Drake didn't pay attention to Meliodas' side; Hendrickson's magic power wasn't enough to defeat Meliodas right now.
If it wasn't for the rapid self-healing ability after becoming demonized being so disgusting, Meliodas would have ended the battle long ago.
Drake arrived in the battlefield, and flames turned into countless slender, long lines that extended out, piercing through the bodies of the monsters surrounding Stella and the others under his control.
When the fire lines were pulled out, each one had a bizarre creature skewered on it, precisely the Demon Clan seeds within the bodies of the New Generation.
The degree to which these New Generation had been eroded was far less than Del's, and the Demon Clan seeds had only parasitized in their bodies, without fusing.
So after Drake precisely extracted the Demon Clan seeds and burned them to ashes with flames, those New Generation also began to return to normal.
Nodding at Stella, Drake came to Ban's side, pulling him out of the battle.
"Your ability is more suitable for dealing with those berserk New Generation, leave this side to me!"
Ban heard Drake's words and nodded in agreement; his magic power could directly extract the Demon Clan seeds from the bodies of the New Generation, which was much more efficient than Drake.
Hendrickson didn't care that his opponent had changed; having obtained the power of the Demon Clan, he had become so arrogant that he didn't put anyone in his eyes.
Drake cracked his knuckles, saying, "Now all that's left is to defeat this guy, and our goal will be achieved!"
Meliodas nodded, saying, "That's right, but Hendrickson is difficult to deal with right now."
Drake glanced at Meliodas, saying, "He should only have the power of the Red Demon, the lowest existence in the Demon Clan."
Meliodas was silent; in his prime, he naturally wouldn't have put the servant-like Red Demon in his eyes. But for him right now, the Red Demon was indeed a formidable enemy.
And he could also hear Drake's implication; the prophesied Holy War was approaching. Since he had decided to end this battle that had stretched for three thousand years, then facing the Ten Commandments was inevitable.
But with his current strength, not to mention the Ten Commandments, even the Red Demon was so difficult, how was he supposed to sever the chains of this war, let alone undo the curse on himself and Elizabeth?
Just as the two fell silent, someone became displeased!
"You guys are looking down on me too much!" Hendrickson said angrily, directly charging towards Drake and throwing a punch.
Drake raised his eyelids impatiently, saying, "Why would I put you in my eyes!"
Saying this, Drake simply raised his palm and slapped him over.
Crack!
The sound of bones breaking was very clear, even Meliodas heard it. After Drake's slap landed on Hendrickson's fist, his entire arm bent into a bizarre angle.
Hendrickson retreated, and the black pattern moved to his arm, and after twitching a few times, his broken arm returned to normal.
Even with his arm restored, Hendrickson's expression was still quite gloomy.
"Just what are you?"
Drake picked at his ear; it seemed like other people had asked him this question many times. And his answer was...
"Just a passing traveler."
Hendrickson said coldly, "Then get out of here if you're not involved!"
Saying this, he drew a dagger, releasing his magic power.
Hendrickson's magic power was "Corrosion," a terrifying power that could even destroy souls.
After injecting magic power, that dagger directly turned into a long whip composed of purplish-black magic power.
However, that whip was wriggling like a tentacle, as if it were alive.
Without even a swinging motion, the magic power whip in Hendrickson's hand directly lashed out at Drake and Meliodas.
The two dodged at the same time, but that whip turned around in mid-air on its own, the sharp tip stabbing straight at Meliodas.
Meliodas used the shortsword and scabbard in his hand to block the incoming magic power whip.
Meliodas' arm bent, and he was sent flying back. And the magic power whip's momentum didn't decrease, continuing to stab at Drake.
Drake raised his hand, grabbing the incoming magic power whip. That magic power, which could corrode everything, had no effect on Drake at all.
Surging flames were released from Drake's palm, directly igniting the entire magic power whip.
Faced with the spreading flames, Hendrickson quickly cut off the input of magic power. And at this time, Meliodas also launched a fierce attack, swinging his shortsword and slashing over.
Hendrickson was directly sent flying, crashing into the castle behind him.
The outer wall of the castle directly collapsed, revealing the corpse of that bizarre creature inside.
That monster had reddish skin, was bloated all over, and had two short horns growing on its head.
Even if it was just a corpse being hung up by iron chains, this monster still exuded an ominous magic power aura.
This should be the Red Demon who had attacked the Fairy King's Forest, and had then been killed by Ban. And this place was Hendrickson's magic power research institute.
Drake looked at it carefully, no wonder the Demon Clan was ostracized by the other races; putting aside their power attributes, just their appearance was enough to make people uncomfortable.
"Hendrickson, what exactly have you done?"
The one who said this wasn't Drake or Meliodas, but Dreyfus, who had appeared from who knows where.
He looked at Hendrickson and the demon corpse with a "shocked" expression, saying as if he had just realized he had been deceived, "Is this what you meant by preparing for the Holy War?"
Hendrickson said with a sneer, "Don't act like you're so righteous, don't forget, you're the one who killed Zaratras!"
Dreyfus' body swayed for a moment, and then he said, "That's right, killing my brother is a sin that I can't shirk. But you, I must stop you here!"
Drake watched the two acting with a cold eye; he wanted to see just how far the two could act.
Dreyfus acted as if he wanted to atone for his sins with all his might, and used the Heavenly Han Piercing Prison Sword once again.
And Hendrickson just used his body to block it without dodging or evading.
It seemed that Dreyfus really hadn't shown any mercy; this one sword directly cleaved Hendrickson into the ground.
It wasn't that the power of this one sword was enough to shatter the earth, but that the ground underneath was originally empty.
Dreyfus panted for a while, and walked heavily to the king.
Kneeling on one knee, Dreyfus said with a painful tone, "Your Majesty, I was wrong! It wasn't the Seven Deadly Sins who killed the former Great Holy Knight Zaratras, it was me!
The sin of killing my brother, the sin of framing others, the sin of rebelling against the king, my sins are unforgivable; I am willing to accept whatever punishment you hand down."
King Baltra patted Slader, who was standing in front of him, on the shoulder, and at the same time, left Elizabeth's support and walked before Dreyfus.
"Dreyfus, just as you said, your sins cannot be forgiven, but the Kingdom of Liones still needs you right now.
I will not forgive you, let you atone for your sins with merit in the upcoming war!"
Dreyfus was in tears, looking as if he had truly repented from the bottom of his heart!
Drake really couldn't bear to watch any longer, but fortunately, he sensed the fluctuations of magic power behind him in the next second.
A figure charged out of the hole in the ground, his target being the king and Dreyfus.
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
The reformed Dreyfus directly stood in front of the king, blocking that shadow. The black shadow stopped because of this, revealing its appearance.
It was certain that it was Hendrickson, but he couldn't be recognized as a human anymore.
The clothes on his body had disappeared, and his lower body was directly wrapped in black energy.
And his upper body revealed skin that had turned gray, and a pair of short horns had grown on his head. A pair of small black wings had even stretched out from his back.
Dreyfus looked at Hendrickson's appearance, and just as he was about to say something, he saw himself flying out. And on the side was Drake, maintaining a kicking posture.
Drake really couldn't bear to watch any longer; Fraudrin's acting through Dreyfus was really good, but knowing the truth, Drake had no way to appreciate it.
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