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Chapter 446  Lathel vs. Demon Lord (3)

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Lathel lay in the middle of a hole that was more than four metres deep, his body full of cracks as if it were about to break.

BAM!

The Demon Lord appeared and used its foot to step on Lathel's chest: "Boy... you really surprised me a bit. No one has been able to damage my puppet to this extent."

"You… are the first."

"Countless geniuses, countless people who call themselves super geniuses—they are not worth a penny in front of me. But you are different…"

"You are different from them; you have a lot of potential. But the humans out there don't care at all; they despise you... Why do you have to sacrifice yourself for those idiots?"

"If you become my subordinate, I will help you revive that girl from before. Both you and she... will live happily."

"You just need..."

Boom!

Suddenly, Lathel turned into a stream of white smoke and disappeared. The Demon Lord was startled, realising that underneath its feet was a cauldron.

The Demon Lord turned his head and saw a lightning spear less than ten centimetres from its face.

'How? When?' Two questions appeared in the Demon Lord's mind.

However, there was no answer for the demon lord.

BAM!

The long spear pierced the puppet's head, and countless loud explosions rang out. Lightning-like snakes began to creep inside the puppet's body, destroying it from the inside.

"Anna!" Lathel shouted.

At this moment, a giant red snake that looked like it was formed from lava opened its mouth and rushed towards the Demon Lord puppet.

BAM!

The fire snake collided with the puppet, forming a column of fire more than ten metres high. It was radiating heat so hot that the surrounding water evaporated, and the space was being distorted.

Lathel wanted to continue adding more damage, but it seemed he had reached his limit.

At this moment, he knelt on the ground, panting. The purple light radiating from the lightning armour on his body also became faint.

Lathel suddenly felt that he would soon die.

BAM!

A blast of air pressure exploded, and the flames and lightning were instantly scattered.

The Demon Lord slowly stood up; his head had been punctured, as there was a hole the size of a fist. Its entire body was burned black like a giant block of coal.

The two wings on its back, created with the countless arms of other puppets, were also burned to ashes.

However, the Demon Lord was still able to move. No, to be more precise… the Demon Lord's puppet was still moving.

Lathel looked at the Demon Lord, feeling hopeless.

The Demon Lord also looked at Lathel, smiled, and said: "Tsk! Hahahaha… Do you think you can defeat me?"

Lathel also knows he cannot defeat the Demon Lord. No matter how strong he is, his level is only 40.

Due to his low level, the amount of energy he can store is also very low. His skills all require a huge amount of energy.

If the fight is short, Lathel can still resist and win.

But if he fights for a long time or meets an enemy with superior strength, Lathel cannot win.

As for the Demon Lord, although he has suppressed himself to level 80, level 80 is still too big a mountain.

Besides, the Demon Lord also knows several types of magic, and he is much better than Lathel.

So... from the beginning, Lathel knew that his choice was no different from suicide.

After all, Lathel is not the main male character; he is just a normal supporting character.

Without the main character's aura, Lathel cannot overcome adversity and cannot fight against those who are much stronger than him.

"Hm… I changed my mind. Leaving you alive is too dangerous. You may become a great threat to me in the future." The Demon Lord spoke thoughtfully.

"Okay, this is the end of the war. You should also be proud because... no one has been able to hurt me to this extent, nor has anyone been able to receive my invitation three times."

"Goodbye… Lathel. I will remember your name."

The Demon Lord raised its hand and stabbed straight towards Lathel's head.

Suddenly, Lathel felt something; in this small moment, it seemed like his life force was gradually recovering.

That's right, his life energy was rapidly increasing, and his energy was being replenished.

"Lathel… Someone is transferring life energy to you through a blood contract. Maybe that's…"

Hearing Viva speak, Lathel was startled. He suddenly remembered Charlotte: 'No, Charlotte. She… she doesn't have too much life energy left; why would she?"

Right at this moment, he felt a small hand gently caressing his face.

It was just a small moment, but Lathel immediately recognised it as Charlotte's hand.

Immediately after that, that feeling disappeared.

Lathel looked up at the sky in surprise, as if he were seeing Charlotte smile at him and then disappear.

'Stop!! Charlotte…' Lathel screamed inside.

Crack!

Bang!

In Lathel's heart, the blood contract between him and Charlotte was broken, and the blood mud below his energy pool also began to spread to the entire lake.

Smack!

Suddenly, Lathel reached out with his left hand and grasped the Demon Lord's claws.

"Hmm?!" The Demon Lord was puzzled because he clearly felt that Lathel's life had reached its end, but at this moment, his life energy was filled again.

Also… Lathel's body was slowly changing as his left hand, which was restraining his claws, became extremely strong.

Besides, Lathel's hand slowly changed into the hand of a beast. That's right, it was like a bear's hand, which was covered in armour made from purple lightning.

"This…"

GRAOO!!!

Lathel roared. His roar was not that of a human; it was the roar of a wild beast.

"Ack!" The Demon Lord exclaimed.

Its claws were tightly grasped by Lathel, then pulled closer by him. Lathel then headbutted the Demon Lord.

BAM!

The impact force was too great; the Demon Lord's head, which was already seriously damaged, was now broken a little more.

GRAOO!!!

Lathel opened his mouth, and at this moment, his mouth became larger. No, to be more precise, Lathel's head began to deform, becoming the head of a wolf-like animal.

His sharp fangs were about to pierce the puppet's head when it immediately struggled, escaped Lathel's hand, and retreated backwards.

"Ha! It seems… you have a lot of secrets, Lathel."

GRAOO!!

Lathel did not care about the Demon Lord's words; no, he did not have the ability to hear and understand the Demon Lord's words.

His consciousness slowly shattered, like a glass about to break into many pieces.

Charlotte, the person he loved the most, dedicated her entire life to him.

Arine, the girl who loved him so much that she overcame the separation of two worlds and came here to find him, also died.

Two people dying because of him was more than he could bear.

Lathel's body gradually grew to more than two metres before stopping, and his legs also began to change like those of a kangaroo or a wolf.

The two wings on the back became longer and larger, and the wingspan was more than 10 metres long.

His face had completely transformed into the head of a wolf-like animal, with long, sharp fangs sticking out of his mouth.

Lathel's every breath sent out a stream of purple and red smoke, carrying terrifying temperatures.

His eyes had also changed, narrowing into a diamond shape like the eyes of a wild animal.

Lathel, at this time... had lost consciousness. He had become a monster.

The Demon Lord looked at the current Lathel and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha... hahahahaha... What a surprise... you just keep surprising me, Lathel."

"So… with all the respect I have for you, Lathel, I will use all my power…Huh?!"

Before the Demon Lord could finish his sentence, Lathel appeared in front of him. His left arm, which was now clawed, was facing him.

BAM!

The Demon Lord was slapped by a clawed hand, and he flew to the ground like a meteorite.

BAM!

Rumble! Rumble!

The ground shook violently from the Demon Lord's fall. But Lathel didn't stop; he jumped down without any caution.

His foot aimed straight towards the Demon Lord.

BAM!

However, the Demon Lord quickly regained consciousness and left his position. Lathel's feet sank deeply into the ground because the force of the attack was too strong.

"Idiot!" The demon lord laughed disdainfully.

It appeared right behind Lathel; a sickle appeared in its hand, slashing towards him.

Bang!

The sound of metal colliding rang out, and the sickle slashed Lathel's left arm.

However, the Demon Lord could clearly see that it's sickle did not touch Lathel's arm but instead collided with a red skeleton surrounding that arm.

"That is…"

GRAOO!

Lathel swung his wings, and countless lightning feathers shot out at bullet-like speed.

The Demon Lord retreated, the scythe in his hand spinning like a propeller, scattering the feathers shot towards him.

"You cannot defeat me, Lathel. Now you only fight on instinct; without any tactics or fighting skills, you... cannot win."

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Outside, at Lathel's castle.

In Charlotte's room, her body was only slightly better thanks to the medicines Lathel gave her.

However, Charlotte's body was quickly becoming old. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Not good!" A maid saw this and immediately approached the bed where Charlotte lay.

Seeing Charlotte gradually become as old as a 60-year-old woman and still ageing, she immediately felt something was wrong.

"Everyone… summon a pharmacist enchanter. Hurry up; something is wrong with Lady Charlotte."

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