Funeral, What Should I Do if I Reincarnate as a Demon?

Chapter 180

But it was this golden body that gave him a glimmer of life before he was cut in two, but... he himself could not see the next scene.

In this slash that cut the earth and the sky in two, his golden body that could not be cut was blown away, but it looked like it was swallowed by the endless light and power.

Only the flying dust and the messy battlefield were left, telling the cruelty and horror of this battle.

At this moment, Huo Jinli's body also collapsed like a dead demon, and only the holy sword without its owner fell to the ground, becoming the only intact object on this land.

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The study of magic has long surpassed the realm of humans, making Duncan completely confused. Who is he studying magic so hard to fight? After all, it is far beyond the limit that humans can reach.

And the reason is very simple. This magic that turns everything into gold is prepared by Mahat to fight against the goddess.

It was also with the strongest defense formed by the accumulation of thousands of years of predecessors that Ash barely withstood the sudden, world-destroying blow of the goddess.

Under the devastating impact, his body instantly exceeded the speed of sound, and even rubbed flames with the air, like a burning meteorite, falling towards the distant earth with a strong shock wave.

Wherever he passed, the mountains collapsed, and the hard mountain bodies were like fragile sand castles in front of him.

He took on this terrifying force head-on, and his body crashed through several mountaintops like a cannonball. Every impact caused a loud noise like an earthquake, allowing those mountains to be hit into huge holes, causing those broken stones and smoke to fly all over the sky.

After flying for an unknown distance, his body fell to the ground, forming a huge meteorite crater in a burst of earthquakes... and finally stopped.

And after a while, after the temperature dropped, Ash, who lacked the five senses in the golden state and could not grasp the external situation at all, finally lifted the golden state on his body when he felt it was almost done.

At the moment of release, the cracked golden shell allowed him to recover his flesh, but his skin also broke, and blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly turning him into a bloody man.

Every inch of his skin seemed to be groaning in pain, and the pain that really penetrated into his bones almost made him faint.

At this moment, Ash couldn't even stand up, his legs were as heavy as lead, and he trembled uncontrollably.

Finally, he knelt heavily on the ground with a "thump".

His breathing was extremely heavy, and every breath he took seemed to be pulling the wound in his lungs, making him really feel like dying.

The blood did not change according to his will, and kept flowing out of his wound.

The warm liquid blurred his vision, and the whole world in his eyes became blood red, full of noise, and swaying like a broken picture.

Even consciousness was a little unmaintainable, as if he would be swallowed by endless darkness in the next second.

"It's okay... I'm still alive... It's not over yet... As long as my heart isn't broken... My head isn't chopped off... It's okay even if I bleed out..."

Although he finally won, his voice became hoarse and blurred, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat with difficulty.

When he realized that he had survived the devastating blow from the Erh goddess, a trace of relief first surged in his heart. It was the instinctive desire for life, a faint flame ignited in despair.

But then, there was the overwhelming fatigue and fear. He knew clearly that his current situation was extremely bad.

The seriously injured body seemed like a crumbling ruin that could collapse completely at any time.

But... It's not over yet, and he can't just fall down like this - this thought kept echoing in his broken consciousness, like the only lighthouse in the darkness, reminding him of the hardships he had gone through.

From the days when he was young and had to eat raw meat and drink blood, to the repeated injuries and even the near-death situation, to the happy times later, they flashed before his eyes like a slide show.

Every scene was like a sharp blade, which stung him and became the motivation for him to persevere.

He also knew that he could not get relief even if he closed his eyes, which made him spur himself in his heart. He pressed his scarred hands on his knees, used all his strength, and stood up shakily.

"Where...here?"

He slowly glanced around, but could not recognize where it was.

Therefore, even if his body swayed like a candle in the wind, he still hoped to find an area where humans lived, so that he could endure the severe pain and transform into a human form again... even if every movement of his body was like countless needles piercing his wounds.

But he still gritted his teeth, dragged his body with bright bloodstains step by step, and slowly walked through this wilderness covered with snow.

His footprints left a long trail of blood behind him. The shocking red color was particularly dazzling on the white ground.

After walking for a while, Ash was too tired and his body had reached its limit.

He leaned against a big tree, wanting to rest for a while, but he didn't dare to sit down, fearing that he would never get up again.

Even when he was resting, his breathing was still rapid and disordered, and every breath was bloody. He could even clearly feel that his strength was slipping away bit by bit, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier... as if he would fall asleep in the next second.

But at this moment, the bushes not far away suddenly shook, making a "rustling" sound, which directly aroused his vigilance, causing him to raise his head suddenly and try hard to see what it was.

But what appeared in his sight was a familiar horned helmet.

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The previous battle between Yaxiu and the Nine Goddesses (the earthquake-like movement) spread throughout the entire area and even radiated to a wider area, attracting the dwarf warrior Aize who lived in seclusion in the mountains far away.

He wanted to find out what was going on and see what was causing such a huge movement.

On the way, he found Ash falling like a meteor and flew out. He subconsciously searched along the direction of flight, but he didn't find anyone.

He only found a huge meteorite crater and blood outside the crater that gradually turned into magic particles and dissipated.

This startled him and he realized that it must be left by a seriously injured monster or demon, so he picked up the battle axe and carefully followed the blood trail.

When he first saw this bloody person, the dwarf warrior Aize could hardly recognize who it was. He subconsciously tensed his muscles and swung the battle axe to attack.

But at this moment, a weak but familiar voice came into his ears...

"Aize..." The familiar figure made Ash speak in a hazy and alert state.

"——A, Ash?! What's wrong? How could he be so seriously injured?!"

The voice of his old friend made Aize exclaim, and he quickly put down the battle axe and rushed towards Ash, his eyes full of shock.

He came to Ash and looked him up and down, with a look of worry in his eyes.

Ash had a huge wound from his chest to his cheek, the wound was so deep that the bone was visible, especially the wound on his chest, which looked like it was chopped open by a giant blade, so deep that one could almost see the internal organs moving slightly, the scene was almost like a stomach being cut open.

Blood was still pouring out of the wound, dyeing the ground under Ash dark red. If a human had this kind of injury, let alone continuing to live, it would be difficult for them to even hold on for a while.

Even for the demons, whose physique is much stronger than humans, such a serious injury is probably about to reach the limit of life.

This made Aize's face become extremely solemn. He knew that the situation was very critical and he had to find a way to save Ash as soon as possible.

But he wanted to help, but he didn't know where to start. It was Ash who raised his hand to stop him from panicking:

"It's okay... Help me look around to see if there are any envoys from the Kingdom of Ester, just call them over..."

"No, but... If they see the blood on your body disappearing..."

"... They already knew that you told them not to bring priests, but to bring some medicine and doctors to treat external injuries."

"Really?"

Aize's expression became particularly wonderful, but he still nodded with a complicated expression, and that expression looked quite weird.

To be honest, this kind of expressionless dwarf would have such a wonderful expression. If it weren't for the fact that his injuries were too severe, he would have laughed out loud, but he was forced to stop laughing just by pulling the corners of his mouth.

"... What's your expression?" Aize noticed his weird expression, and the expression on his face was quite indescribable.

"...Don't mind it." He turned away silently, but Aize stared at him expressionlessly: "Ash, don't you think there are many things you should explain to me?"

"I'm quite curious...you're not too surprised."

"Do you think I'm as slow as Fulilian?"

"I don't know...you don't usually talk."

"You're too noisy...but let's not talk about the past now, I'll go first, you have to be careful here alone."

Aize sighed helplessly, but the master quickly let him take a rest first, and then flew quickly towards the distant Lingzhemeng.

Along the way, just like when he came, he was just like a beast rushing around.

Although he had retired from the ranks of front-line fighters due to old age, he still hit trees when he met trees and stepped on water when he met water, and flew directly over the water, like a gust of wind sweeping over the water, forming a beautiful white track behind him.

However, when passing through the woods, wood chips flew everywhere, causing groups of trees to fall down. It seemed that... it did damage the environment a little bit.

".... This guy is really... as barbaric as ever..."

Thinking of the scene where he was thrown into the sky and didn't care even if it was more than a hundred meters, and let himself fall freely, Ash simply sighed and stopped complaining.

After all, this guy wouldn't resist when he was thrown into the sky in the past. Instead, he really enjoyed the free fall. He would jump over mountains and cliffs and just fall straight down and hit the ground with his face, never caring about the height.

But his face was never injured. Instead, there would always be a big crater in the ground, even if the ground was rocky.

But now Ash breathed a sigh of relief and waited quietly...and it didn't take long for the Magic Knights who had spread out to search for him to find him.

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Although it is basically 9,000 to 10,000 now... I also want to try if I can add some more. If I always lack that kind of motivation, I always want to be lazy... But no matter what, I will definitely work hard if I have a monthly ticket. ~! Well, don’t forget about the free blades at the end of the month! )

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After that thrilling battle, Ash was on the verge of his limit.

Fortunately, three knights who happened to be dispersed nearby met Aize, and under Aize's guidance, they carried the doctor over the mountains and ridges, showing their extraordinary mobility as monsters, and arrived at the scene in a blink of an eye.

He was quickly at the scene and received emergency treatment from doctors. After temporarily stabilizing his injury, he was placed in a nearby village house with the knights carrying a stretcher and Aize escorting him.

Although Ash was weak, his thinking was still clear. On the way, he asked the knights around him to find the final battle site and bring back the lost holy sword.

Because in the last moment of his confrontation with the goddess, he clearly saw the goddess's body disintegrating.

He was not sure whether the reason why the goddess could exert such power to destroy the world was because of the mysterious power contained in the holy sword itself, or because of the goddess's own unknown ability.

But one thing is obvious: the goddess had not transformed the body she occupied at that time, so her power should be basically unable to be exerted.

In that case, the Holy Sword must have played an extremely crucial factor, otherwise why did she seem to get the Holy Sword last time? He even hid the holy sword in the barrier. There must be something hidden in it... or so he thought.

And Aize stood quietly by the bed and looked at him, frowning deeply. It wasn't until he asked the knight to go out to do something that he couldn't help but ask: "...Who are you fighting with?" Made it look like this?”

This made Ash smile bitterly, but he didn't hide much. He slowly told the story of his battle with the goddess, and even revealed his true purpose.

After hearing this, Aize's usually paralyzed face was full of shock: "You actually fought with the goddess? You guy... are you going to die? Or are you completely crazy?"

"...I was forced. If possible, I wouldn't want to fight that kind of monster."

"That's true... but to rule the world... I'm sorry you thought of it. It's really exaggerated. Will I see it in my lifetime?"

"Of course I do. If it weren't for that, there would be no need for me to be in such a hurry." Just to rush for time, he was a little anxious. If it was based on the original plan, it wouldn't be so fast at all.

"Really? Then let me look forward to what the world created by my friends will look like."

Aize looked at Ash's scarred appearance. Although he felt that this sentence sounded extremely crazy, not only had to face the resistance of the world, but also faced the obstacles from the goddess, he still nodded slightly.

Although it was hard to tell anything from the expression, having known Ash for so long, he could probably tell that it was a sign of approval.

In this way, after a night of rest and treatment, Ash's injury finally stopped deteriorating and showed some signs of improvement, but he was still very weak.

But he didn't care about this at all, and directly ordered the knights gathered here to put him on a stretcher and take him to the place of battle.

Then, at noon of the next day, the two sides met, and he received the holy sword that was lost on the battlefield.

But he did not stop, but asked people to take him to the place of battle.

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Noon on the fourth day.

Ash returned to the last place where the fierce battle took place.

The once green waters and green mountains have long since disappeared, like a picture that has been maliciously smeared, leaving only a mess.

Huge power oppressed the world, and the surrounding scenery also underwent earth-shaking changes.

The ground seems to have been trampled by giants, with deep, shallow, and pitted marks everywhere; and in this desolate land, there is a huge man-made (divine) rift valley, like a scar on the earth, lying ferociously across the There.

In the sky connected to the rift valley, a terrifying huge space crack appeared, like a blasphemy to the world order.

Opposite the crack is a pitch-black void, like the darkest corner of the universe, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura.

Although the world itself has a strong self-repair ability and is working hard to heal these wounds, the hole in the void is also slowly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But it is obvious that the damage caused by the previous slash that almost dislocated the world was too great.

Even though four days have passed, this place is still a dilapidated scene, and the cracks have not closed.

"Maybe this is also an opportunity." Ash looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but say to himself.

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