Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 1259

Chapter 1259: Front Line Battle  Chapter 1259: Front Line Battle  Villain Ch 1259.

Front Line Battle  “You’re good,” Elio muttered, parrying another blow.

“But not good enough.” He activated Holy Strike, his blade glowing with golden light as he swung it in a wide arc.

The attack connected, slamming into the Assassin and sending him flying off the dragon.

He landed gracefully on the back of the Behemoth, his spectral form flickering but still intact.

The Assassin’s glowing eyes locked onto Elio, and for a moment, he thought he saw his smirk.

He raised one hand, and a wave of shadowy clones burst from his form, darting toward him in a deadly swarm.

“Not this time,” Elio growled, activating Shield of Valor.

A golden barrier surrounded him, deflecting the clones as they slammed into it one by one.

From the sky above, Arcana’s voice rang out.

“Elio, we’ve got incoming reinforcements-more elite mobs closing in!” “Hold them off!” Elio shouted, his focus still on the Assassin.

Arcana’s dragon unleashed a torrent of black flames, carving through the advancing elite mobs as Arcana himself engaged the Knight Military Chief Ghost.

Meanwhile, Red_King’s dragon darted through the air, its fiery breath scorching the ground below as Red_King faced the Strong-Willed Swordsman Ghost in a battle of pure strength.

The ghost’s ethereal blade swung, meeting Red_King’s glowing sword in an explosion of light and sparks.

The clash reverberated across the battlefield, shaking the ground and causing nearby players to falter in their steps.

Above, Elio was locked in a deadly battle with the Assassin Military Chief Ghost, his focus unwavering despite the chaos surrounding them.

The Assassin moved like a shadow, his daggers a blur as they struck again and again.

Elio’s dragon roared, twisting and turning in midair to avoid the other bosses’ ranged attacks, but the Assassin clung to its back like a phantom.

“You’re quicker than most,” Elio admitted, blocking another rapid slash with his glowing blade.

Sparks flew as the impact jolted through his arms, but he held firm.

“But speed won’t save you.” The Assassin didn’t respond.

He never spoke-not a taunt, not a growl, not even a whisper.

Instead, he tilted his head slightly, as if studying Elio, and then vanished.

Elio’s eyes widened as the Assassin disappeared in a blur of shadows.

“Damn it,” he muttered, his gaze darting around.

He gripped the reins of his dragon tightly, steering it in a tight spiral to keep moving.

“Where are you?” A flicker of movement to his left was the only warning he got before the Assassin reappeared, both daggers plunging toward him.

Elio twisted just in time, the Assassin’s blades slicing past his armor and leaving glowing trails of energy.

“Persistent,” Elio growled, retaliating with a sweeping strike of his sword.

The golden blade arced toward the Assassin, but the ghost dissolved into shadows again, slipping away before the attack could connect.

Elio’s dragon roared in frustration, its massive tail swinging out to knock away one of the other bosses’ attacks.

“Hold steady,” Elio muttered to the beast, his voice calm despite the adrenaline pumping through his veins.

“We’ll handle this.” The Assassin reappeared behind him, slashing at his back.

Elio twisted, raising his shield just in time to block the strike.

The force of the attack sent him skidding on the dragon’s back, but he held his ground.

“You’re getting predictable,” Elio said, activating Holy Counter.

His shield glowed with radiant energy, releasing a burst of light that slammed into the Assassin and sent him flying off the dragon.

The ghost twisted midair, landing on the back of a nearby Behemoth with unnatural grace once again.

He straightened, his daggers gleaming with dark energy as he locked eyes with Elio.

“Still not talking, huh?” Elio called out, his voice carrying over the battlefield.

“Fine.

Let’s see how you handle this.” He activated Smite of Valor, his sword erupting with holy fire as he charged forward.

His dragon dove, closing the distance between them in a flash.

Elio swung his blade in a powerful, glowing arc, the attack aimed directly at the Assassin’s chest.

The Assassin dodged, his spectral form flickering as he ducked under the strike.

His daggers lashed out in retaliation, one slashing at Elio’s arm and the other aiming for his dragon’s neck.

The first strike connected, drawing a glowing red line across Elio’s armor.

But the second strike never landed.

The dragon roared, twisting its massive body to avoid the blow, and its sharp claws swiped upward, catching the Assassin off guard.

The ghost was thrown, landing hard on the battlefield below.

Elio wasted no time.

He spurred his dragon downward, landing with a heavy thud that shook the ground.

The Assassin was already on his feet, his daggers held at the ready as he faced Elio in the open.

The two stared each other down, the battlefield chaos fading into the background for a moment as they squared off.

Elio’s sword glowed faintly, the holy fire flickering like a heartbeat, while the Assassin’s daggers pulsed with dark energy.

“This ends now,” Elio said, his voice steady.

The Assassin didn’t respond.

Instead, he moved-faster than any player Elio had ever faced.

His daggers slashed out in a blur.

Elio deflected the attacks as best he could, his sword and shield moving in perfect tandem, but the Assassin’s speed was overwhelming.

“Enough!” Elio roared, activating Shield Bash.

His shield glowed brightly as he slammed it forward, catching the Assassin mid-strike.

The ghost was thrown backward, his form flickering as he hit the ground.

Elio followed up immediately, raising his sword high.

Holy Strike activated, a column of radiant light descending upon the Assassin as Elio brought his blade down with all his strength.

The attack connected, and the Assassin let out a low, guttural hiss as his form began to dissolve.

His daggers fell to the ground, the dark energy fading from their blades as his health bar hit zero.

[Assassin Military Chief Ghost Defeated!] Elio exhaled, his shoulders relaxing slightly as the notification appeared.

He glanced around, taking in the battlefield.

The other military chiefs were still engaged.

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