Hearing Loki's words, Zeta's speed suddenly doubled.
He moved at an extremely fast pace.
Suddenly appearing behind Loki, her sharp claws pierced Loki's heart from behind.
It is well-known that the heart has never been a weakness for the Round Table Knight.
Loki was no different.
He turned his body with extreme speed without hesitation.
A sword slash.
Zeta, who had been behind him, had already vanished.
The next second, a sharp pain shot through him.
Zeta had kicked off his symbol of manhood.
Though he could regenerate, the pain was real.
"What a pity, you've become a woman too!" Zeta mocked.
"You should know, this is the Sanctuary!"
With just a thought from Loki.
The Sanctuary began to provide Loki with magic power.
Loki clearly felt his strength growing exponentially.
His strength was already nearing that of the Round Table Knight's Second Seat.
"All the power of the Sanctuary comes from Diabolos the Demon; you simply don't know how powerful Diabolos the Demon is!"
Loki laughed loudly.
The next second, he retreated rapidly.
But his tongue was still cut off.
Zeta watched him with cold eyes.
"How can this be, your strength! You actually hid your power, this, this, this is impossible, how could your strength reach the level of the Three Heroes! You should know that the Three Heroes are... wait, you are a descendant of Lilith, the Beastkin Hero among the Three Heroes."
"Impossible, how could it be, how could a descendant perfectly activate their ancestor's bloodline! This has never happened in a thousand years!"
"Impossible!"
Loki roared, plunging his magic sword into the ground.
A terrifying cold burst forth.
Everything around him rapidly froze.
At this moment, as the bursting cold air vanished from its original spot.
He wasn't an idiot; the opponent's strength was on par with the Three Heroes. Only the Round Table Knight's First Seat could contend with her. Even if he merged the demon's right leg sealed in this Sanctuary with his body, he still couldn't defeat her.
Just as Loki was about to escape.
He encountered Olba.
Viscount Olba unhesitatingly pulled out bloodfang, the weapon Fenrir had used before.
He swung his sword at Loki.
"You traitor, you think you can fight me! You're courting death!"
Loki unhesitatingly swung his sword up.
Terrifying magic power collided.
Olba gained the upper hand with a slight advantage.
"How can you possibly, you've only lived for so long, how can you have such strength!" Loki shouted in disbelief.
Viscount Olba's magic sword advanced little by little, forcing Loki to slide back little by little.
"You simply don't understand the power of that Lord!"
"What do you, a greenhorn, know!"
"What do you know? That Lord's power surpasses Diabolos the Demon!"
"What!" Loki's eyes widened, unable to believe what he had heard.
At this moment, Zeta appeared and crushed Loki's head.
Blood splattered.
Even so, Zeta did not spare Loki's body.
She used her terrifying magic power to turn Loki's body into a bloody mist.
Loki, whose head had just been blown off, had indeed not died.
But his body was turned into a bloody mist, there was nothing he could do now, he was dead beyond dead.
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