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Chapter 1306 Chang Wei, save me!

"Chang Wei, save me!"

Esdeath's attempt to survive failed.

This is not to say that the Spartan demon race does not have the ability to survive.

On the contrary, they are born with strong recovery and regeneration abilities. Even when they are seriously injured and on the verge of death, they can rely on their tenacious vitality to stand up again and continue fighting.

However, this ability is like a mirage to Esdeath, out of reach.

It was not because the Spartan Demon's ability had failed, but because her own magic power had reached its limit after continuous fierce fighting and consumption.

Her body was like a shriveled fruit that had been squeezed dry, no longer able to release even the slightest bit of strength.

Black Rakshasa's pupils suddenly shrank, and before he could make any effective resistance, he felt as if the whole world was pressing down on his head.

Chang Wei's foot seemed to be stepping on it casually, but it felt like a huge weight, making this once rampant demon feel unprecedented fear and despair.

The demon's body trembled slightly, a tremor that came from the depths of his soul. His demonic energy overflowed, and he tried to break free from the invisible shackles, but it was in vain.

Black Rakshasa struggled and tried to escape from Chang Wei's feet, but no matter how hard he tried, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and his efforts were in vain.

Chang Wei's feet seemed to be connected to the earth, as solid as a mountain. No matter how Black Rakshasa struggled, he could not be shaken at all.

"Try more?"

As he spoke, Chang Wei's strength under his feet increased a bit, and the Black Rakshasa's head made a subtle but clear cracking sound, which was a sign of the simultaneous collapse of bones and magic power.

Esdeath managed to stand firmly, her gaze shifted from the Black Rakshasa under Chang Wei's feet to Chang Wei with a complicated look.

In the past, she was like a queen in ice, proud and cold. Even when facing desperate situations, she could always hide the turmoil in her heart with a sneer.

But at this moment, there was a hint of tenderness in her eyes, an emotion that she had never thought would appear in her life - dependence.

This emotion is like a flower that blooms inadvertently in spring. Although it is inconspicuous, it quietly changes her mood.

Under the dominance of Chang Wei, this cruel, bloodthirsty and warlike queen seemed to have gradually lost her former edge and became weak and dependent.

She even began to learn to seek help when faced with difficulties, which was something she could never imagine doing before.

"I……"

Esdeath's voice was a little hoarse, and she coughed a few times, and it seemed that even speaking had become difficult. She finally realized that since Chang Wei appeared, she had changed unconsciously.

All the pride and confidence that he once had seemed to become less important when facing Chang Wei.

She began to learn to seek help when faced with difficulties. This change was both strange and familiar to her. It made her feel uneasy, but also filled her heart with an unprecedented warmth.

This feeling is like a ray of sunshine in winter. Although weak, it is enough to warm the heart.

"No, now, I want to see him die in your hands."

Esdeath forced a smile, which contained both determination and a subtle tenderness. Her words expressed her trust in Chang Wei and acknowledged her deep reliance on him.

Chang Wei tilted his head slightly, his eyes gently sweeping over Esdeath. There were no words, but his understanding and support were clearly conveyed.

He turned to look at the black Rakshasa under his feet: "You heard it, so you are dead, and even Sakyamuni can't save you, I said!"

Black Rakshasa's heart was filled with resentment and anger. He had never thought that he would end up like this.

Even when facing the legendary supreme Sakyamuni, He, the self-proclaimed overlord of the demon world, always maintained an unshakable self-confidence.

In His eyes, even the Five Finger Mountain that once made Sun Wukong surrender was just a mortal object, not enough to restrain His unruly soul.

What's more, at this moment, he was being stepped on by a seemingly ordinary human being - Chang Wei.

This was simply a great insult to His supreme majesty. His demonic energy surged like a river bursting its banks, and he vowed to completely devour this ant that dared to challenge him.

However, reality dealt him a heavy blow in an almost mocking manner. His evil spirit swept towards Chang Wei like a raging wave, and the evil spirit contained endless resentment and darkness, enough to scare any living being.

However, the moment these evil spirits touched Chang Wei's body, they seemed to encounter an invisible barrier. Not only did they fail to erode Chang Wei as they wished, but instead, they seemed to be pulled by some unknown force and began to dissipate rapidly, as if they were sucked into a bottomless abyss.

At this moment, Chang Wei's body seemed to have turned into a strange vortex. Any evil spirit that touched his body, no matter how violent, would be assimilated by an indescribable mysterious force and turned into nothingness in an instant.

This ability is neither a simple defense nor a simple absorption, but a deeper transformation, as if Chang Wei's body is a cosmic filter that can purify all evil and darkness.

Black Rakshasa, the once powerful and tyrannical demon, was now horrified to find that he was unable to control the demonic energy that had been released.

Those evil spirits seemed to be firmly locked in Chang Wei's body, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not recall them.

At this critical moment, Ji Dian rushed over, rolling and crawling.

His face was full of anxiety and tension, and he held the Six-Syllable Mantra tightly in his hand.

Ji Dian plans to take this opportunity to stick the talisman on Black Rakshasa's body and seal him completely to prevent him from continuing to wreak havoc on the world.

However, Chang Wei's actions were faster than Ji Dian's.

He exerted force suddenly, and the head of the black Rakshasa under his feet exploded instantly like a watermelon hit by a huge hammer.

The bright red blood and the black evil spirit intertwined together, forming a weird and bloody picture, which splashed all over Chang Wei's trouser legs.

Black Rakshasa's body collapsed to the ground, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally went out completely. At this moment, the fire of his life was completely extinguished, and his former glory and pride also vanished.

However, this was not the end. Black Rakshasa's body began to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was being swallowed and absorbed by Chang Wei's body.

This kind of devouring and absorption is not a simple physical devouring, but it directly erases any traces left by the Black Rakshasa in this world and completely eliminates it from the source.

Even if Black Rakshasa possessed the ability of immortality, it was completely gone at this moment, turning into nothing.

(End of this chapter)