Chapter 234: Chapter 228 The Angry Dwarf

And its demonic servants were naturally no match for Lancelot and the others. The Human Knight, wielding his treasured sword, Frostslash, with sword aura extending up to ten feet as it ebbed and flowed, needed only a simple swing to send a mass of severed limbs and fresh blood flying, leaving any demon within reach either dead or injured. Behind him, Kalalin and Alamir were bombarding the enemy with large-scale destruction magic and Divine Arts, the Succubus Paladin stood guard by their side, while Koula and little Isha roamed the outskirts of the battlefield, finishing off the severely wounded.

Their ferocious battle had but one goal, to provide cover for the Dwarf. In the previous fight with the Giant Skull Demon, Bruto had sustained the most terrible loss–all of his beard. This made him disregard all other foes and head straight for the Giant Skull Demon.

The chaotic scene prevented the monster from noticing the fast-approaching Dwarf in time. By the time it realized the threat, Bruto had already closed in sufficiently.

The Dwarf hurled the Magic Warhammer that his father had made for him. As the hammer flew through the air, it emitted a terrible screech, filled with the Dwarf’s rage over his beard having been destroyed. However, an unexpected scene occurred: the hammer smashed directly into the Giant Skull Demon’s exposed, swollen brain tissue on top of its head, but it failed to cause the anticipated damage.

The impacted area indented deeply, then sprang back up, flinging Bruto’s hammer aside. Although the monster’s brain was unprotected by a skull, it was incredibly soft, with an outer layer that was surprisingly resilient, making it difficult for blunt force attacks to inflict effective damage.

At the same time, the monster’s counterattack came. An animated iron chain rose from the ground and lashed brutally against the stunned Dwarf, sending him flying through the air.

“Bruto!” Lancelot called out anxiously, ready to rush over to help.

“I’m fine!” the Dwarf sprang up from the ground, “Let me handle this!”

Another metal chain whipped toward him, striking his Shield with great force and flinging it away. However, it was Bruto’s intention to do so; after using his Shield to absorb most of the force from the whip-like strike, he lunged forward and tightly grasped the tentacle-like animated chain in his arms.

“Hey! Gotcha now!!”

Without another word, the Dwarf turned and ran, dragging the chain behind him. The Giant Skull Demon’s massive head had fixtures for anchoring the chains, and the chain Bruto had grasped was tied near the Giant Skull Demon’s ear. With the Dwarf suddenly taking off, its body, floating midair, was yanked sideways, eliciting a pained grumble.

“Bruto! Watch out!”

Lancelot shouted loudly. The Giant Skull Demon extended several more chains, whooshing towards the Dwarf. Bruto let out a piercing scream, but still clutched the chain tightly, continuing to charge forward desperately.

The Giant Skull Demon had two chains on its lower jaw, and one near each ear, a total of four chains tied to its blasphemous body. Since all of the chains were roughly the same length and Lancelot’s vines were gripping its lower body tightly, the heavy iron chains could only hit the ground behind the Dwarf, doing nothing to Bruto.

“Wahaha! Can’t touch this!” Realizing his strategic advantage, the Dwarf cheered and pulled even harder in his effort to drag the creature forward.

The Giant Skull Demon’s chains tried frantically to hit the Dwarf dragging it, but Bruto pulled the chain taut, nearly straight, and the vines summoned by Lancelot clamped down on its lower body like pincers. No matter how the demon tried, it simply couldn’t injure the Dwarf.

Realizing he could pull no more, Bruto’s mind flashed with an inspiration, and he suddenly started spinning around in circles, using the Giant Skull Demon as the pivot.

As the Dwarf ran, the Giant Skull Demon’s massive head was forced to roll on the ground. Meanwhile, Lancelot increased the output of True Yuan, making the vines that entangled the Giant Skull Demon’s lower body even thicker and stiffer, effectively nailing it to its spot. As Bruto spun around, the Demon’s lower half became twisted tighter, like a wrung-out towel, and its wails made the entire hall tremble.

Suddenly, a deafening voice resonated in everyone’s minds at once, a direct product of the Giant Skull Demon’s sensory ability. It ordered them to surrender immediately, or face countless horrific tortures and torments.

The voice was so confident, so convincing, that had Bruto not been dragging its body back and forth on the ground like a broken balloon, perhaps someone might have believed it. But having already dealt with all the Demonic minions, they were cheering for the Dwarf, unphased by the Demon’s attempts to scare them.

Seeing threats ineffective, the Giant Skull Demon began to tempt them. It showed them visions of a glorious future under its lead, where they would conquer the entire Abyss, with countless Demons and humans kneeling before them, presenting endless wealth, precious gifts, and beautiful mates.

Unfortunately, this had no allure for them. None of them had ever dreamt of conquering the Abyss — that was far too insane and foolish, a thought that could only attract a Demon.

The Giant Skull Demon then tried to plead, promising to serve them wholeheartedly. With its power to sculpt flesh, it could grant them all unfathomably strong bodies, so formidable even the Barlow Flame Demon would kneel…

It couldn’t go on, partly because it was an exaggeration, and partly because Bruto had twisted it to its limit, causing the ancient Obyrith Demon to nearly lose consciousness from the pain.

Bruto’s face had turned beet red, his muscles bulging as if they were inflated, but even with all his strength, he could not turn it any further.

“Kalalin…” the Dwarf gasped with difficulty, “help me!”

The Scholar hesitated for a moment but quickly understood the Dwarf’s intention. He pulled out a Magic Scroll, rapidly scanned the Arcane Runes, and activated the stored 2nd-level spell–Bull’s Strength.

A pale blue Magic Aura gathered in the Scholar’s hands, and he gently patted the Dwarf’s shoulder, infusing the effect of the Transformation System spell into him. Bruto powerfully exhaled two visible white columns of breath from his nostrils and roared out:

“Moo!!!”

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The crowd almost laughed their breath away, but the intensely focused Dwarf didn’t notice his surroundings. His strength surged, and he advanced several steps, pulling on the chain before stopping once again.

“Still… not enough!” the Dwarf’s eyes turned red as he called out without turning his head, “Give me… the one… that makes me bigger!”

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