บท 629: The demon war II

It was midnight as Kayden leaped from the forest with a boom. Cain barely kept up with him, "Can't he slow down a bit? Charging blindly like this."

…

A fair distance away, Takeshi screamed, swinging his Nodashi.

"MAKOTO!"

The demon's king body morphed into a gigantic massive of flesh, arms, mangled faces, mouths, and eyes. Absorbing all of his subordinates and the samurais fighting him, he evolved into a giant abomination named Hecatoncheires.

Each of the demon king's endless arms held a weapon. Swords, bows, crossbows, shields, axes, maces, and even warhammers, most of which were magical weapons.

The demon king's body flowed like water but had the consistency of adamantine, each of his arms swung at the same target simultaneously like the blades of a blender.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! Takeshi deflected each hit coming at him, dancing amid the dust and shattered ground.

"It's useless and useless! Human!" The demon king screamed, his voice sounding like thousands of people crying.