They all call me master.

Chapter 759 White Bird III

A silent roar.

A violent heart.

Greedy soul.

Countless different kinds of flesh and blood, in an extremely deformed way, made up the snake-like appearance of 'Devourer' Imora at this moment - no, to be precise, it only roughly resembled a snake, but snakes would not have tumors, tentacles, and would not hang corpses outside their skin, like one gallows after another rising from the ground.

Whenever Imola traveled underground, the corpses on the gallows would emit screams that only those with spirituality could hear.

Waves of roaring attracted those with spirituality to come closer.

It makes the hearts of these spiritual beings become twisted.

finally?
Become food for Imola the Devourer.

Of course, Imola's favorite is the food brought by those strong ants.

Each one is so delicious, not only juicy, but also contains considerable power.

However, with the arrival of the ant holding a sword and calling himself a knight, everything changed!
That ridiculous ant actually tried to persuade Him!
It was still Him at that time!
It is sacred and inviolable!

A member of the Supreme Being!
So, it swallowed the other in one gulp, and then...

The opponent cut open his stomach, chopped off his body, and extinguished his divine fire...

He became it.

But there is not a day that goes by that it doesn't want to return to the cloud.

So, it lurks, waiting for its opportunity.

And it finally got the chance.

Mihaylo!

This latecomer!
Although it is just a latecomer, it still has a glimmer of trust in it - because this latecomer wants to return to the cloud more than it does, and has even become crazy.

Imola wanted to laugh at this.

It hasn't laughed for a long time, unless it really couldn't help it.

Even if He became it, He knew to stay away from the 'shadow'.

Not to mention the 'Temple in the Shadows'.

As a result, the latecomer went to the "Shadow" regardless of anything.

What a fool!
Hahaha!
Imola laughed twice underground, and the 2,427 corpses hanging on its body all made ugly and hoarse laughter.

Immediately, the soil beneath the earth rolled up.

then……

Become dry.

The earth was like flesh and blood, being devoured by these corpses.

This made Imola twist his body in dissatisfaction.

It doesn't eat these.

Although it is edible, it is not delicious.

It's going to be really delicious.

Only true deliciousness can make it return to the clouds.

So it sped up, from the hills outside the shallow port of Westrond to the inland river - of course, bypassing the necessary towns.

That holy sword tin still makes it tremble with fear.

Because it didn't understand why its devouring failed.

Therefore, it became cautious not only because it was seriously injured, but also because of the Holy Sword Can.

Although everyone thought that the other party was dead, died in the 'shadow', it did not think so. How could the Holy Sword Can, which could ignore its swallowing, fall in the 'shadow'?

impossible!

The slightly cold river water washed over its body.

It shook off the mud and sand on its body, revealing its reddish-brown skin.

And those corpses are prey to the fish that dare to approach.

In the most original way——

Open your mouth and bite!

The scarlet color drifted away with the river water.

The faint smell of blood brought back more memories of Imola.

For some unknown reason, countless memories that should have been forgotten appeared in Imola's soul.

Imola was extremely annoyed about this.

There were too many memories that it didn't want to recall, and even more that it had swallowed up long ago, but they still appeared, causing Imola to twist his body impatiently.

The huge body immediately made the water in this section of the river turbid. Fortunately, this abnormality only lasted for a moment.

After that, everything became normal.

And Imola no longer had any chance of escape.

Imola, when complete, understood the 'omen', but that 'omen' was shattered by the Holy Sword Knight's longsword.

Imola's body was also shattered.

At this moment in Imola, it is just a bad memory.

More?

there is none left!
The vast amount of flesh and blood squeezed the brain of this 'Devourer'.

It makes the other party fall into an indescribable state of indigestion.

In this state, no matter how much it eats, it cannot satisfy this "devourer". It only knows to keep eating, and only by eating can it satisfy its instincts.

Waiting all night!
The prey appeared!
Imola was excited when he saw the big white ship.

Its intuition told it that as long as it ate the person on the boat, it might really be able to return to the clouds.

So, without any hesitation, Imola took action.

The unique aura of the 'Devourer' enveloped the scene.

Suddenly, the ants lost their ability to resist.

only……

Why is the prey okay?
Across the inland water, Imola stared at the black prey on the bow, but he didn't notice any clues from the other's eyes or expression.

This made it uneasy and even more angry.

The uneasiness came from those bad memories - in those memories, it faced the Holy Sword Knight.

Likewise, anger comes from there.

'who do you think You Are?!'

Roaring in his heart, the Devourer 'Imora' opened his huge mouth.

Endless suction appeared at the bottom of the inland river.

Immediately, a super-giant vortex appeared.

The water in the inland river was turning rapidly.

More importantly, the huge suction force formed a hurricane.

A hurricane that barrels straight into the maw of Imora the Devourer.

“Be my nourishment!”

Imola yelled.

This goes against its hunting habits for more than two hundred years. Since the Silver Age, Imola's hunting has become more silent and cunning.

This kind of uncharacteristic predation is naturally because...

disturbed!

The growing sense of uneasiness hit Imola's soul more fiercely than the river water.

It doesn't want to admit it.

But I have to admit it.

As the black figure on the bow raised his hand, it seemed to really see the shadow of the Holy Sword Iron Can.

The other party was also so calm and composed when he swung his sword.

as well as……

Go ahead!

Indestructible!

hum!
The sword blade trembled and the birds chirped.

The moment the giant white bird appeared behind the black figure, Imola turned around and ran away without thinking.

This kind of swordsmanship!

It’s the tin can!
He is back!
He returned from the 'shadow'!
Fear caused the huge body to stagnate, and then it began to tremble, and the broken soul even trembled as if it could not bear the burden.

"Icarus!"

The ferocious howl resounded around the inner river, but the next moment—

Sword light passed by.

everything,
become silent.

(End of this chapter)