Funeral, what should I do if I reincarnate as a demon?

Flying in the sky, overlooking the land below, at the edge of the border, several villages in the country of Saliela have been engulfed in flames.

The burned houses, only the ruins were left, groaning in pain in the flames.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of burning and the disgusting stench of corpses. There were many corpses lying around near the burned houses. It was not difficult to imagine how inhumanely the residents were treated. There were even scouts chasing the fleeing villagers.

Their screams and cries for help continued to echo in the air, but... most of the lord's soldiers were summoned to some camps in the rear, and the rest were guarding the core town of the Galen family's territory.

Therefore, it was impossible for reinforcements to appear. This was a doomed death, but...

A layer of ice rain suddenly fell from the sky.

The dense icicles falling from the sky instantly turned the group of scouts on horseback who were laughing wildly into sieves and died.

Then, Ash flew to the sky above the vanguard like a gust of wind.

He looked grim, and slowly raised his hand. In an instant, thousands of golden swords emitting brilliant light appeared out of thin air.

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At this time, under the ground, the soldiers who were setting up camp and planning to take a rest did not realize that the shadow of death was quietly approaching.

The moonlight sprinkled on the ground like water, reflecting a peaceful scene.

However, it did not take too long. On this seemingly peaceful night, the soldiers suddenly found that under the bright moonlight, dense and strange reflective points appeared at some point.

These reflective points were like the stars in the night sky, densely covering the entire sky, flashing with strange golden light.

The next moment, a terrifying scene came.

The dense golden swords like raindrops, with the whistling sound of the wind, like a raging waterfall, cut through the silent night sky.

The soldiers who were still laughing wildly and slaughtering foreign pagans wantonly were instantly shrouded in fear.

They stared with wide eyes, looking at the falling death swords in the sky with horror, but they didn't have time to react. The blades pierced their bodies like sharp arrows, mercilessly nailing everyone to the ground in this round of volleys.

Blood splashed like a fountain, dyeing the earth red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The originally noisy camp was completely shrouded in deathly silence in just a breath, gloomy and terrifying.

After dealing with the scouts and the vanguard, Ash lowered the flight altitude slightly and scanned the messy camp below.

Although he had thought about directly beheading the man behind the scenes to end the dispute, but... now thinking about it, it was really too troublesome! Just get rid of the invaders directly, otherwise he would have to manage the country later, wouldn't that add burden to himself?

So he just raised his hand slightly, and the ground began to tremble violently.

Under the surface, countless huge rocks gathered together as if summoned by some mysterious power. They squeezed and merged with each other, turning into three huge rock balls like mountains, and followed Ash closely, and followed him back into the sky.

Soon, Ash arrived at the rear, above the coalition troops that were resting after a rapid march.

This was a coalition composed of three parties: Oz, Liankeshandu Empire, and Saint Areus Theocracy.

The purple uniforms were exclusive to the soldiers of Oz, the red uniforms were the troops of Liankeshandu Empire, and there were soldiers wearing the uniforms of Saint Areus Theocracy, who held high the flags symbolizing faith.

Just like the soldiers of Galen Territory, this coalition also held a fanatical belief and was ready to massacre the entire Galen Territory and this pagan country.

The three-party coalition had a large number of people, densely covering the entire plain, and the scene was filled with a dangerous atmosphere that was no different from a total war.

The three commanders of the coalition were all experienced warriors. They were keenly aware of the disturbing magical fluctuations in the air and subconsciously looked up at the sky, but could only see three dark dots in the dim moonlight.

Those three dots stood out in the deep blue night sky, like the eyes of a demon hidden in the darkness.

".... Is it a flying monster? Or a dragon?"

The generals gathered together and guessed secretly, their brows furrowed, and an ominous premonition surged in their hearts.

The three black dots became bigger and bigger as they thought, like three expanding black giant nets, covering the coalition.

It didn't take long for the three black dots to grow so big that they were frightening. The huge outlines gradually became clear, and it was not known whether it was due to air friction or the magic of fire that gradually turned into three meteorites burning with blazing flames!

"——Retreat, retreat!! Retreat quickly!!"

A general noticed something was wrong and shouted at the top of his lungs. His voice was particularly harsh in the chaotic crowd.

The soldiers who also noticed the problem began to flee in panic without him even saying anything. The originally neat resting formation instantly became chaotic.

"No! Disperse! Disperse quickly!!"

Another general waved his weapon and tried to command the soldiers to disperse to reduce casualties.

However, in the face of this sudden natural disaster, everything seemed so futile.

The three meteorites approached at high speed, like a catastrophe sent down from heaven, carrying terrifying energy and approaching rapidly.

They cut through the air, making a terrifying whistling sound.

The flames burning around the meteorites, like the tentacles of a demon, continued to extend outward, and wherever they went, the air was burned and twisted.

The troops on the ground fell into a desperate chaos in an instant.

The soldiers pushed and trampled each other, and some were squeezed to the ground by the panicked crowd. Before they could get up, they were stepped on by the people rushing up from behind, making a shrill scream.

The war horses were frightened, neighing wildly, breaking free from the reins and running around, further exacerbating the chaotic situation.

Some magicians tried to use magic to resist the attack of the meteorites, but their attacks were like ants trying to shake a tree in the face of this huge natural disaster, meaningless.

Some people even realized that they could not escape at all and were powerless to resist this disaster. Their eyes were filled with despair and fear. They even began to kneel down and pray, hoping that the goddess could save them, but... the goddess seemed to have abandoned these people who committed crimes.

Finally, the first meteorite fell with a bang, and all the despair began.

It was like a bomb from the depths of the universe, exploding in the coalition team.

Boom--! ! ! !

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the huge impact force spread to the surroundings, forming circles of shock wave rings visible to the naked eye.

These rings were centered on the meteorite impact point and swept in all directions like surging waves.

The soldiers who were the first to bear the brunt disappeared directly, and those who were slightly closer were instantly torn into pieces, and their limbs and blood were splashed far away under the action of the shock wave.

Tents, weapons, food and other supplies were all swept into the air, and then turned into dust under the ravages of the shock wave.

Wherever the shock wave reached, people and objects were mercilessly thrown into the air, and then fell heavily, smashed to pieces.

The smoke and dust formed a huge mushroom cloud under the impact, and it went straight into the sky, covering the sky and the moon, and shrouded the entire battlefield in darkness and terror.

Then, the second and third meteorites fell one after another.

They were like two angry beasts, wreaking havoc in the coalition forces, and the earth was smashed into a huge deep pit. The ground was also directly lifted up, and a huge "tsunami" was formed with the shock wave, sweeping around.

The smoke and dust covering the sky and the moon on the ground, at this moment, was like a dark fog pouring out from the abyss of hell, spreading further.

The coalition soldiers' vision was completely blocked. They ran and shouted blindly in the dark, but could not find any direction to escape.

Under this continuous attack, the coalition forces completely collapsed before the war officially started.

The smoke and dust that rose to the sky, the flames that spread everywhere, the smoke and dust, countless wails, screams of resentment, and cries of despair, made the entire battlefield look like hell on earth, with scenes of death and destruction everywhere.

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Faced with this kind of terror and despair that could not be described in words, the balance of the war instantly tilted to an irreversible situation.

Before even seeing the enemy, the battle had ended in a tragic and desperate way.

The Pope, who led the war and watched the battle on a distant hill, the old man, also felt the fear that seemed to penetrate his bones at this moment.

He was even ready to send someone to secretly kill the arrogant messenger when he was not killed by the people of Galen, and then use this as an excuse to wipe out the Goddess Church and control everything in his own hands.

But at this moment, he stood on the top of the mountain, watching his soldiers being ruthlessly ravaged by the power that humans could never resist. They were as fragile as ants, but he only felt a deep powerlessness like the end of the world.

"This can't be called a war at all... Who did it? Lady Ariel? No, she is not good at magic at all, a manager? Why is it like this..."

The Pope muttered to himself, his voice trembling in the wind.

His turbid eyes were full of fear and confusion, trying to find an answer in this chaotic and terrifying situation, but found nothing.

The Oz country coalition originally had 53,000 people, but now it is difficult to find even one-fifth of the survivors.

The tragic scene, like a sharp knife, pierced the Pope's heart fiercely, making his already old face seem much older at this moment.

The chief priests and guards around him were also affected by the desperate atmosphere. Their faces were ashen, and their eyes were full of fear and helplessness.

Among them, the young boy wearing armor that was larger than his body - the second prince of the Kingdom of Anareto, the contemporary hero Julius Sagan Anarede, could not be thankful that he had not yet joined the war.

His young face was distorted by fear, his feet trembled uncontrollably, and his mind kept replaying the previous doomsday scene. Every scene was like a nightmare that tightly entangled him and made him unable to get rid of it.

But at this moment, they saw a strange figure slowly falling from mid-air, like the arrival of the god of death, and fell in front of them.

The figure brought a suffocating sense of oppression, making the surrounding air seem to freeze.

Seeing this, the frightened guards subconsciously clenched their swords and slowly surrounded them.

Although their movements seemed firm, their slightly trembling hands and the beads of sweat on their foreheads revealed the fear deep in their hearts.

However, Jun Yayangxiu only waved his hand lightly, and an invisible and powerful force burst out like a surging wave.

The soldiers of the Pope's Guard flew back at a faster speed like leaves swept by the wind, fell heavily to the ground, groaned in pain, and the weapons in their hands were scattered all over the ground.

"Identification... What?! Level... 103? Demon?! Original Demon?!" Dustin, the Pope of the Word of God, quietly took out a full-level identification stone. When he looked at the identification result, a trace of extreme shock flashed in his eyes.

The race name and the astonishing level displayed on it made his hands tremble slightly, and he could hardly hold the identification stone.

More Pope Guards surrounded him from all directions. They were the most elite forces of the Word of God Church, famous for their refinement and strength.

But at this time, their faces were already full of fear and despair, because they had guessed that the calamity-like attack was caused by the person in front of them, and they could even clearly feel that there was an insurmountable gap between them and the other party, and the overwhelming disadvantage they were in.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Pope! Please run away quickly...!" The captain of the guard shouted loudly, suppressing his inner fear.

His solid faith made him still stick to the Pope at this desperate moment, and he did not choose to run away alone.

His eyes were fixed on Ash, and although the sword in his hand was trembling slightly, he was firmly across in front of him, ready to meet the upcoming attack.

But the Pope knew how meaningless it was to escape at this moment.

He looked at everything in front of him, his heart full of bitterness, and he just shook his head slowly with despair, not intending to struggle in vain.

"You are good, you didn't run away, let me praise you for a moment, and..." Ash walked forward slowly, every step seemed to step on the hearts of the people, making their fear more intense.

The soldiers of the Pope's Guard subconsciously moved back in fear, their bodies seemed to be out of their control, and even their faith began to waver in front of this monster that seemed to be despair itself, like a group of frightened sheep, automatically making way for Ash.

But Ash still praised the loyalty of the guards, and then turned his eyes and noticed the child with the title of brave, showing a playful smile: "Your sword is shaking, do you still want to kill people with this kind of sword?"

"I, I!" Julius wanted to refute, but the voice squeezed out of his throat seemed so weak, and the tip of the sword was shaking violently, completely out of his control.

However, Ash had no interest in this hero. He smiled indifferently and looked at the Pope.

So what if I was reborn as a spider: Chapter 9 The worst of humans·The real dragon appears·Instant kill of the tribe leader·Spider Girl

According to the information Ash obtained, the heroes in this world are generally not very strong... They are not the strongest demon kings of all generations like Ariel. Even under normal circumstances, heroes are basically weaker than demon kings.

Because of this, the title of hero is also a plug-in, and it is an official plug-in guaranteed by the system.

When you have the title of hero, you can get many special treatments, but the most useful one is its hidden ability to kill the demon king.

After all, the demon king is selected from the demon clan, and the demon clan not only has stronger ability values ​​than the human race, but also has a longer lifespan, which makes the demon king always stronger than the hero, and the hero can even be said to have no chance of winning.

In order to balance the two and create more interesting scenes, this plug-in is also available.

That is to say, no matter how powerful the demon king is, the hero can exert a fighting power that is not inferior to that demon king.

But he is not the demon king.... then there is no problem, so the hero cannot pose any threat to him at all.

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In this battlefield that seems like the end of the world, Julius looked at the unprecedented enemy in front of him, and the faith that was originally as solid as a rock in his heart began to waver.

Ash was like a demon god walking out of a myth, exuding a suffocating and powerful aura. Just standing there, the air around him seemed to solidify.

He tried to outline the scene of himself defeating the opponent in his mind, but... every attempt was like chasing an illusory light in the dark, and he couldn't imagine what the scene would be like.

When he was a child, his mother often told him heroic stories with heroes as the protagonists in her gentle voice, which made him very obsessed with those stories.

Especially when his mother told him the heroic deeds based on real heroes, he couldn't help but regard them as idols in his heart.

They fight against evil and help the weak, and they are righteous, which makes him yearn for them. Now... he never thought that he would actually become a hero, but with the encouragement of his mother, he is determined to be as strong and gentle as the heroes in the book, and to have justice in his heart and never tolerate any evil.

But the first enemy he encountered was stronger than he could imagine.

Even if he fought back, he would only be unilaterally ravaged, which made him waver.

Just looking at Ash who ignored him, he could not help but feel powerless. He began to doubt his ability and determination, and even began to wonder if there was really a high wall that could not be crossed.

But his mother's words and smile made him take a deep breath and try to calm himself down. Although his legs were shaking constantly, he still used his still slightly immature body to block between the Pope and Ash, pointing the shaking sword at him:

"——I...can't retreat! I will never kill anyone, my sword is for protection...so I absolutely cannot...allow...!"

"...Wait a minute, maybe you think I'm a bad person? Although I can't deny this, is the old man behind you good?"