Chapter 3038 Real Demons

Chapter 3038 Real Demons

Three heads flew into the skies. Each one of their faces was marred with shock as though they couldn't even believe what had just happened.

They couldn't even last a single exchange with Aina. The gap between them was so impossibly large that it couldn't be fathomed. Plus, they weren't close-range experts to begin with. The Fawkes were all Dream Force experts.

But that was what made it all the more amusing. They were Dream Force experts, and yet they couldn't sense Leonel's killing intent.

Maybe it was fine if they couldn't sense Leonel's. In fact, maybe they had sensed it and just ignored it because they couldn't be bothered to care about a "weakling" like him.

But to be unable to react to Aina's movement just went to show how ridiculous they were.

They couldn't hold a candle to her whether that be in strength or prying away her love, and yet they wanted to steal her from him? What kind of sick joke was that? Who did they think they were?

Plop. Plop. Plop.

The three dull sounds of heads hitting the pavement and blood spurting echoed in the silence.

Nilrem sighed. "You shouldn't have done that."

Aina had already returned to Leonel's side as though nothing had happened. In fact, she would be fine with the skies falling if it meant that she could be with Leonel.

The only reason she hadn't killed these people before was because they were Leonel's family. But if Leonel didn't care about this, then why should she? She didn't even hesitate, and she was swift and ruthless.

As for the battlefield, she cared even less. The only reason she had joined in the first place was because sitting by Leonel's side, anxiously waiting for him to wake up, wasn't helping her at all. Plus, it was a chance to vent her hatred onto the Four Great Families, so why not take the opportunity?

But now that Leonel was awake, none of that mattered anymore. She had already decided long ago that Leonel was more important to her than revenge. If Leonel didn't want her to go to the battlefield, she wouldn't. It was that simple to her.

"Why not?" Leonel asked casually.

Leonel grinned and pointed to a finger sleeve on his wife's finger.

"I hear the Segmented Cube is nice and cozy. Why don't you have a look?"

"You little shit..." Nilrem was speechless.

Leonel's laughter echoed, but it sounded like the bells of a demon in Nilrem's ears.

...

Leonel placed the last head on a pike, then pulled out a thin piece of rotting wood that was about two or so meters in length.

A flame appeared on his fingers, then he began to write.

Aina stood to the side, covering her mouth and trying not to laugh any harder than she already was.

After Leonel was finished, he took a few steps back then began to admire his handiwork.

He nodded to himself. "Not bad. Not bad."

The sign read:

'Here lie three scum of the Earth. Known for their dirty deeds and attempts at wife stealing, the Heavens have decided to punish them. I can only say that I, Merlin, am as broad as the Heavens and magnanimous as the clouds. Do not thank me for my actions; you may worship me instead.'

The pair of husband and wife stood there laughing together. It should have been an eerie sight, three heads pierced through their fleshly necks. And yet, the two didn't seem to mind it or the scent of blood.

From a third party's viewing angle, they truly did seem to be the real Demons in this situation.