Hendrickson had not only the corpse of a Red Demon, but also the corpse of a higher-ranking Gray Demon.
That was a Gray Demon who had died in the Holy War three thousand years ago, and its corpse had been left in the ruins beneath the royal capital.
And Hendrickson had just happened to discover the ruins, and then obtained that Gray Demon's corpse.
Although Gray Demons and Red Demons belonged to the same trash-tier level in the Demon Clan, they were still a level higher.
As Hendrickson himself had said in the original story, the human body was fundamentally unable to withstand the power of a Gray Demon.
However, Hendrickson didn't know what he had done to his body, but in any case, he had obtained the ability to withstand the blood of a Gray Demon.
After being knocked down into the ruins by Dreyfus just now, he had extracted the Gray Demon's blood and injected it into his own body, turning into his current form.
At the same time, Hendrickson's magic power had also increased dramatically, and the ominous magic power gave all the surrounding Holy Knights a feeling of suffocation.
"Black Snow!"
Hendrickson, who had been kicked away by Drake, immediately stood up, launching an attack on everyone.
Black snowflakes fell fluttering down, each snowflake exuding an ominous magic power aura.
Hendrickson's magic power "Corrosion" had become even more terrifying after he had fused with the Gray Demon's blood, it was almost as if it had evolved into the power of death.
If ordinary people were to touch these black snowflakes, their lives would be taken away.
"Fire Dragon's Wing Attack!"
Drake wrapped his arms in flames, and as Drake swung his arms, they transformed into fire dragon wings and swept over.
Those snowflakes containing the power of death were purified the moment they touched the flames.
After sweeping away the black snow, Drake said, "You dare to bring out this kind of move, as expected, this Demon Clan blood thing damages the brain!"
Hendrickson's expression didn't change, but his fists had clenched. He had no reason to endure, directly releasing a terrifying purplish-black magic power blast at Drake.
"Decay of All Things!"
He didn't need any clever moves or techniques, Hendrickson only needed to simply release his magic power to create terrible destruction.
Drake didn't have any reaction, not because he was frightened, but because someone had stood in front of him.
"Full Counter!"
Meliodas swung his shortsword, deflecting all of the purplish-black magic power back.
The magic power, which was extremely dangerous to others, wasn't harmful to Hendrickson at all; his body was impacted by the magic power, but he wasn't injured in the slightest.
Meliodas' attack had no effect, and he himself instead knelt on one knee, propping himself up with his shortsword and panting.
Full Counter could completely reflect the opponent's magic power attacks, while also consuming very little magic power. Logically speaking, simply reflecting Hendrickson's attack shouldn't have put him in this state.
But he had already been through several battles earlier.
As soon as he had entered the city, he had encountered Hendrickson's lackeys, including Gilthunder, Howzer, Griamore, Guila, and Jericho.
Although Guila had switched sides midway, and Ban and Gowther had assisted, the battle was still quite arduous.
The main reason they had fallen into a difficult battle was that Ban and Gowther were slacking off while fighting. Ban was mainly due to his bad personality; he simply couldn't take these battles that had nothing to do with him seriously.
And Gowther, it was because he himself had a problem.
Gowther possessed the magic power of Gowther the Selfless of the Demon Clan, who was someone so powerful that the Demon King had had no choice but to imprison him.
Gowther the Selfless' power was already strong, and the previous experiences had caused Gowther to delete a part of his own memories, ultimately leading to him being unable to fully control his magic power.
So Gowther's magic power had always been on the verge of running wild, and he had been relying on the armor made by Merlin to suppress it.
But later, Gowther had given the armor to Del, and had lost his protection.
Drake had seen many people go berserk, but Gowther's berserk was especially unique; his berserk was a confusion and obsession with the "heart."
It wasn't strange what someone who had a weak sense of right and wrong and good and evil would do after becoming unable to extricate themselves from this problem.
So after the battle had started, he didn't know why, but Gowther had started to AFK, and hadn't helped at all.
And as the battle progressed, Meliodas hadn't forgotten the "spell" he had promised Gilthunder when they were young, and so, after enduring everyone's attacks, he had released the familiar that Vivian had left on the First Princess Margaret.
This was also the reason why Drake had seen Meliodas when he was already in such a sorry state.
And at this time, the king had been rescued, and so the mischievous trio of Gilthunder, Griamore, and Howzer had switched sides together.
And then Hendrickson had displayed the perfectly fused power of the Demon Clan and controlled all of the New Generation to go berserk.
Meliodas, who only had a small portion of his power remaining, didn't have much magic power to begin with, and it was already difficult for him to maintain his combat power.
Drake threw down a bottle of recovery medicine, saying, "Actually, you didn't need to block that for me."
Meliodas took the potion, and without even asking what was inside, he drank it all in one gulp. Then the injuries on his body began to heal rapidly, and even his magic power had recovered a portion.
Drake patted him on the shoulder, saying, "This guy is a bit too much for you right now, let me handle it. It won't take much effort anyway!"
Saying this, Drake stepped forward, the Dragon Slayer and Evil Dragon covering his arm, and with the collision of his fists, a clang rang out.
"Sorry, I'm already a bit tired of this. So I won't be very gentle this time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hendrickson saw Drake appear before him as if he had teleported, and then his face was deformed by a punch.
With a bang, Hendrickson crashed heavily to the ground, but quickly stood up.
Using his hand to support his head, which was tilted to one side, his broken cervical vertebrae quickly healed.
Facing Drake, who was charging over again, Hendrickson roared, releasing a dozen purplish-black tentacles, wrapping Drake entirely like a large net.
But in the next instant, a glimmer of light appeared in the gaps between the tentacles.
The erupting scorching flames directly shattered the purplish-black tentacles, revealing Drake inside, who had already adopted a punching posture.
"Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!"
With one punch, he unleashed a torrent of flames, and although Hendrickson dodged, his entire upper body was swallowed by the flames.
His carbonized and damaged upper body quickly recovered, but Hendrickson's gaze towards Drake was different.
After fusing with the Gray Demon's blood, Hendrickson had thought that he was already invincible. But he hadn't expected that Drake would display even more terrifying strength.
What, injecting Red Demon blood meant he wasn't his opponent, and even after fusing with Gray Demon blood, he still couldn't win?
Then what was the point of him researching for so long, even going so far as to modify his own body? Was it just to change his appearance?
This was just like a game player, spending a lot of money to get a skin, his combat power was higher, but he still couldn't beat the ones he couldn't beat before.
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