Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

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So as long as the wielder used it to kill demons and monsters, it didn't care about the identity of the wielder, whether it was a hero or... a Demon King!

The Demon King should have keenly noticed this loophole in the holy sword, and used it to master the holy sword, becoming the new owner of the holy sword with the identity of a demon, achieving this impossible miracle.

And the demon that the Demon King and the holy sword's oath vowed to slay was none other than the Demon King himself!

In this way, because the King was the head of the demon race, he could perfectly attract all the hatred of the holy sword onto himself, not letting the holy sword harm other demon compatriots.

Moreover, under this oath, as long as the Demon King was alive for a day, the purification mission of the holy sword would not disappear for a day, and the King could forever be the owner of this holy sword. No other human could use this sword again!

The more Leo analyzed, the more excited he became.

This way, not only was it equivalent to disabling a hugely threatening weapon from the human side, it even added a powerful combat force to their own side.

Not only Leo, but many other Wisdom Demons who rushed over looked at Reji, now bathed in holy light, with trembling hands and feet. The color of worship for Reji as the Demon King in their eyes had reached an extreme.

After all, this was a path that the demon race had never thought of for a thousand years.

It was enough to make them, as Wisdom Demons, feel ashamed and embarrassed. If they could have thought of such a brilliant plan a thousand years ago, the outcome of that human-demon war might have been different.

Leo would not allow the Demon King's great strategy to be half-understood by other demons, unable to comprehend the King's wisdom. He would not allow the King's sacrifice to be misunderstood by other apostles.

After this analysis by the Wisdom Demon, the other apostles all sighed in relief.

So this was what happened?

As expected of the demon king!

After the sudden realization, apostles like Hektor and Pierre, who were warrior types, showed an even stronger respect on their faces towards Reji, who was now bathed in holy light.

The reason was simple.

After Leo's explanation, they understood the King's approach. It indeed created a miracle, but at what cost?

It was their demon king bearing it all alone.

Every moment, he had to endure the torment of the holy sword. This also explained why the King was now full of holy light. That was not some blessing from the holy sword, quite the opposite.

The King was both the user of the holy sword and its mortal enemy.

As long as the King held the holy sword, the holy sword would continue to release this holy light, trying to purify and kill the Demon King.

And they had all tasted the power of this holy light just now.

Just looking at it made their eyes sting. Slightly touching a bit of the holy light made their skin feel a strong burning sensation. This was the might of the holy sword, their nemesis.

So now the Great Demon and Sword Demon, as well as the other apostles, found it hard to imagine what kind of pain the demon king, wrapped in holy light, was enduring.

Facing such pain that might be like being flayed all over, the current King could still remain unfazed and even look at ease. Such strong willpower made them sincerely convinced.

The Great Demon Hektor, as a warrior, immediately dragged his fierce demon body and half-knelt towards Reji. The towering demon horns on his head now drooped down, as if showing respect to Reji as a warrior.

"His Majesty's will, I... am far from it."
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The Sword Demon Pierre also immediately inserted his double blades into the ground and said to Reji in admiration, "Even the sharpest sword will pale in comparison to His Majesty."

"I will do my utmost to find a way to alleviate the holy light for His Majesty!" The somewhat fanatical Leo and the other Wisdom Demons directly regarded alleviating Reji's pain as the top priority for the demon race.

As the King's guard, Shermen didn't speak, only taking off the hood of his cloak.

The petite Shermen stared at Reji with her firm eyes, not moving in the slightest. Even directly looking at the holy light had made her eyes sting and her whole body uncomfortable, but Shermen still did not shift her gaze from Reji for a moment.

It seemed she was using this method to convey to Reji that she didn't want the King to bear it alone and wanted to help him endure this pain together. Even if the King was enveloped in holy light, she, Shermen, as the Demon King's guard, would never retreat half a step and would not leave.

As proof, she still wanted to share a bed with the Demon King at night, letting the King hold her. Even if necessary, even if the holy light entered her body, Shermen firmly believed that she was not afraid at all!

Finally, the Decay Demon Eris, whose not good at speaking.

She could only express her concern for Reji through the pained expression on her face, while also volunteering, "Eris will... make... seafood soup for brother King tonight! The King... will not be hurt after drinking the soup! Eris will put the most treasured ingredients in the soup...

very nourishing!"

Saying that, Eris gritted her teeth and threw the doll she was holding to the ground. The doll immediately turned into the giant centipede from before, but now this giant centipede was a bit scared because Eris's other hand had already raised the butcher knife.

It looked like she was going to endure the pain of parting with a beloved item and chop up this thousand-legged giant centipede, made from various corpses, to throw into her seafood soup as an ingredient to nourish Reji.