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The Red Baron had expended a great deal of its energy after a fierce battle.

Its speed was merely seventy or eighty percent of what it was at its peak.

The threat it posed was significantly reduced.

Most importantly, the Fierce Beast Legion had been biding their time waiting for the Tyrant Body to be depleted to a point where fatal injuries could be inflicted.

But they failed to hold out to the end.

Now, Leonard Churchill stepped in when the timing was just right.

The intelligence of a Superior Demon far surpasses that of an average human.

Clearly, the Red Baron saw through the human’s intentions.

Watching its punch fall empty and a new wound appearing on its body, its eyes chilled.

Without pause, it turned around swiftly and pursued Leonard Churchill, who was trying to escape in multiple directions.

To deal with an opponent skilled at evasion like an agility class, it needed to attack with high frequency to force the opponent into erring.

Just one direct hit was enough!

In the blink of an eye, the Flame Demon and the Werewolf clashed again.

A loud thud resounded as a massive tree was pierced by a blast of fire.

The Hell Rush Fist, capable of causing a shock wave of about ten meters, is one of the few long-range attacks the Red Baron has at its disposal.

The fists-induced shock wave was as swift and lethal as a bullet.

One would surely die instantly if it hit unexpectedly.

Some from the Fierce Beast Squad had given their lives to suss out this deadly trick from the demon.

But unfortunately for the demon, Leonard had observed this in advance.

The fist-load before the Rush Fist was obvious, although the demon had compensated for this defect with the speed of its punches.

Yet once it was deliberately noted, its threat reduced substantially.

Moreover, this move required considerable energy.

After each use, the Red Baron always exhibited a noticeable slowing down in action for a few moments.

Leonard was purposefully leading the Red Baron to the Fierce Beast Squad previously because he had planned for this moment.

Intel is always a critical element in battles.

He knew the enemy like the back of his hand.

But the enemy knew nothing about him.

This information disparity was enough to compensate for the large gap in strength.

The werewolf body of Leonard was madly rushing in the forest, pursued relentlessly by the Flame Giant.

The Red Baron was launching attacks relentlessly, not giving Leonard a moment to breathe.

Thud, thud, thud… explosions echoed nonstop throughout the forest.

The two figures fought their way across the forest, heading towards the Wailing Abyss in the north.

Apart from taking a hit from the initial collision, Leonard hasn’t given the Red Baron any chances since.

On the contrary, each close-range encounter allowed him to inflict a new wound on the towering demon with his scalpel.

He was in no rush, for this fight was destined to be a battle of attrition from the start.

He had enough curse power and potions to keep him going.

And more importantly, he was only dealing with one Red Baron.

Superior demons have their own pride.

Even if they were killed, they would not retreat in front of inferior creatures.

Just like previously, although being besieged by the Fierce Beast Legion, the Red Baron didn’t ask for assistance from any other inferior demons.

If the Red Baron wanted to escape after seeing its unfavorable position,

Leonard wouldn’t be able to kill it.

But it never did.

Taking advantage of this, Leonard provokes it all the way.

One chases and one flees.

Unconsciously, the battlefield stretched dozens of kilometers.

At this moment, Leonard’s werewolf body is covered with charred burns, looking rather miserable.

All of that was due to close-ranged combats, during which he was scorched by the Hellfire.

Thankfully, the Fierce Beast Legion had a high-end antidote cleanser for the fire toxin that prevented him from dying prematurely.

On the other hand,

The condition of the Red Baron was also not very good.

At this moment, it was covered in wounds, with hundreds of new injuries big and small.

Although the wounds didn’t bleed because of the Hellfire burn,

Some of the areas that had been struck multiple times had deep cuts in the muscles, which greatly impeded its movement.

Especially the muscles and ligaments around the knee.

One must restrict the movement ability of a speed-type demon.

The previous men from the Fierce Beast Legion had hammered repeatedly at the knee, and now Leonard did the same.

The muscles around the joints are thin, although strongest, but the Demon Leech Ring, a relic, is continually reducing the Red Baron’s double defense.

Up until a minute ago, Leonard Churchill saw that the scalpel could cut an effective wound, similar to a blunt knife cutting through cowhide.

He knew then, that the fight was nearing its end.

This war of attrition was a torment for both sides.

But the turning point often comes at a certain moment.

Suddenly.

The turning point is here!

The wounds on the Red Baron look messy, but in reality, all are deliberately left by Leonard Churchill, some crucial parts have been cut very deeply, already on the edge of collapse.

Like a steel wire that can bear a ton of weight, but after several thin steel wires are cut off, and it continues to bear the same weight, it will suddenly break at an unintended moment.

Churchill was also luring the Red Baron into violent actions repeatedly.

At this moment, the Red Baron took advantage of an opportunity, like it had many times before, performed its exaggerated sprint skill, and charged forward.

Hard ground was being stepped into deep pits.

This sprint technique really was astonishingly fast.

But the more such explosive skills are used, the greater the stress on the muscles.

Suddenly!

While running wildly, the tall Flame Demon appeared to cramp, and its right leg suddenly softened.

Due to inertia, the entire figure toppled like a truck flipping, crushing a large tree with “bang,” “bang,” “bang” sounds.

Leonard Churchill, who was preparing to dodge in front, instantly became spirited when he saw this: “It finally worked!”

The proud Red Baron would not engage in any tricks or plots.

Most importantly, Churchill knew how tricky those few cuts he made earlier had been.

He was certain that the Red Baron’s calf tendons had snapped!

Seeing this, Churchill acted quickly, launching his first active attack.

The Red Baron was still staggering and trying to stand up. Seeing a human rushing at it, it threw a punch.

But despite the upper body muscles contributing to the strength of the fist, to throw a heavy punch, the body needs a counterforce to push the fist out.

And this reverse pushing power, comes from the lower limb!

Without the force of one leg, the speed of these punches clearly slowed down too much.

Churchill cleverly retreated from the fist and, circling behind, plunged his knife deeply into the back of the Red Baron, full of wounds.

In pain, the Red Baron swung its fists wildly back and forth, but, finally, it was restricted in movement and couldn’t touch the extremely agile werewolf.

Leonard Churchill also showed no mercy, wielding his scalpel and furiously stabbing.

Although the Red Baron was full of life, and still roaring despite having a broken leg, it was still fighting back fiercely.

Wanting to kill this seemingly weak human.

But from the moment it fell, its death was destined.

There were no breathtaking big moves to bombard each other, no sophisticated martial skills.

This battle, from beginning to end, was purely a blood-draining tactic.

It’s about who lasts until the end, and who makes the first mistake.

In the end, Leonard Churchill made no mistake and killed this hidden BOSS already low on blood.

Before long.

“Shush!”

Leonard Churchill’s knife penetrated the brain of the Red Baron.

It was then that this high-tier demon’s whole body’s hellfire extinguished, its fists, which were struggling with the last bit of strength, also dropped powerlessly.

An Enlightenment immediately appeared: “Kill ‘Red Baron’, Contribution Point +20000; Complete Opportunistic Plot, Plot Exploration Degree +20%, Opportunistic Loot Chest +1”.

Looking at the Enlightenment, and with a sigh of relief, Leonard Churchill’s expression showed tranquility after the climax, and he muttered: “Killed it huh…”

Then, doing nothing, he sat down on the corpse.

After killing the enemy, his tense nerves relaxed, and a wave of weakness violently hit him.

After a good while, only then did he look at the corpse in front of him, revealing a slight smile.

Leonard Churchill drank a potion for himself, then poured a few potions onto his burning wounds.

While drinking the potion and looking at the “Opportunistic Loot Box” that appeared on the corpse, he was slightly surprised.

This was the first time he saw a box appear not at the settlement, but on the corpse of the monster he killed.

“This is the reward for an opportunistic plot?”

Leonard Churchill was also curious about what was inside.

His finger touched the shiny loot box, accompanied by a ceremonious unlocking sound “ka-cha”.

The box opened, revealing its true contents.

However, Leonard Churchill looked at it, and his expression revealed a touch of surprise: “Huh? This thing again…”

In the box was not the expected materials or some kind of rare cards.

It was an irregular broken Mysterious Copper Piece.

[Mysterious Copper Piece]

Explanation: A fragment that records the ‘Supreme Tyrant Body’ which ranks seventh among the Fifty-two Demonic God Forbidden Techniques;