bacchusnovels Chapter 101 Waste Utilization
Chapter 101 Waste Utilization
Chapter 101 Waste Utilization
[Shura] Listener of the Abyss!
The man in black robes was also very decisive. The moment the other party recognized him, he threw his black robe on the ground, revealing a goblin-like appearance. He was silver-white and looked much taller and more robust than the previous [Falling Sun] level Abyss Listener.
The pale blue light emanating from the lantern he carried indicated that the magic incense had a wider range and a more pronounced effect.
Low-level Abyss Listeners require a long period of time to prepare with magical incense in order to arouse negative emotions in humans.
A high-level Abyss Listener's mere presence signifies that the entire space has been permeated and covered by the demonic fragrance.
The manipulation of emotions is also more advanced, capable of simultaneously controlling both positive and negative emotions, and repeatedly switching between these emotions to weaken the opponent.
Just like repeatedly bending a wire, eventually the wire will break, and a person will collapse, sinking into a certain emotion from which they cannot extricate themselves, and the corresponding organs will also suffer severe damage.
After escaping, Yanmo Binghe shouted to the yellow-robed man watching from the side, "Although I don't know where your boss went, it's time for you to make your move."
The yellow robe shattered instantly, and five enormous tentacles, resembling octopus tentacles, slowly emerged from beneath it.
An ancient, heavy magic book appeared in his slippery tentacles.
【Demon Touch Purgatory】
The pink abyssal hydrogen instantly spread out, and the walls, ceiling, and ground slowly transformed into pink flesh walls, from which countless spherical eggs were expelled and fell.
Then, sticky, tender tentacles emerged from the walls, ceiling, and floor, intertwining and crossing each other.
The entire room changed its appearance in an instant. If it was a normal traditional RPG before, now it has to be R18+.
Seeing that the Touch of the Abyss was willing to help, the Flame Demon Binghe finally felt relieved.
Since that's the case, he can now safely unleash his second form. He suddenly plunges his claws into his heart, causing his viscous, magma-like blood to flow even more violently, while the flames on his body become even hotter.
A flaming sword, its flames shooting into the sky, emerged from the red pentagram array.
The moment the Flame Demon Binghe grasped the sword, the tip of the flaming sword shone brightly, and a huge pentagram completely covered the entire cave.
【Flame Domain】
After watching the other party activate their domains one by one, the Demoness Phantom Butterfly, who was surrounded by the three, smiled, a beautiful smile.
"Is this your trump card in challenging me?"
His words were full of contempt, as if he didn't care at all about their various arrangements.
As Yan Mo Binghe gazed at the Demoness Huan Die in the arena, his mood grew somewhat heavy. He couldn't understand how she could still smile and speak with such a nonchalant and carefree tone, even when she was suppressed by three domains.
Does the opponent have some other trump card up their sleeve?
But over the years, he has figured out all of Demoness Illusion Butterfly's trump cards, so there is no room for her to hide anymore.
【Butterfly Scattered】
【Phantom Butterfly, Part 5: The Dance of the Enchanted Butterfly】
The Demoness Illusion Butterfly, who was originally imprisoned in the center of the formation by the three domains, suddenly transformed into thousands of butterflies and surged out wildly. They had only one target, which was the brightest creature in the entire scene - Flame Demon Binghe. Flame Demon Binghe wanted to escape, but found that he was already surrounded by countless silver threads in all directions.
With just a light touch, his body, engulfed in flames, instantly dimmed, forcing him to move away.
But the pale purple butterflies' onslaught doesn't stop there. Like moths to a flame, yet different in some ways, these butterflies aren't afraid of fire; their wings are like blades.
Flame Demon Binghe had no choice but to parry with his sword, but the relentless, selfless attacks of the swarm of butterflies seemed endless. The flaming sword and fiery armor, radiating intense heat, began to dim.
Just as Flame Demon Binghe was about to lose control of his second form, he was surprised to find that the butterflies that had risked their lives seemed to have become scarce.
There is only one reason for this outcome: Demoness Phantom Butterfly has disappeared, and the Demoness Butterfly has lost its source of power.
However, in the instant he was stunned, a butterfly suddenly flew to his side.
As the crystal core accelerated, the Flame Demon Binghe felt uneasy and slightly tilted his body, dodging the fatal blow, but losing a shoulder in the process.
Binghe was enraged. He roared, and his legs emitted a dark red light. He suddenly sprang forward, appearing in front of the Demoness Huandie as if by teleportation. A blazing sword swept across, aiming for Huandie's neck.
Just as the gray-robed man had said before, he had already gotten angry.
The girl was not surprised by Binghe's rage and murderous intent. Her expression was as calm as a lake. She raised her hand at some point and flicked her finger. The purple light gathered at her fingertip collided with the glowing sword blade. With a loud thud, she deflected and shattered the blazing sword blade.
Binghe's pupils contracted, seemingly not expecting the Demoness Illusion Butterfly's strength to be so terrifying. He himself was a Demon General of the Abyss, and one of the stronger ones among them. Yet, all three of his attacks were easily countered, demonstrating an overwhelming difference in strength!
"Is this the power of the Abyss Demoness?"
Binghe suddenly understood at this moment.
The gray-robed man's earlier disappearance wasn't because he went to get reinforcements; he simply betrayed him.
Suddenly, he felt a chill run down his spine. In a panic, he hastily retreated. Looking from the side, he suddenly appeared in front of the Demoness Illusionary Butterfly, then retreated rapidly. When he returned to his original spot, he seemed to be in shock, panting heavily, and his face was slightly pale.
Whoosh!
The Touch of the Abyss has made its move.
A sonic boom came from behind her. Violet tilted her head slightly, as if to dodge, but then suddenly stopped, looking at him with some confusion.
Those pink tentacles, resembling sharp thorns, didn't attack her at all, but instead launched a sneak attack on the Flame Demon Binghe over there.
Why are the opposing team's own people fighting each other?
She tilted her head.
His murderous eyes suddenly froze.
The next second, she suddenly remembered something; the Touch of the Abyss seemed to be one of her familiar races.
Binghe was powerless against the Demoness Illusion Butterfly, but that doesn't mean he would be the same against a mere Touch of the Abyss.
Just as the tentacles lunged forward, Binghe suddenly flapped his wings, summoning a dozen beams of blazing magical rainbow light that easily blocked the backstab from the abyss's tentacles.
With a soft "poof," a massive, fiery red figure appeared behind the Abyss Touch. A blazing greatsword easily pierced through its chest from behind, splitting it in two. Bing He didn't even glance at it, tossing the Abyss Touch's corpse into a nearby stone shovel. Pink fluid flowed all over the ground, and several tentacles twitched slightly before becoming still.
"Very well, [Gray-Clad Man] Ran Ke, you just wait and see. As long as I can go back, I will tear you to pieces."
Although Flame Demon Binghe was not ambushed by the Touch of the Abyss.
But this feeling of being betrayed for no reason only fueled his anger.
As Flame Demon Binghe dealt with the Touch of the Abyss, Phantom Butterfly also shredded the goblin-like Abyss Listener beside her into thousands of pieces of minced meat, her violet pupils calmly watching Binghe.
"Why did you take action in the Guannan District?"
"What Guannan District? We haven't been to human society for a while now."
Flame Demon Binghe looked at Huan Die with tense and wary eyes, regretting that he hadn't listened to the Plague Doctor's words.
Unfortunately, it's all too late now.
"If you don't like telling the truth, then go die!"
However, after saying this, Huan Die did not look at Ji Dongfeng.
Her gaze swept lightly over Binghe, finally settling on a glass ball on a desk. She slowly said, "I just want a simple, peaceful life. If that's not allowed, then we'll have to fight to the death. Just because I haven't done that all these years doesn't mean I lack the ability!"
Inside the cave, only the indifferent voice of the phantom butterfly lingered.
After speaking, Huan Die slowly turned her head and looked at Yan Mo Bing He again.
The moment Binghe saw into the other man's eyes, he knew he was doomed.
At this moment, he unleashed all his trump cards, and the cave was filled with a raging, intense heat.
The upper half of the building suddenly cracked open, as if magma had erupted, causing the surrounding wrecked buildings to collapse. The abyssal beasts that were frantically fleeing were burned alive by the intense heat that swept up from the ground.
The raging flames that shot through the sky attracted the attention of many people.
There are humans, magical girls, magical elves, monsters, and villainous witches...
Whizzing!
Binghe's severed arm had grown back, and he approached Huandie from various tricky angles, wielding a terrifyingly hot lava blade.
Huan Die's expression remained unchanged. A slender butterfly scythe blocked her way, easily deflecting the opponent's attack.
At this moment, the violets on the Grim Reaper's scythe fully bloomed, and dozens of butterflies fluttered around it.
The next moment, the Butterfly Scythe, like the Grim Reaper, appeared and swung it lightly.
An unseen surge of magical energy swept out suddenly, and Binghe, unable to dodge in time, was instantly cut in half at the waist. The girl walked unhurriedly to Binghe's side, and the Butterfly Scythe slowly descended upon Binghe's neck.
Binghe was utterly terrified; his face, contorted in terror, now showed a pleading expression.
"No, Princess Huandie, you can't do this! I am a servant of Princess Duluo..."
"Noisy!"
The girl's indifferent words had barely left her lips when the knife rose and fell.
The sickle was pulled out, and blood splattered.
Watching the disappearing figure of the Illusionary Butterfly, a wisp of black abyssal hydrogen slowly emerged from the stone sphere, transforming into a gray-robed figure who coldly sneered, "Hmph, fools, how dare you defile Her Highness the Illusionary Butterfly?"
A five-pointed star array of eerie green light illuminated, and a silver cross-shaped sword emerged from it—the Demon Sword Grammer.
The moment the demonic sword appeared, it seemed as if invisible vengeful spirits gathered in the air, and the temperature around them dropped several degrees.
However, this idiot's death wasn't entirely without merit...