There is no way, even close-range shooting cannot break Grote's skin.

But this is not what Sid wants.

Under the powerful impact force of close-range shooting, Grote was inevitably staggered by the impact force of the shotgun, and his body was unstable and fell backwards. His hands subconsciously supported the ground.

The Swift Sword was recycled and steadily aimed at the devil who was swaying and twisting due to pain.

It's time to play!

Slowing down the logic and opening the heart, Sid adjusted the heartbeat in his body to the limit, and the golden blood appeared from his heart and turned into a torrent.

The blood was boiling and hot, filled with powerful power, which flowed along the blood vessels at an extremely fast speed throughout Sid's limbs and bones, and his pupils turned golden.

The changes in appearance are second to him. His chain armor, his fur coat, and his whole body equipment are dyed with a layer of gold. Unknown heavenly words are imprinted on the collar, cuffs and the surface of the chain armor. Golden light is attached to it, and the whole person is shrouded in light and shadow.

"Imperial Blood Sublimation?!" Grott felt the changes of Sid, and he was really surprised this time.

It has already become the Sixth Dynasty, and there are even Romani descendants who are left behind who can awaken and activate the sublimation of the emperor's blood?!

For the first time today, fear appeared in the heart of Xing Demon.

More than that, the golden stream of light flowed into the Swift Sword along Sid's hand, and the silver blade of the Shrine Light Sword changed accordingly. Ancient runes appeared on the surface of the Swift Sword. The blade quickly stretched out, and the purple lightning continued to jump. The indescribable purple-red strange matter attached to the tip of the Swift Sword.

Retrieve the sword and draw it, just like Sid has been doing for more than ten years.

Spiral thorn!

The cold light flashed, as fast as the wind.

Grote had already felt the crisis and it protected his eyes again.

"Bang" is enough to tear the claws of the plate armor and smash them instantly!

Twisting your wrist, the quick sword penetrates the eye socket and penetrates the brain.

Grote shook violently and undulated. Its entire body twitched constantly under the action of its strong shell and torn muscles. Its sharp-angled head swayed left and right, swung out a claw and drove Sid away along the chest to tear the iron ring and flesh. The air was filled with golden red blood.

He was severely injured by a blow, and Sid fell to the distance and rolled on the ground for several rounds and buried his body in the grass. His special state had disappeared. There were four deep bone-visible claw marks on his chest to the abdomen, and even exposed his heart. The golden light sublimated by the emperor's blood was broken away by this blow.

Accompanied by roars after roar, the sounds were full of pure resentment. Grott entity descended to the world but was killed. When he returned to hell, he would not only reduce his strength to a large-level degenerate into a whip demon, but also be ridiculed by all the devils and lose the trust of the Lord of Pain.

Normally, this ending is like a catastrophe for a devil.

"I understand, the Holy Grail of Sin is here with you. I know, wait for me, wait for me!" Grott's wail before his death hit Sid's chest like a heavy hammer. The energy that formed the devil's entity began to dissipate, and the blood mist filled. If nothing unexpected happens, the devil's body will die, and the devil's soul will escape into the realm he was summoned: "I will come back, I will bring a legion, and you will wait for me!"

"Then let's talk about it when you come back." The battle was over, and Sid tried to open his eyes. His whole body was in pain. His hand holding the Sword could hardly be lifted up. His shoulders shook down. His feet twitched due to the severe pain in his body. The chain armor was broken and his face was covered with mud.

He succeeded, and the beautiful boy lay on his back on the ground, and the demon Grot fell not far away, looking at the orc camp that was destroyed in ruins in the distance, looking at the goblins, people, and human corpses all over the ground, Sid was a little confused.

The beautiful white-haired boy wanted to squeeze out a smile on his haggard face, but found that he was always a bitter smile.

He killed a Level 4 hero level murderer as a level 3 model, which is a miracle no matter how you look at it.

Moreover, killing the devil is of great benefit to mortals. After the devil is eliminated, it will leave behind a large amount of killing energy to benefit mortals. For example, Sid clearly feels that he has received permanent physical strengthening.

Sid found that what he usually wants is what he now hates.

He's finished, he's finished.

Under the blue sky of Ryzlan, he looked at the environment covered with blood and corpses, and finally burst into laughter, laughing extremely bitterly.

His career as a mercenary among the mercenary was over, his career as a Ryzlan mercenary was over, and even his citizenship of the Holy Empire and his second-class Iquis noble who could pretend to be powerful.

Sid is completely finished.

Sid knew that he might be saved. His physique was already very good. Killing the devil this time brought physical strengthening. If someone happened to be rescued in time, he might be able to survive.

But where do people come from in this wilderness and plateau meadow?

Damn, I haven't taken revenge yet, I haven't investigated the truth about Xue Ye! Sid thought unwillingly that he could only use the spiritual victory method to comfort himself: No matter what, I can kill a demon of punishment, can it be considered revenge?

no!

Sid coughed hard, and he still wanted to struggle, but he no longer had much strength.

The mountains that have gone far away, the lone birds, the meadows full of blood, a dying boy.

Sid let out a long breath of blood foam. When he was about to close his eyes, a sound of "No~No~How could it be~" came from Grote not far away.

Even if you die, you should die, damn devil! He barely opened his eyelids, and Sid glanced in the direction of Grott.

He was stunned.

Grote's soul was dissipating quickly, and blood mist gushed out, but the devil did not return to hell as he wished, but was sucked in by the Holy Grail of Sin that fell to the ground!

Looking at the Holy Grail of Sin, the originally empty golden cup was filled with dirty slurry that was emitting black and red.

The slurry is strange in color, and it is dirty and oil-like slurry, which is absolutely impossible to enter. Countless souls are rolling in it, wailing and screaming, and thick smoke is rising from the slurry and bubbling.

However, Sid subconsciously swallowed.

For some reason, his body told him that the serous liquid was clean and hygienic, especially suitable for drinking.

Hallucination?

Or...

"Traveler, foreigner~"

With a filthy breath, the Holy Grail of Nightmare emitted light and flew up in place, spinning quickly towards Sid.

"Traveler~" In the light, a language from the distant end of deep space came into Sid's ears.

That is definitely not the voice from the Holy Grail of Sin.

In the light, something else was calling him at the end of the colorful ones.
Chapter completed!