Chapter 660 Unlucky fellow
Borak lay there, half-dead, and his Shapeshifter subordinates dared not approach further.
Loki's combat prowess terrified them, and Alice's escape from Borak's stomach after being swallowed showed she was no ordinary being.
As for William, they had gotten a glimpse of his capabilities just moments ago. Merely speaking a word induced deep-seated fear in their souls, and his catching Loki's attack single-handedly spoke volumes of his formidable strength.
With William and his companions heading towards the fortress, the Shapeshifters, after some thought, suddenly realized that they too wanted to enter the city, didn't they?
They had simply not acted on it these past days.
Why should they hinder them?
Were they mad?
If William and his companions had the means to enter, then let them!
With no further obstruction from the Shapeshifters, Alice and Loki led the way, with William following at a leisurely pace.
"Are you with those Shapeshifters?"
A demon soldier loudly inquired from atop the city gate.
Naturally, given Loki's brutal display earlier, the demon soldiers on the gate harbored some fear.
Loki's savage beating of Borak had been excessively bloodthirsty and violent, even by demonic standards.
"We're not with them; we've come to find someone," Alice called out loudly, holding the Sword of Soulbreaker.
Her compatibility with the Sword of Soulbreaker was increasing, realizing the immense power she wielded.
According to the Sword Spirit of the Sword of Soulbreaker, currently, only the second layer of the seal has been opened. There are a total of nine layers. Once all are unlocked, except for William, there should be no one in the universe who can be her adversary.
With a casual stroke, she could split planets!
With a casual stroke, she could slay high-ranking god-kings!
"Who are you looking for? Is it that Jesus fellow?"
The demon soldier shouted, "If you're looking for him, you need not proceed further! This is the domain of the Demon King, leave quickly if you wish to live!"
"What do I care about a Demon King?" Alice raised her sword and slashed down.
During these days, her understanding of swordsmanship deepened considerably. According to the Sword Spirit, it would be best for her to concentrate on mastering a single strike.
The ultimate strike!
Shadowfell Fortress, now known as Shire, backed by the Demon King Satan, didn't regard any power as a threat.
The demon lord sent by Satan to persuade Jesus held himself in high esteem, directly removing the strong magical barrier protecting the city, originally maintained by the demon lord stationed within.
This claim was proven true in the following days.
Borak, one of the ten strongest Shapeshifter lords under Odin and leading the forces of the Ultimate Force Alliance, arrived at the city gates but dared not launch an attack.
The demons on the city walls had witnessed Loki's ferocity. As for Alice, at the peak of Nature Deity level, she might possess some skills, but wouldn't she flee in terror at the mention of the Demon King Satan?
They couldn't have predicted that Alice had no idea who this so-called Demon King was.
With a single slash, the unprotected city wall collapsed thunderously.
"Sword Spirit, is this Demon King they mentioned just now formidable?" Alice didn't know who the Demon King was and suspected William might not tell her, so she straightforwardly asked the Sword Spirit.
Upon hearing Alice's question, the Sword Spirit disdainfully said, "The King of Demons, what's that supposed to be? The master need not bother!"
"Oh, so he's not formidable then!" Alice felt relieved, "That means Loki could probably defeat this Demon King, right?"
"Loki? This Loki?" The Sword Spirit laughed, "Master, you really are joking. What level of power does Loki have? Even if the Demon King Satan is at his worst, he's still of a high-ranking god-king caliber. Loki could be squashed like a bug, ten times over."
"..." Alice, holding her sword, froze, "Then why do you say the Demon King is nothing?"
"In front of Mr. Johnson, the Demon King truly is nothing!" The Sword Spirit had always been lofty. In its view, high-ranking god-kings, the Demon King, they're all trivial, easily defeated with a single strike.
And it was that strike!
"Haven't you noticed that William doesn't plan to intervene?" Alice was nearly at her wit's end. How arrogant could this Sword Spirit be?
"No worries! Could that Satan possibly break me?"
The Sword Spirit was reckless, believing that even if Satan were powerful, he couldn't cause it the slightest harm!
Alice's feelings were complicated. Indeed, the King of Demons couldn't break the Sword of Soulbreaker, but he could crush her!
Hadn't she seen how Borak had swallowed her whole, with William remaining indifferent?
"Are you thinking of using this as an opportunity to change masters?" Alice slowly sheathed the Sword of Soulbreaker, a logical suspicion.
"Master, to think that of me is really a misunderstanding," the Sword of Soulbreaker would, of course, not admit to such a thing.
Though it also desired a more powerful master, it was still aligned with Alice for the time being...
Alice didn't dwell on it further. With the city wall already breached, could she really turn back now?
She straightened her back and strode towards Shadowfell Fortress!
Loki followed closely behind, and William casually caught up.
William had noticed Alice's progress,her recent strike was much stronger. Even if Shadowfell Fortress's defensive barrier had been active, it would have taken at most ten strikes to break through.
After breaching the wall with a single slash, they entered, while the Shapeshifters rushed to Borak, forming a circle around him, trying various methods to heal his wounds.
Borak's massive body still trembled on the ground.
As William and his party entered the city, Borak's bloody and blurred eyes slowly regenerated, and his wounds began to heal. Finally, with a massive inhale, he absorbed all his subordinates, his body swirling with dark red energy, eventually assuming human form.
The bronze mask William had given him seemed embedded on his face, his eyes filled with resentment and confusion...
Recognizing his own Supreme Deity level peak strength, Borak understood that among the three they had just encountered, the most formidable was likely the masked man.
"Could he be a high-ranking god-king?" Borak frowned, his injuries barely healed and his strength greatly diminished. Not daring to enter the city again, he vanished into a puff of black smoke.
If Borak were to report this matter to Odin, regardless of the outcome, he likely wouldn't gain any benefits. Instead, by revealing the location of the power of the sacred aura, he would inadvertently provide information for others to benefit.
A mysterious powerhouse had approached him some time ago, offering him a contract that promised the power of a high-
ranking god-king.
Sensing something off, he decided to take a few days to think it over before responding.
Now, with the power of the sacred aura right before his eyes, and having acquired a mysterious bronze mask, if he could attain the power of a high-ranking god-king and return to slay these three individuals, perhaps he really could become the strongest in the Divine Realm!
Would he then still need to serve Odin hand and foot?
William was aware that Borak hadn't died.
This unfortunate Borak, who originally suffered through no fault of his own, let the bronze mask serve as a form of mental compensation, with hopes that his luck might improve in the future.
This could be considered as the last little thing William could do for the unlucky Borak.
The sourc𝗲 of this content is fre(e)webnovel