Chapter 92: Let Master Xuanzang dispel it!

Not relying on it!

It was just that the corpse lying down happened to be blocked by herself, and Deloris only then felt that her back was already soaked.

No need to think much, no need to doubt, that was someone else's blood.

Then, suddenly a warm feeling came from under her feet, as if something furry had brushed past her leg.

Just like an extremely old robot, Deloris lowered her head bit by bit, with difficulty.

She saw a small husky squatting beside her feet, in the space between her spread legs, raising its head and looking at her.

If it were a normal moment, seeing such a cute little thing squatting at her feet looking at her, Deloris would surely burst with girlish feelings, pressing it into her arms and rubbing it continuously.

But this was not a cute little pet, but a demon capable of taking her life.

On its fur, fresh blood was still dripping drop by drop.

The Heavenly Roaring Dog began to open its mouth, a huge black wolf head appeared, biting together.

"Burp——" The divine demon walk on the balcony completely disappeared, the Heavenly Roaring Dog let out a satisfied burp, walked to the side and lay down, beginning to snore loudly.

After a period of rest and the healing of the Merit Jade Lotus.

The Heavenly Roaring Dog naturally was no longer just having "one bite's strength" in combat power as at the beginning; now biting three times is no problem.

As for the "claws," that was once an instinct. Not the "frantic random scratching" of feline animals, but merely the dog's patting.

Because of the black-footed cat's body, it feels especially easy to use.

Not just anyone needs the former Heavenly Roaring Dog to bite down on.

"Ha, ha, ha——" Leonidas suddenly burst out laughing.

The old butler immediately looked toward his young master, the young master has always been physically weak, wouldn't he become foolish from external stimulation?

"This is power! Correct! If I could make this power serve me……" After laughing, Leonidas whispered, his gaze at the Heavenly Roaring Dog full of fervor.

"No wonder it's the young master!" The old butler felt excited inside, no wonder he values this young master.

After suffering such a huge blow, he could still quickly recover, regain his spirits, and gain a new goal.

This is the man destined to stand atop the world!

Of course, what should be reminded still needs reminding, the old butler said: "Young master, these people……"

"No problem." At this moment, Leonidas had completely regained the calm of a wise man, "Since he doesn't kill me, it proves we have the possibility of cooperation."

Once cooperating, would he still lose to a baboon that only knows how to wave "firearms"?

Let's see him crush with intelligence!

Leonidas looked toward the lawn, only unfortunately his current position is relatively close to the door, a bit far from the edge of the balcony.

He couldn't see what exactly was happening over there.

"You only know how to dodge?" Nero's side, the huge demon right arm phantom swung, somewhat agitated and restless.

Just now his strike from the heavens was dodged by the opponent.

After that, the battle between the two changed flavor, turning into a "you come, I dodge" fight.

No!

This is not the battle Nero wants!

He longs for the collision of fist and fist, body and body.

It's fist to flesh, you come I go, making one's whole body hot blood boil, demon's bloodline, power roaring in battle.

You hard I hard, you stiff I stiff—that's right!

Clearly the opponent's power is very strong, not inferior to—no, should say stronger than me, yet chooses to dodge?

"Not……"

Nero's fist was caught by Tang Luo, the demon right arm phantom that would appear at the moment of attack disappeared.

"I just want to take a slight look." Tang Luo looked at Nero and said, "After all, if I make a move, it's over."

Left hand presented a knife-hand posture, turning into a residual image, falling down!

Nero's angry expression froze on his face, he staggered back two steps, looking at Tang Luo, or rather, staring fixedly at the thing Tang Luo held in his right hand.

That was an arm.

Originally belonging to Nero's demon right arm, at this moment, it was being held in Tang Luo's hand.

Seeing the phantom of the demon right arm, Tang Luo naturally recognized what kind of fate this was.

Devil May Cry, Nero.

And the severed arm, is the necessary path for the holder of Nero's fate, officially ordained, Tang Luo merely gave a little help.

Orphan, severed arm, has a cool big sword, separated from wife by life and death, all are basic operations for the white-haired man.

"End it."

Tang Luo threw down the severed arm, looked at Nero and said——accurately speaking, it was the divine demon walk, one of the holders of Nero's fate, speaking.

This divine demon walk saw Tang Luo walking toward him, left hand raised.

"Ah——" A roar mixed with anger and fear, his intact left hand stretched forward, a heavy black square shield appeared before him.

After the severed arm, he had always wanted to "take out" his equipment.

This shield is extremely heavy, even he himself cannot move it.

Likewise, also extremely heavy, so even his full-power strike can be blocked by it, leaving no trace on it.

Rather than saying it's a shield, it's better to say it's an immovable miniature city wall, only usable in some special occasions.

Now, this divine demon walk finally, under Tang Luo's palm truly patting forward, took out this shield.

Block this person! First block this person then talk!

What hot-blooded battle, to hell with it!

Suddenly a black, heavy shield appeared before his eyes, falling to the ground and emitting a dull sound.

Tang Luo was too lazy to go around and attack the enemy behind the shield, so he slapped it himself.

It was like a siege hammer slamming violently into the city gate, a dull sound, as if a heavy hammer had struck the chest, causing pain and suffocation.

On the balcony, the frail and sickly Leonidas felt excruciating pain in both ears, his vision darkened, and he nearly fainted from discomfort.

The old butler's face also looked unpleasant.

The impact sound was mixed in with the dull resonance, and the castle beneath their feet was blown with many large holes by flying shield fragments.

Fortunately, the structure was solid enough, so it only trembled slightly twice and did not collapse.

After shattering the black shield before him with one palm, Tang Luo did not continue but withdrew his hand.

The demonic wanderer behind the shield had already been struck by a large number of shield fragments, torn apart, with vital points like the head and heart suffering devastating damage instantly.

Even with its regenerative power, it could not preserve its life, and it breathed its last.

On the ruined corpse, a light ball gradually appeared, just like the fate fragments Tang Luo had seen before.

Tang Luo walked forward, seized the light ball in his hand, and found its true form was likewise an irregular fragment, but larger than the monkey demon's fate fragment he had initially seen, resembling a small biscuit.

Opening his mouth, Tang Luo tossed the fragment directly inside.

After eating it once before, he had gained experience; fate fragments, crunchy.

The protein content was countless times that of chicken meat.

"Hmm, I thought there would be some resistance." After swallowing the fate fragment, Tang Luo wondered.

Last time, there had been a monkey demon resisting, which he slapped dead with "one palm," equivalent to eating fish and spitting out the bones before swallowing.

This time, it was purely a gathering of strength, with no "inedible, hard to digest" part—truly a single gulp.

"Recovering a little each day..." Tang Luo walked toward the castle with light steps.

On the balcony, the resting Heavenly Hound suddenly rose, walked to the door, and wagged its tail affectionately.

The remnants of her wisdom told her who the true boss was.

Tang Luo stepped out, glanced at the balcony, and asked: "Did you take care of them all?"

The Heavenly Hound nodded.

"Did any skills or similar things drop?" Tang Luo asked.

The Heavenly Hound tilted its head, indicating it did not understand Tang Luo's meaning.

"Forget it." Tang Luo nodded.

"O supreme power, please forgive this feeble body of mine, unable to express the highest reverence toward you." Before he could further communicate with the Heavenly Hound, Leonidas over there spoke.

"Please allow me, on behalf of the Sullivan family, to offer Mr. Kate the highest respect."

The old butler stepped forward and performed an almost folded bow.

The two suddenly began acting out a drama.

"Huh?" Tang Luo looked at the Heavenly Hound doubtfully: "What did you do?"

Were these two people frightened silly by the Heavenly Hound?

"Mr. Kate... cough cough." Leonidas coughed twice, "Your mighty power, I have witnessed it, and I feel there is room for cooperation between us."

"Oh." Tang Luo understood what the current ruler of the Sullivan family was planning, "Cooperation? Sure, come, come, let the poor monk convert you first."

"Huh?" Leonidas looked bewildered, "Poor monk, convert, what nonsense?"

"Mr. Kate." Seeing Tang Luo reach toward Leonidas, the old butler's loyal dog attribute instantly manifested without doubt, stepping in front of Leonidas.

"Move aside, after conversion we can cooperate slowly." Tang Luo said.

"Valentin, step aside." Leonidas spoke.

"Young master..." The old butler Valentin's face shifted expressions, and he finally chose to retreat.

Tang Luo couldn't be bothered with this loyal minister theatrics, stepped forward, and grabbed Leonidas's head with one hand.

Leonidas felt his body lighten, and he actually floated in midair.

Everything around seemed to come to a standstill, but upon closer observation, one would find it had become extremely slow, or rather, his own "speed" had increased to an exaggerated degree, making the surroundings seem slow.

"You..."

The hand on Leonidas's head loosened, he lifted his head, and saw a completely unfamiliar person.

Wearing a white monk's robe, with a faint light appearing at the back of his head.

That face, however, was not Wayne Kate.

"Amitabha, the poor monk will now convert the benefactor." Tang Luo looked at Leonidas and said, then kicked out with a foot.

The foot struck Leonidas's chest, but did not kick him away.

Instead, it was as if an adhesive force existed, firmly holding him in place.

Leonidas's eyes instantly widened, his mouth opened, like a frog, and the appearance of his soul twisted momentarily into non-human form.

If it were a normal body, he should by now have expelled everything he could vomit.

But now, Leonidas merely maintained the posture of dry heaving, with immense pain raging madly through every part of his body.

"Do you know your mistake?" Tang Luo withdrew his foot and asked.

"I know..."

Leonidas's "voice" was cut off by Tang Luo's slap.

"Obstinate and unenlightened, yet still dare to speak recklessly?"

In this soul-conversion state, Leonidas's every reaction was laid bare, any emotional fluctuation impossible to conceal.

Tang Luo could see at a glance that the other had no genuine remorse at all.

Moreover, a resentful intent slowly surfaced.

Actually, this is normal; spiritual conversion is certainly harder than physical conversion.

Let this resentment be dispelled by Master Xuanzang!