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It was neither too early nor too late, but precisely at this time that the arrival of these relatives spread an atmosphere of joy.
The sensation from her waist made Li Xielia involuntarily squeeze her legs together.
"Shiraishi-kun, these are..."
"The legions that belong directly to my god of pleasure obey my commands completely."
The armies of demons and beasts clashed in close combat.
The roars and wicked laughter mingled continuously.
The seventh battle city instantly transformed into a battlefield rife with savagery and desire.
Within a short period of time, both sides suffered casualties.
But demons and void beasts will continue to be added to the ranks.
The beasts were simple-minded and charged forward continuously under the command of their monarch.
If an ordinary legion were facing such an enemy, it would probably have already considered retreating.
These Slaanesh demons are not afraid of being hurt.
Because the battle itself is their best painkiller.
One can gain pleasure simply by immersing oneself in constant killing.
At the same time, it feeds back the power of joy to Shiraishikawa.
"Mr. Shiraishi, this is not enough. We must eliminate the leader, the Void Beast Lord."
“I already know where he is. Come with me.”
Shiraishi River descends into the city's underground via a fissure in the ground.
As the two ventured deeper, the tangled tree roots repeatedly blocked their path.
The roots of the tree were writhing with the embryos of ethereal beasts and the twisted faces of evil spirits.
It is obvious that this was the work of that Void Beast Monarch.
The seemingly secure tactical city had already been secretly infiltrated by the Void Beasts.
These virtual beasts were indeed under the monarch's command, intending to break through the city in one fell swoop!
Unfortunately, they encountered Shiraishi River.
Chi!
The holy sword Grammer continuously infused the power of the curse into the tree roots.
Even with its extraordinary regenerative abilities, it can only be constantly burned by the cursed karmic fire.
Having traveled thousands of meters deeper, Shiraishikawa finally arrived at the starting point of everything.
There are countless cracks like these throughout the battle city.
But it all comes down to this enormous, sunless cave at the bottom of the earth (Wang De Zhao).
A towering tree is hidden here.
"Oh...who are you...how did you manage to get here..."
The trunk of the giant tree was also covered with hideous faces.
They spoke in unison, as if chanting some strange syllables.
This guy doesn't recognize Shiraishi Kawa, but Shiraishi Kawa knows him.
The original form was Alachil, a great sage from a previous era in this world.
Clearly, this is when someone actively transforms themselves into this state in order to obtain what they desire.
There's nothing to say between Shiraishichuan and him.
The so-called righteous faction, represented by Alacrity, has ironically become a scourge on the world of Holy Sword.
Chapter 221: The Holy Sword Levantine! Lysia is enjoying...
"The hymn begins..."
Yarakir's countless mouths chanted simultaneously, with each mouth having a distinct function.
Some focused on offensive magic, while others rapidly activated barrier magic.
In an instant, five or six spells rang in Shiraishi's ears.
The incantation echoed within the dark and sunless abyss cave.
Alachil drew a large amount of magic from the surrounding area.
As they continue to combine, they emit a dazzling brilliance.
"Huh? This is magic?!"
Lyseria already knew about this during her dungeon explorations in the DanMachi world.
She also tried to learn some simple moves herself.
However, there has always been a misunderstanding in Lischelia's mind.
They believe that only some members of the dimensional chat group live in worlds where magic can be used.
For example, Hestia, Lianvivite, and Aqua.
In her world, the power has always been based on the Holy Sword.
But the series of actions that Yalachil took surprised Lischelia.
However, there's nothing that can be done about it, because there have been gaps in the history of this world.
Shiraishikawa held Lischelia tightly with one hand, while still gripping the Holy Sword in the other.
"747 Magic Power... is now... all with me."
"What...do you think you can fight me with?"
Yarakir spoke haltingly, but his arrogance was undisguised.
He's right.
Wherever the tree roots reach, all the magic is absorbed.
In a short time, a magical vacuum realm was formed here.
Whether it's waiting for new magic to be generated again or for external flow to replenish it, the time is too long.
Ordinary magicians could not possibly accomplish such a feat.
The great sage Aracil has been studying this path for over a thousand years.
Shiraishikawa's expression remained unchanged, but the form of the holy sword Grammer had changed.
An inextinguishable flame illuminates this dark world.
It was as if the sun had risen from the earth!
"How stupid!"
"So what if I absorb the surrounding magic? Do you think I can use it?"
Levantine represents the power of the source of fire, and will burn eternally until the end of the world.
This is also one of the holy swords that Shiraishikawa copied from the Royal Treasury.
It's perfect for dealing with plants that regenerate at an incredible rate.
At the same time, Shiraishikawa opened up a protective barrier for Risheria.
The emblem on his lower abdomen was activated, and a gentle power suddenly emanated from it.
It was as if she was enveloped in a bubble formed by the power of pleasure.
Although it isolated Levantine from extreme heat, it brought new problems to the girl.
As a "veteran" chosen one of pleasure, Lyseria is already able to control the power of pleasure.
But the thought that had been stirred up by the Slaanesh demons was now being rekindled.
Not to mention that at this very moment, there is actual physical contact between him and Shiraishikawa.
Shiraishikawa held Rishelia in his arms the entire time.
The girl's slender and supple waist was incredibly sensitive to touch at that moment.
The pressure applied by each of the five fingers was different, and the caressing of the palm was also subtle and elusive.
This causes the strength of the circuits formed by the power of pleasure to constantly change.
Whenever Shiraishikawa mobilized his power, Lischelia could feel a surge of pleasure coursing through her body.
"Shiraishi-kun... um..."
"Um... I kind of want it..."
Lischelia's face was rosy and delicate.
His body temperature kept rising, and his breath produced white mist.
But she ultimately decided to endure it.
Because Shiraishikawa was fighting the enemy, Lysia didn't want to interfere.
Shiraishikawa dodged Alachil's magical attacks while simultaneously launching counterattacks.
Several fiery slashes tore through space, severing the opponent's thick tree roots in one fell swoop.
Yarakir regenerated rapidly, but his thousands of faces were filled with horror.
Because he discovered that no matter what, the fire that had been lit could not be extinguished.
What's even more deadly is that the magic power absorbed into his tree trunk further fueled the momentum!
The more it recovers, the longer the burning pain will continue to spread.
But if he doesn't recover, even if his body is huge, it will be burned to ashes.
"No... this shouldn't be... you should all become my nourishment..."