I am not a returner Episode 315
Faded Promise (7)
Oops!
Sticky blood splashed out.
Hot shouts and screams that sound like they will be torn apart.
Weapons were intertwined, and the thick smell of blood covered the battlefield like fog.
“Wow!”
“You crazy witch!”
Thirty demons ran towards the main force led by Isabella.
Their eyes, which sparkled with joy in anticipation of massacre and screams, soon turned into despair.
What brought them despair was the platinum-haired woman who was commanding the dragon people from the front.
The witch, fluttering blood-red flower petals and swinging a huge scythe to cruelly tear apart the body of the demon beast, was overwhelming even the demon race, which was second to none in terms of ferocity.
-Kang! Kagak! Ga-ga-ga-ga-gak!
A resounding metal sound.
Blood-stained petals and black flames were entangled in the air.
“Ugh!”
“Kill! “Kill that witch!”
The demons surrounding Isabella attacked fiercely.
purr!
Poppy, who was running at full speed, quickly turned to the right angle and dodged the barrage of attacks.
“No matter how much you struggle, the kingdom of those stupid slaves has already been destroyed!”
Isabella was riding on Poppy like a knight on a horse, continuing a tense battle with the thirty-year-old demons.
At first, it was Isabella who cut down five demons in an instant with her overwhelming power.
As time passed, the battle gradually became more and more sluggish.
Even if you kill five right from the start, the difference is still more than twenty times that.
Considering that the power of each demon race was at the level of a high-ranking awakened person, the very fact that the battle was becoming ‘slow’ was proof of how absurdly powerful she was.
“Hmm, is that so?”
Isabella smiled darkly and looked back at the ‘slaves’ they had mentioned.
“I don’t think they think so?”
“What....”
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Arrows made of flames accompanied by intense heat were fired targeting the demons.
The magical arrows that rained down caused a strong explosion and created thick dust.
“Ugh... you damn slaves!”
The demons, who had been showered with magic arrows by the dragon race, turned around fiercely baring their teeth.
“Oh, you can’t look away.”
“Hee hee!”
Isabella suddenly appeared behind the demons as they turned, like a scene from a horror movie.
The bloody scythe touched the nape of my neck.
A cool feeling from the blade.
The demon race opened its mouth like a crucian carp and begged as if squeezing.
“Save me...”
Damn!
Hot blood gushed out like a fountain from the cracked nape.
Isabella’s eyebrows furrowed as she dabbed the blood splattered on her cheek with her fingertip and lightly placed it on the tip of her tongue.
“It tastes like beer without the carbonation.”
Tsk.
He spat out blood mixed with saliva as if he was disgusted.
The demon’s head, dripping with blood, was thrown to the floor like trash.
“You damn bitch...!”
“Oh, so you know that the Demons can be angry at the death of their own people?”
Isabella’s eyes shine as if she is interested.
The Majin’s expression distorted at the blatant ridicule.
“How long do you think you can relax like that?”
A demon clan muttering in a murderous voice and glancing back.
The Majin army, which had been divided due to the commotion caused by Vega and Riak, was seen belatedly receiving reinforcements.
It wasn’t easy to fight against thirty demons, but if the divided forces were combined, there was no chance of victory.
“Yes.”
Isabella slowly raised the corners of her mouth as she looked at the demon race running in the distance and the demon beast army they led.
“Then I give up.”
When I knocked on Poppy’s neck a couple of times, she turned around without hesitation and started running away.
Following her, the dragon warriors also turned and fled toward the outside of the kingdom.
“Chase!”
“Do you think you can run away!”
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