Torture the hero, why has the Demon King's castle collapsed again?

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He recalled Dane's mysterious strength, which seemed to have unleashed an ancient sword technique. If he truly possessed such power, he might actually hinder Dane's performance in a crowd.

Irwin's tone immediately changed:

"Ahem, Lord Dane, you are free to move about... I have already issued an order on the Paladin Channel granting you the authority to travel anywhere tonight. You will not be subject to any restrictions!"

Erwin became somewhat excited. Although this was just an unrealistic hope of his, Dane's arrival might actually bring a turning point to the battle!

Thinking of this, he frantically winked at Dane.

Is Erwin's eyelid twitching?

Dane was stunned by the scene and wanted to ask something more, but a loud noise came from afar. Erwin's expression changed and he immediately rushed towards the palace, disappearing from sight in a hurry.

"How inexplicable." Dane stood there, scratching his head. "But... access control, this is a good opportunity."

Looking at the chaotic environment, a restless glint appeared in Dane's eyes, and a bold idea formed in his mind:

"The entire Knights have been mobilized, so... what about there?"

A sinister thought began to grow in his mind, and soon a ruthless glint appeared in Dane's eyes: "Do it this way!"

Dane had a premonition that this was his best chance to become a hero!

Without a moment's hesitation, Dane activated the divine power within his body, took out a cloak and donned it, transforming into a shadow as he swiftly disappeared into the distance...

……

Boom-!

The mechanical giant fist slammed into the defensive magic array that was filled with a rich magical aura, stirring up violent waves that ravaged the surrounding trees into a scene of devastation.

The entire palace was enveloped in a pure white, crystalline barrier.

"As expected of a magical defense array comparable to the protective power of the Ice Heart, even the God of All Weapons could not destroy it so easily."

Inside the God of All Weapons, Brad withdrew his right arm and turned his gaze to Ota, who was standing in front of the palace gates within the great formation.

"Pope Brad, cease your actions immediately!" Ota stared at Brad, his face pale, and demanded, "What exactly do you intend to do? The God of All Weapons was designed to combat the Demon Race, not to persecute the people! You owe all the people an explanation!!!"

"Explanation?" Brad asked indifferently, raising his massive fist once more.

"Gods don't need to explain to mortals!!!"

The terrifying air currents mercilessly blew away the kingdom's soldiers who tried to approach, and countless magical attacks landed on the body of the God of All Weapons, but could not cause the slightest damage.

Upon hearing Brad's reply, Otta had a thought: Pope Brad has indeed gone mad!

Not only has he gone mad, he's become even stronger!!! The weapons of the surrounding paladins will mysteriously dissolve and vanish the moment they get close to the God of Weapons!!!

Ota gradually felt despair, knowing that even if he gathered all of humanity's strength tonight, he would not be able to stop Brad, the god who wields all weapons.

How could humanity possibly withstand such a terrifying weapon?!

"Pope Brad, don't waste your time!" Otta said through gritted teeth, his voice trembling with fear. "You can't break this magic circle. With our reserves of magic stones, we can hold out until the God of All Weapons runs out of power!"

This is obviously a lie. Even if the magic stone reserves are sufficient, the magic circle will gradually collapse under the pressure of the God of All Weapons' offensive.

however.

"Oh?"

To Ota's surprise, the God of All Weapons actually stopped his attack.

Brad seemed to be warming up first, looking intrigued at a certain spot: "The palace's protective magic circle is indeed a troublesome thing, but it seems that the only place you can protect is the palace."

As Brad's gaze fell upon them, Ota's heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran through him.

The God of All Weapons' gaze was fixed on the Kingdom Library, located near the palace, outside the magic circle!

Chapter 224 Knowledge is power!!! (Wishing everyone good luck on the college entrance exam! doge)

"If I remember correctly, that wicked woman lives in the library. Well... since we're already here..."

If there's any human being that Brad could hold dear, it wouldn't be Prince Ota, Saint Lena, or Hope, but rather that devilish woman who nearly killed a god: Astrid.

If it weren't for her instigating Hope to bring the medicine, she wouldn't have been harmed to the point of physical decay, forced to take such a risk and end up in this situation.

Even when he was about to activate the God of All Weapons, the other party still tried to harm him with the medicinal soup!

"It's time to settle old scores and new grudges." Brad's heart was filled with resentment, and his eyes flashed with a strong white light. Almost at the same time, two laser beams compressed with terrifying weapon power condensed on the head of the God of All Weapons.

boom--! ! !

With power almost at full strength, the solid attack reduced the entire Kingdom Library to ruins, with mushroom-cloud-like black smoke swirling above.

"This is divine punishment."

Silence reigned all around, with only Brad's authoritative and indifferent voice echoing in the air. His terrifying presence instantly crushed human courage and extinguished the flames of morale.

Brad's expression revealed satisfaction; this was exactly the scene he wanted...

"That? What is that?!"

Terrified cries erupted from the surrounding soldiers.

Above the library ruins, the persistent mushroom cloud suddenly coalesced into a terrifying demonic aura, a dark veil descending upon the night sky, plunging the entire capital city into darkness.

The stars that filled the night sky suddenly lost their brilliance, replaced by a firmament composed of solidified magic. On the ground, books wrapped in obsidian light rose from the ruins, recreating a brand new starry night.

The next moment, a huge phantom of a book appeared. Countless paladins were horrified. They recognized the terrifying demon official in front of them from the appearance of the demon that appeared in the arena and the magical power fluctuations of this great demon level!

—The Demon Strategist, Swell!

Within the illusory book, the obsidian book, imbued with materialized magic, swayed gently, its gaze sweeping over the mechanical giant before it, and it chuckled:

"As expected of humanity's ultimate weapon, the God of All Weapons, it saw through my hiding place at a glance."

Brad: "..."

Inside the library ruins.

Countless rubble slid down, and with the burst of several divine forces, a huge rock overhead was finally overturned with great difficulty.

A semi-circular transparent light screen was surrounded by more than a dozen paladins. The defensive light screen had kept the people inside safe from the sudden attack. Now, they looked up blankly and looked around in a bit of panic.

"Do not be afraid, Lady Astrid!!!" the leading paladin squad leader shouted confidently.

"With our protective light array, no one can harm you. With us by your side, you can rest assured!"

Inside the protective light array, Astrid came to her senses.

As the paladin finished speaking, she not only failed to feel relieved, but her tone and expression became even more terrified:

"Where...where did you all come from?!"

……

"I thought the strategy of hiding the truth would be enough to make you humans lower your guard, but I didn't expect... you still found your location, Saint of Weapons, Brad. It seems that my assessment of your combat strength was somewhat inaccurate."

In mid-air, Swail continued to subtly clear Astrid of suspicion, while wondering why Brad on the other side had not yet launched an attack.

The statue of the God of All Things remained frozen in place, as if petrified.

"Heh heh, hehehehe..." After a long while, Brad finally let out a broken laugh, feeling like he was going crazy.

"First the Bloodthirsty Berserker, then the Black Mage, and now... even you lowly demons have appeared? It seems I didn't teach you enough lessons on the battlefield ten years ago!"

Scorching steam billowed out from the gaps in the God of All Weapons, and terrifying power brewed around him.

Brad's eyes flashed with a hint of killing intent. His more than 100 years of human existence had instilled in him a deep-seated loathing for demons. Even now that he had become a mechanical god, this feeling would not be eradicated anytime soon, let alone the second most detestable demon.

"Demon Svir, how dare you appear in the capital of the human kingdom? I don't know whether to admire your courage or laugh at your recklessness."

Brad's aura locked completely onto the demon before him, ensuring the demon had no chance of escape. He spoke indifferently:

"Not counting me, the power of the God of All Weapons alone is already superior to that of you demons."

"That's not necessarily true." Swell's pages turned in the wind, undeterred by the terrifying aura of the God of All Weapons: "How will we know if we don't try? Your Holiness, your body, which has lived for nearly a hundred years, is not made of iron, is it?"

Swell did not reveal his true intentions, his words were enticing and provocative.

This was partly to lower Brad and humanity's guard so it could successfully implant the key into the God of All Weapons, but at the same time, it was also preparing to... test the God of All Weapons' strength on these library ruins!

"Heh, foolish demons." Brad chuckled contemptuously, raising the right arm of the God of All Weapons high, gathering dense energy to slam it down towards Svir: "Never use the eyes of a mortal to test the depths of a god!"

The blow that had once severely injured Thanaus was repeated under the cover of night. Brad believed that the demon before him had no choice but to flee. In Brad's heart, the only ones who could contend with the God of All Weapons for a short time, besides the strongest demon king in the past thousand years, were Mino, the strongest hero in human history.

Now that the Demon Clan has removed its greatest obstacle, the God of All Weapons... will be invincible!

"Your Holiness, have you... forgotten something as well?"

Swell's calm voice echoed in the night sky, a dense magical energy reverberating. Facing the menacing mechanical giant arm, the immense divine aura flowing from it almost sealed off the entire space. Sensing the terrifying force transmitted through the air, Swell's voice took on a strange rhythm:

“My race and authority are related to books… the ‘Book Demon’.”

The light of obsidian filled the sky, and countless books fluttered like butterflies across the ruins, forming a bottomless ocean of knowledge.

There was a third reason why Svir chose to take action himself: by utilizing the Kingdom Library, which housed the most books on the continent, he could draw upon the power of all the books to amplify the authority to an unparalleled level!

Fighting on such a home turf, even the mighty Mino could fight alone for a short time!

Countless books joined together, wrapping around Swell in layers. The massive mechanical arm was instantly slapped away by the giant hand formed from the pages, and countless shattered pieces of paper fell like snow.

"Knowledge is power!!!"

A giant made of books stood atop the ruins.

Chapter 225 The man who bears unparalleled sins, turns the tide, and breaks through the dead end!

Brad's expression suddenly turned serious.

Although the giant hand formed from those books was completely shattered into pieces of paper and lost its power after dissipating the force of the God of All Weapons' right arm, it was too weak to be defeated.

But the other party ultimately blocked its attack: it was unexpected that even these ordinary books could unleash such power under the authority of the Book Demon.

The opponent already possesses the power to contend with the God of All Weapons, even if it's just a single blow... The troublesome part is that Brad knows the opponent can withstand far more than that.

—The entire kingdom's library has a total of 103,000 books!

The colossal Book Giant exuded terrifying demonic energy, and countless books flew out from the cracks in the ruins, instantly restoring the Book Giant's broken arm to its original state.

Inside the giant of books, Swir uttered provocative words:

"Your Holiness, is the reserve of sacred artifacts sufficient?"