ACASHA (A Symbol of Eternity and Resurrection)

Chapter 88's

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"Damn!" Let down King Morgan after successfully evading the sudden attack carried out by Louis.

The demon lord smiled sweetly, as he saw his opponent manage to avoid the bluff he gave off.

"Hahaha come on, fight me Morgan." The handsome devil spoke softly, with both wings remaining beautifully flapping in the air.

King Morgan screeched, he clenched his sword-grasping hand. Staring at the hostile figure he hated the most.

"Fuck you Louis! Be aware! What you are currently doing, there is no benefit! you're just doing something for nothing." King Morgan's

"Indeed, none of this is good for you. While for me... Of course there is." Louis said with a big smile.

"Give me my fucking wife!!" King Morgan said angrily, then ran and slashed his sword towards the demon Louis.

The handsome demon lord quickly dodged the attack with a flap of his wings, then came back down to touch the ground.

"Try it, if you can." The demon lord replied with a grin.

Louis raised his sword again, and the fight began again.

Not only that, in the same place, Duke Marchel was also engaged in a serious fight with an endless army of demons.

They are strong, have two small horns on their heads. With red eyes Blood red, and the body's resilience cannot be underestimated. With the mucus smelling rancid when they were successfully injured.

Despite that, Duke Marchel can quickly find their weakness.The heart, is the most important core of organ structure in the human body. And that also applies to this herd of demons.

By sticking sharp objects right into their hearts, then the demons would die with a very fishy smell of mucus.

"Damn it! They're a lot of." Abigail was upset. "And it stinks,iuuhh." He said while cleaning the part of his shoulder that was exposed to blood from the demons he managed to paralyze.

"Be quiet, boy! And just do your job!" Duke Marchel said.

How not? That man from the beginning of the fight, has complained a lot. His noisy mouth could not stand still. Keep talking and commenting non-stop, not thinking about how their condition and situation are. Making Duke Marchel really almost out of patience.

"Hey, sir! Look, look at me! Tell me what you see?" Abigail said while still slashing the heads of the demons in front of her.

With an exasperated and annoyed feeling, he looked at Duke Marchel with both hands at his waist. How not? either unlucky or lucky, he was instead placed with obnoxious people like Duke Marchel, King Morgan, or the idiot Marquis Steven.

Only he is sane here. And talking is one way to keep him from going crazy. Moreover, his emotions were so overflowing when he saw those annoying demons.

"Noisy boy." Duke Marchel replied as he continued to swing his sword eyes.

"Hey, sir! Please take care of your talk! I'm not a KID! Ah, what a shame my fate is. Why should I be caught between these strange humans and demons like you. Only I'm sane here, I can't keep going with them. Why don't you just take me when you want to go lady cas-"

Abigail's words came to a halt when an arrow scratched her cheek, then stuck something behind her. Abigail who was unprepared, was of course surprised. His body instantly came to a stiff halt, with two bulging eyeballs, staring resentfully at the perpetrator.

"You're too noisy, boy, look around you." Marquis Steven smiled disdainfully from on his horse, then left with a bow in his hand.

"Damn it! They're really shitty." Um Abigail was upset, then back to attack the demon monsters. "I hope this war is over soon! Ahh... I really miss your embrace." His words were stirring with irritated lips.

While Duke Marchel, he had only watched the two idiots debate, without the slightest comment.

He began to separate himself from Abigail and the others. Right now, his goal is to find Duke Herli, his father.

Duke Marchel examines the circumstances surrounding. While continuing to slash at the demons that were bothering him, he continued walking away. Looking for where the hideout used by the devil was as a place of confinement for his father.

Far enough away Duke Marchel walked, he finally found a castle near the shore. The castle is guarded by demons that look different from the demons in the war.

It seemed like they were stronger than the demons from earlier. With a larger body, it was equipped with a pair of black wings and a higher horn.

This strengthened Duke Marchel's conjecture, if Duke Herli was to be hidden in this castle. An empty castle, it can't possibly be heavily guarded, if there isn't something valuable in it isn't it? Well, unless it's a trap.

Duke Marchel walked around so as not to be caught. Duke Marchel went back into hiding as a guard was seen walking towards him.

Then walk back, when you see the situation is safe. But it did not last long, when again Duke Marchel had to hide when a demon passed by. And it repeated itself several times, making Duke Marchel feel annoyed.

"Damn! I can't keep going like this. They walk too often. Looks like I'll have to find a way." Said Duke Marchel while returning to notice the situation outside of his hiding place.

After a long time of researching, Duke Marchel finally found a gap. Between the doors of this towering wall, there was a gap between the thickets.

Duke Marchel tried to enter through the thickets filled with thorny plants. Is slashing carefully and keep an eye on the surroundings.

After a long struggle with the bush, Duke Marchel finally managed to enter. Duke Marchel settles around the wall among the trees. Then, Duke Marchel decided to go from the back of the castle and twist.

Care is not too strict, but often. Well, the guards are just a few people. But the ones in charge of circling this area are too many. Duke Marchel held his breath as a guard managed to sit up with him.

With a quick movement, Duke Marchel immediately charged at the demon, then stabbed it right in the heart without causing the slightest commotion.

Duke Marchel easily got rid of the demon, because the demon was exactly like the demon they were actually fighting outside.

Duke Marchel hid the demon's corpse among the rose-filled pillars. Once it felt safe, Duke Marchel immediately left the place and headed to the back of the castle.

However, Duke Marchel's footsteps came to a halt as his two eyes flashed with both eyes that were extremely familiar and familiar to him.

"Damn it! traitor!" duke Marchel said with both hands clenched and eyes glaring perfectly. It looks so creepy.

Thousands of demon troops, it turned out, had gathered behind the castle, with someone he knew very well leading them. Them, trapped.