Custom Made Demon King - Chapter 700

Chapter 700: Demon Sword Satan

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

It’s happening again! Again!

The night elves of the coalition army were frantically muttering these words in their heads. They didn’t know if Demon Osiris did it on purpose. Every time they saw the hope of victory appear, he would follow closely behind and then trample on the newly risen hope!

It was like this during the Battle of Mount Hyjal, and now it was like this in the War of Argus! The night elves hated this King of Despair…

It was impossible to retreat again. Since Osiris had appeared, it meant that the Burning Legion had not been completely defeated. As long as there was a commander of the Legion, the fleeing demons would quickly be regrouped. It was better to take this opportunity to defeat Osiris as well.

Therefore, when Tyrael’s Holy Light power poured onto the coalition army again and relieved their suffocating pressure, the coalition heroes made a judgment. They began to reorganize their army and prepare to fight the King of Despair.

We might not necessarily lose! The coalition warriors comforted themselves. They now had the Lightforged draenei and the help of Archangel Tyrael, so they might not necessarily lose!

While the coalition army was regrouping, Archangel Tyrael slowly flew to Roy.

“Long time no see, Tyrael!” Roy smiled while sizing up the three large pairs of light wings behind Tyrael. “I didn’t expect you to advance. It seems that your luck has improved after coming to this universe!”

Swish! Tyrael raised the Sword of Justice in his hand and pointed it at Roy from afar. Amid the sound of the sharp sword cutting through the air, he said solemnly, “Osiris, the culprit who destroyed the High Heavens! I said that one day, I will use the Sword of Justice in my hand to judge you personally!”

“Oh?” Roy smiled. “I thought you would say you came to save Auriel!”

“If I kill you, Auriel will naturally be saved!” Tyrael said coldly.

Roy turned his eyes slightly and looked at the coalition army of Azeroth below. They had already reorganized their formation and were ready for battle. At the same time, all kinds of coalition warriors riding flying monsters and the dragon army surrounded Roy. But Roy wasn’t worried at all. He slowly began to lower his altitude and fall toward the ground.

Seeing this, Tyrael could only land. After stepping on the ground, Roy stretched out his foot and kicked a pool of magma. Feeling the high temperature of the magma, he revealed a look of enjoyment.

“I didn’t expect it to feel comfortable…” Roy smiled at Julia and Benia. “When I was a frost demon, I never touched magma…”

Julia giggled while Benia looked around. “Yes, the environment here reminds me of my hometown in the Abyss…”

The current Argus had become a purgatory, but just as Benia said, this purgatory-like environment was really similar to the Abyss.

The three of them chatted among themselves and didn’t take Tyrael seriously. But Tyrael didn’t show any emotion at all, and the Sword of Justice in his hand was accumulating power.

Roy looked at the Sword of Justice becoming brighter and brighter. He tilted his head and thought for a moment. “Oh, right. It’s time for my new weapon to be born…”

Roy raised his right hand, pointed at the distant sky, curled his finger, and said loudly, “Demon sword, come!”

With Roy’s call, he looked up through the gaps in the clouds in the sky and saw a bright light suddenly erupt from Azeroth high above his head!

On Azeroth, the night elves who had stayed on Mount Hyjal heard a violent explosion coming from the top of Mount Hyjal. Then, amid the explosion, a rapid starlight shot out from where the World Tree Nordrassil was. This starlight was so fast that it had already broken through the atmosphere before anyone could react.

When it broke through the atmosphere, Azeroth’s planetary shield flashed. Then, with a crisp sound, this starlight broke through the blockade of the planetary shield, pierced a hole in the enormous barrier covering the planet, and rushed out.

The starlight flew into space and turned into a thick stream of light that flew straight toward Argus. After the rapid starlight entered Argus, under friction with the atmosphere, the starlight turned into a fireball that drew an arc in the sky and fell straight toward the ground!

Finally, with a loud bang, this meteor landed in front of Roy. The powerful force caused the entire planet of Argus to tremble.

This scene happened so fast that many people in the coalition army didn’t understand what was going on. From the moment Roy started summoning the demon sword to the meteor falling in front of him, only ten seconds had passed!

“That… that flew over from Azeroth?!”

“Am I seeing things?! How could it be so fast?!”

There was a commotion among the coalition soldiers. But before they could finish discussing, a powerful and terrifying energy suddenly appeared in everyone’s perception.

When the smoke and dust cleared, they saw a straight and black… sword inserted in front of the King of Despair Osiris!

It might not be appropriate to call it a sword because, no matter how they looked at it, it was only in the shape of a long bar. They couldn’t see any hilt. It was more like an iron bar. But the energy contained in this iron bar made everyone shudder.

Roy looked at the sword embryo in front of him in satisfaction and slowly stretched out his hand toward it. “Not bad. It took more than twenty thousand years to finally give birth to you!”

Before everyone could understand what Roy meant, his hand was already holding the end of the sword embryo. The next moment, under everyone’s gazes, the sword embryo began to transform!

Under Roy’s control, the sword embryo evolved a hilt and guard, and the blade began to take shape slowly. Not long after, a true demon sword was born in his hand…

It had a thick sword blade. From the tip of the sword to the front of the hilt, there were demon runes condensed from countless indescribable blood vessels. The runes shone with golden light and complemented the blood-red color of the blade. At the guard was a strange purple demon eyeball. The eyeball was moving around nimbly, as though it were spying on the world in front of it. On both sides of the guard were three pairs of raised wing-shaped blades, and the end of the hilt was bent at an acute angle, looking like the sickle of the Grim Reaper.

The moment Roy held it and poured his power into it, the entire demon sword underwent new changes. An ink-like mist appeared on the sword, and the glowing demon runes and demon eyeballs were faintly discernible under the mist.

This strange sword brought with it a very strong sense of oppression. Everyone facing this demon sword, including Tyrael, would unconsciously produce countless negative emotions such as fear, greed, selfishness, tyranny, regret, pain, and so on.

After realizing this, Tyrael gasped. He immediately realized the terrifying nature of this demon sword. It was a demon sword constructed by combining all the negative emotions of all intelligent life. This sword was the enemy of all intelligent life!

“W-what demon sword is this?!” Tyrael said in disbelief. “Didn’t you use a sword named Frostmourne?!”

Roy slowly raised the demon sword, rubbed it in front of him, and replied to Tyrael with a sinister smile, “Its name is… Satan!!!”

Boom! With Roy’s naming, Demon Sword Satan transmitted incomparable joy to Roy. At the same time, countless black lightning bolts appeared out of thin air in the sky. These lightning bolts struck the newly born demon sword in unison, and the shining black lightning illuminated the entire battlefield.

Lightning struck endlessly, as though a thunderstorm had erupted on all of Argus. But when these lightning bolts struck Demon Sword Satan, they couldn’t even cause a splash and were quickly absorbed.

Tyrael stared at the scene in front of him in a daze. He seemed to have thought of something and muttered to himself, “The Sword of Divine Punishment… the Sword of Misfortune…”

Only Benia and Julia were excited and fanatical. They had told Roy before that with his strength, he could already call himself Satan, but they didn’t expect him to name his new demon sword Satan!

What did this mean? It meant that ‘Satan’ could only be under Roy’s control!

After the lightning finally dissipated, and even the last trace of the fine electric light disappeared into the sword, Roy held Demon Sword Satan in one hand and called out to Tyrael with the other. “Come on. Don’t you want to complete your revenge?”

Tyrael hesitated. Although it was less than a second, he did hesitate. Although he had successfully crossed that obstacle with the help of the naaru and became a true Archangel, for some reason, his intuition still made him hesitate when facing Roy.

This hesitation represented that his original firm confidence had wavered…