Chapter 449

After the Flame Demon King was forced into his true form, he lunged at Lin Moyu like lightning.

Chapter 418: Flame Demon King Dead, Two-Star God General

The Flame Demon King lunged over like a madman.

Although his figure was thin and small, Lin Moyu did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

After all, this was the true form of a Demon King; to say he wasn't powerful would be impossible.

The Lich General instantly blocked the front, and subsequently, a large number of Skeleton Archmages and Skeleton Marksmen surrounded Lin Moyu in a circle.

Corpses were simultaneously thrown above his own head and detonated.

Amidst the roar, the Flame Demon King's true form was sent flying.

Only then did Lin Moyu realize that his strength was no longer what it used to be.

When his outer shell was shattered, the Flame Demon King had lost the strength a Demon King should possess.

His Soul Fire flickered again, and the Flame Demon King's true form screamed incessantly; he stretched out his hands and spewed black flames.

At the same time, the Abyssal Fire in the sky was triggered, and large patches of fire rain crashed down like meteors.

Lin Moyu was expressionless. "There is no need to struggle anymore!"

The Skeleton Berserkers ignored the flames, rushed to the front of the Flame Demon King, and brought their axes down with a red glow.

Swish, swish, swish several times.

The Flame Demon King's hands and feet were severed simultaneously, and then the pair of small wings on his back were also slashed off.

The Flame Demon King fell to the ground, screaming, and completely lost the ability to struggle.

Lin Moyu said, "When you came here, and when your strength was suppressed, your death was already sealed."

The Flame Demon King continued to scream, "I don't believe it! You aren't even level 50, so why are you so powerful?"

Lin Moyu shook his head. "I have no need to explain it to you. Now, I will send you on your final journey."

"No, don't kill me!" the Flame Demon King screamed frantically.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! In exchange, I can tell you the secret of how I became a Demon King. If you let me go, I will never be your enemy again."

The Flame Demon King shrieked incessantly.

He wanted to live. He was a Demon King, and he possessed supreme power in the Abyss World.

He could enjoy the most wonderful life, and he could summon wind and rain in the Abyss World.

Lin Moyu shook his head. "I do not make deals with demons."

The Skeleton Berserkers had already raised their axes.

From beginning to end, Lin Moyu had stayed far away and had not stepped closer even once.

Moreover, he was protected by the Undead Legion in front, fearing that the Flame Demon King might attempt some kind of self-detonation.

He did not want to suffer an unexpected defeat.

From Lin Moyu's cold tone and the movements of the Skeleton Berserkers, the Flame Demon King saw Lin Moyu's determination to kill him.

He roared frantically again, "I Curse you with the soul of a Demon King! I Curse you to never be able to level up, I Curse your skills to be sealed, I Curse your health to decay, I Curse you…"

Following his words, thunder rumbled in the sky.

Curses broke through the constraints of time and space, one after another, descending upon Lin Moyu.

With every Curse that fell, the Flame Demon King's aura weakened a little.

He was sacrificing his soul, using his own soul to cast vicious Curses.

As the Curses descended one by one, Lin Moyu's entire body was enveloped in a dark, scarlet light.

However, Lin Moyu felt absolutely nothing.

His skills were not sealed, his health had not decayed, and his attributes had not changed in the slightest.

Lin Moyu immediately understood: it was his passive skill, Status Immunity.

It granted Immunity to all statuses, and a Curse was merely a type of status, so it was likewise immunized.

The Flame Demon King was still casting his Curses, sacrificing his soul.

He had no idea that his Curses had zero effect on Lin Moyu.

A dozen or so consecutive Curses had weakened his soul to the extreme.

"You are finished! The Curse I cast with my god-level soul cannot be dispelled by anyone unless there is a Super God."

"Although I cannot kill you, I will still destroy you completely."

"In your future life, you will inevitably remember my 'gift'."

The Flame Demon King laughed madly.

With these dozen or so Curses, even if Lin Moyu didn't die, he would become a cripple.

At this time, the skeletons moved aside, and Lin Moyu, enveloped in the Curse's light, walked in front of him.

"Your Curse is ineffective against me!" Lin Moyu said, striking at the demon's heart.

He didn't have to do this, but he did it anyway.

One sentence sent the Flame Demon King into hell.

Ineffective!

"Impossible, this is impossible!" The Flame Demon King screamed on the ground incessantly.

Lin Moyu's aura was indeed completely intact.

The light of the Curse flickered, shrouding Lin Moyu, but it had absolutely no effect on him.

The Flame Demon King was not only in despair, but his heart was dead.

His eyes were lifeless, and he muttered to himself, "Impossible, this is impossible!"

The goal had been achieved, and Lin Moyu smiled coldly. "It is time for you to go."

The [Strong Soldier] skill had 1 second remaining.

The Skeleton Berserkers swung their axes and brought them down on his head.

[Killed Flame Demon King, EXP +**]

[Killed Flame Demon King, General Star +1]

Lin Moyu was startled by the experience gained.

A full 90 billion experience points.

If converted into level 50 Dungeon monsters, it was equivalent to 45,000 of them.

His experience bar shot up by 50%.

It was roughly equal to the total experience gained from clearing the [Beast God Plateau] Dungeon once.

Lin Moyu thought, if he went to kill a few Abyss Demon Kings, would he be able to level up directly?

Although it was just wishful thinking, it was quite exciting to think about.

He was very clear that this time it was just good luck.

The Flame Demon King came here, and his strength was suppressed, leaving him with less than one-fifth of his usual power.

But even so, he had still killed him with great difficulty.

If he were really outside, he would be the one being killed.

After all, he was only level 48; how could he possibly compete with a Demon King?

Unless another Demon King came into the Dungeon to kill him, and it had to be one with similar strength to the Flame Demon King.

If a stronger Demon King came, even if his strength were suppressed, he would likely be the one to die.

Besides experience, there was also the General Star.

The military badge bloomed with brilliant light.

A second star appeared.

After becoming a One-Star God General, wanting to upgrade the star rank was no longer as simple as military merit.

It required killing an Abyss Demon King or a Dragon King from the Dragon race.

To go from a One-Star God General to a Two-Star God General required killing one Demon King or Dragon King.

If one wanted to become a Three-Star God General, one needed to kill two more.

A Four-Star God General needed to kill four more.

A Five-Star God General needed to kill eight more.

The further along, the harder it was to upgrade the star rank.

Bai Yiyuan had planted a soul mark on Lin Moyu back then, which lowered his star rank.

It was equivalent to missing the military merit of one Demon King, which he later made up for by killing a Dragon King of the Dragon race.

If Lin Moyu now wanted to go from a Two-Star God General to a Three-Star God General.

He would need to kill two more Demon Kings or Dragon Kings; the difficulty could be imagined.

After the Flame Demon King was killed, the Abyssal Fire also gradually extinguished.

However, the Dungeon's seal had not yet been lifted; it would still take some time.

"I wonder what the situation is like outside."

Lin Moyu muttered, beginning to summon skeletons to replenish the Undead Legion.

In this great battle, he had lost about 4,000 Skeleton Berserkers, and it would take over an hour to replenish them.

Moreover, the [Strong Soldier] skill was also on cooldown.

If there was a great battle outside, the [Strong Soldier] skill would be his greatest reliance.

…

In the Abyss World, fire rain suddenly began to fall everywhere.

The Abyssal Fire in the sky fell one after another, crashing onto the ground in large swathes.

The demons in the Abyss were stunned.

A demon exclaimed, "Abyssal Fire Rain! A Demon King has fallen."

"The fire rain is mainly concentrated in the Flame Demon King's territory. The Flame Demon King has fallen."

"What happened? How could the Flame Demon King fall?"

"Did the Human race come to attack?"

In the Succubus Queen's territory, the Succubus Queen stood on the balcony of her palace.

Her gaze pierced through time and space, looking into the distance.

Abyssal Fire rain was also falling in her territory, just not as heavily.

"Didn't that guy, the Flame Demon King, go to find Lin Moyu? How was he killed?"

"Who did he run into? Bai Yiyuan or Meng Anwen?"

"He really deserved it. Is the Human race's world so easy to go to? And he went in his true form; he deserved to be killed."

"However, the Demon Worshipping Society has suffered heavy losses these past few days; years of effort have gone to waste."

Not a trace of anger could be seen on the Succubus Queen's face.

Even though there were many of her people in the Demon Worshipping Society, to her, these people were just her lackeys.

She would not be angry because her lackeys were killed.

If one batch died, she could just get another batch to play with.

She stretched, just about to walk back into her palace.