with no space to dodge.

He turned and raised his hand.

The palm, entwined with dark red flames and several circles wider than an ordinary person's, directly grabbed Shajin's cheek.

Before he had time to resist, the evil fire from Hell was poured into the Rogue's body from the Devil's arm. ===== CHAPTER 309 =====