ps: The third update is given... Humph... Finally finished, today's 7000+...

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Just like the battle between the human kingdoms, the infantry phalanx encountered heavy cavalry charges, and without effective defense of the phalanx of spearmen - the formation will be torn apart in an instant, and the continuous impact will awaken the deepest fear in the soldier's heart, thus creating an inevitable great defeat. [bsp;   It seems that the demons are not much better than humans... At least not as fearless as the legendary legend, even if they die in battle, they have to take a cushion - when the enemy's power reaches its unbearable limit, they will also escape.

Because of having life, I go back to protect my life and will not let it pass away at will.

That's right, everyone is alive, so they are afraid of death, so they will run away.

It turns out that the demons are just like this - power is second, and they are also afraid.

Caesar suddenly wanted to laugh, so he laughed loudly, manipulating the thunder with his spiritual power, directing the direction of the weapons' pursuit, just like commanding his own soldiers, completing a victorious pursuit.

Until a lot of corpses were left, the remaining demons were covered with scars until they reached their limit.

The sudden disappearance of the thunder power means that Caesar's spiritual power has reached its limit and he can no longer control the thunder.

Caesar pulled out the wrath of the Thunder King on the ground and wanted to continue chasing it - victory was obvious. Even if he could not control the thunder, his physical strength and this battle axe alone would be enough to kill the collapsed kings of hell.

However, after taking a few steps, Caesar felt a little dizzy. There was still a strong force coming from his body, but he couldn't control it anymore. He sat on the ground and smiled bitterly. It seemed that mental power would still have an impact on his body.

It was so bad - Caesar turned his head, but found that Hannibal was already lying there like a dead dog. It seemed that even the Paladin, the number one in defense of the seven professions, could not bear it... His body was surrounded by a faint holy light, as if compressing the meditation aura to the extreme and regaining strength.

Hannibal opened his eyes and looked at Caesar. The halo of meditation was shrouded and covered the king. A faint warm current gathered in his body, soothing the consumed spiritual power and the soul. Caesar looked at the direction of the demons' escape, but was still a little unwilling to accept it.

"Don't worry, there is only one space gate here. We are blocked here, and no one can escape." Hannibal gestured with a reassurance, "It seems that you have become much stronger and have used that kind of foul power alone."

"No, no, no, in comparison, your tentacles are more powerful. How about it? If you expand the number, how about it? What if you create an "infinite tentacle hell"? It must be a very powerful skill." Caesar put down the battle axe and lay relaxed to restore his spiritual strength. Oh, the best way to relax is to sniff Hannibal's grief.

"What's going on with this bad name? I'm a Paladin, a Paladin!" Hannibal shouted excitedly.

"Yeah... the tentacle paladin... it's really a female public enemy... tsk tsk..." Caesar sighed, as he responded to Hannibal's previous slanderous accusations against him of "male public enemy".

"..." Hannibal turned his head and silently shed tears of two men.

"By the way..." Caesar lay down for a while and felt that the headache had slowed down. It must be that his mental power had been initially recovered. So he stood up and looked at the corpses around him. Of course, the devil's corpses were not good-looking. The key was the items that were exploded! They looked like equipment or something! Dozens of seventh-level demons! Seventh-level!

Thanks to Gaia, he actually worked hard to convert good things... Life Recovery Potion and Mana Recovery Potion are both in large bottles! The size that cannot be held by one hand should be in the category of super potions! There are also purple! Recovery Potion! Shitie! He actually broke a few bottles! This is a huge waste, bastard!

"Huh, what is this?" Caesar raised a test tube with a white liquid in it.

"Physical potion can restore strength." Hannibal sat up, as if he was quite interested in the things on the ground.

There are also professions of pharmacists on the mainland, and there are also potions sold widely. There are various researches in the Seven Holy Lands of the Mainland. However, in any case, the potions converted by Gaia are always the most excellent potions, and they are the best in terms of recovery and magicality. Unfortunately, countless researchers have been unable to imitate potions with the same effect for thousands of years. They can only make specious imitations, which are not as perfect as the original version, but even so, they are very popular.

But I still can't satisfy my needs when fighting against hell, even though I can explode from the demon...

How to say it? Gaia is the incarnation of the World Stone, transforming the soul of the demon into a reality. The process can be said to be the will of the world. Every detail is full of natural spirituality. This sacred and spiritual process cannot be imitated by the greatest pharmacists, let alone the mechanized mass production and processing pursued by wizards and assassins.

What a nice little girl. When I returned to the Temple of War, I went to see her and gave her some underwear and other things...

Thinking about some dirty thoughts calmly, Caesar began to search again.

"What is this? Green bottle, Hannibal, come and study it!"

"...Wait! Don't throw it away! That's a stinky gas potion, you bastard!"

So the paladin with a black look on his face opened the purification halo to dispel the poison gas, looking at Caesar, who had elements to resist the poison and the amazing. Caesar flipped and picked it up and piled up everything together - the results of the battle were even captured, so the stolen goods had to be divided equally. Speaking of which, the things that dozens of seventh-level demons exploded were really good, and even gold-level items were available.

In addition, Hannibal had also carefully identified the explosion potion. In short, Hannibal was very happy to open the fire-resistant aura.

"What is this?" A stone was raised with strange symbols on it.

"Huh?" Hannibal made a defensive gesture first to prevent Caesar from suddenly throwing over the bottle of strangled gas potion, but after seeing clearly what was in Caesar's hand, he exclaimed.

"It turned out to be the word of a divine talisman... A magical thing has a power similar to a crystal, but it is even more peculiar than a crystal. It seems that it is an object from outside the sky, and it can actually be cast by Gaia... Let's see... this rune is..."

"...Tel, t—i—r." Caesar suddenly spit out the above syllables, which are not any language known to the mainland, nor do they conform to the known pronunciation rules, but they are not meaningless murmurs, because this word is full of power, sacred, and majesty.

"So familiar..."
Chapter completed!