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Sheriff William was filled with indescribable joy when he found Bolt. However, he was unaware that Bolt's crying had caught the attention of Blood Demon, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Agamemnon. Blood Demon's ears perked up, and its fierce face instantly transformed into a look of shock and rage.
Suddenly, Blood Demon opened its terrifying mouth and unleashed a deafening sonic attack. The force was powerful enough to shake the entire forest, leaving Agamemnon momentarily paralyzed, only able to watch as Blood Demon changed direction.
Despite carrying countless battle scars, Blood Demon's astonishing recovery ability makes these injuries seem inconsequential. With its keen sense of smell, Blood Demon quickly caught the scents of William and Bolt, and swiftly, like a fierce storm, charged towards William's position.
William held Bolt tightly, feeling a strong protective urge surging within him. He quickly moved deeper into the forest, attempting to evade Blood Demon's pursuit. His left hand gripped a revolver, firing at Blood Demon from time to time, but the bullets seemed to have little effect on its thick skin, only slightly delaying its steps.
In the forest shrouded in moonlight and shadows, Sheriff William's footsteps accompanied a desperate and resolute determination as he swiftly moved through the trees, tightly holding the helpless and fragile little life—Bolt. Every step seemed to be a race against death, his heart pounding fiercely in his chest, while the Blood Demon, with its lightning-like speed, was rapidly closing in on them.
Suddenly, the massive body of the Blood Demon leaped like a dark mountain peak and swiftly knocked William to the ground. William struggled on the ground, every movement filled with the determination to protect Bolt. His body was like a sturdy wall, used to block the sharp and terrifying attacks of the Blood Demon.
Blood Demon let out a earth-shattering roar, its terrifying mouth wide open, saliva and spittle flying, splattering on William's back, bringing a chilling sensation. A twisted and distorted sound emanated from its contorted mouth, a mixture of threat and command: "Hand over the child, and no one touches the master's belongings!"
Sheriff William held Bolt tightly, his eyes flashing with determination and refusal. Faced with such a monster, his resolve grew even stronger: "No, I will never hand the child over to you, never!" His voice was filled with resilience and courage, every breath seeming to challenge the authority of death.
Under the heavy pressure of Blood Demon, William's body felt extremely oppressed, but his will was as firm as steel. He only had one thought in his mind, which was to protect Bolt, to protect this innocent and fragile life. Every breath he took was a dedication to life, and every heartbeat was a persistence of hope.
In that suffocating moment, Blood Demon's huge claws slowly rose, filled with deadly intent, seemingly inevitably about to fall and strike helpless William and the tightly embraced Bolt. At this critical moment, Agamemnon suddenly appeared like a fierce whirlwind, his steps light but swift, each step containing explosive power.
Agamemnon brandished his giant sword and, in a magnificent and deadly stance, mercilessly pierced the back of Blood Demon. Blood Demon let out a chilling scream that echoed through the night forest, seemingly shocking even the heavens and the earth. Blood gushed like a broken dam, splattering on William's back. He felt the thick texture of the blood and the nauseating taste of iron rust.
At that moment, Agamemnon's sword emitted a mysterious glow, with ancient runes shimmering on the blade as if an ancient power flowed within. Agamemnon shouted loudly, a string of mysterious incantations accompanying his voice. The sword burst into a blazing flame, illuminating the surrounding darkness and engulfing Blood Demon in its entirety.
Blood Demon struggles in the flames, its roars turning into agonizing screams, each struggle accompanied by the fierce leaping of the flames. Its body gradually burns in the flames, revealing its terrifying form becoming increasingly fragile.
Sheriff William holds Bolt and seizes the opportunity to escape from the shadow of Blood Demon. His actions are filled with decisive desperation, exerting all efforts to protect Bolt from harm. In the process of fleeing, he occasionally looks back at the battle between Agamemnon and Blood Demon, filled with anxiety and awe in his heart.
Safely placing Bolt in a place far from the battle, William quickly checked to see if Bolt was injured. Fortunately, Bolt was mostly unharmed aside from being scared and tired. A look of comfort and relief appeared on William's face as his hands trembled while gently caressing Bolt's cheek, comforting this little life that had experienced so much danger.
In the raging flames, Agamemnon displayed his astonishing combat skills and strength. He decisively and swiftly pulled his giant sword from the back of Blood Demon, causing blood to splatter with the sword tip, while the flames continued to ruthlessly engulf Blood Demon's body.
Agamemnon's movements were smooth and swift, as he quickly moved to face the Blood Demon like a bolt of lightning. The Blood Demon's body had become fragile under the burning flames, its powerful and terrifying limbs gradually losing strength in the intense fire.
Agamemnon calmly raised his giant sword, relentlessly hacking off the Blood Demon's limbs that had been eroded by the flames. Each sword strike carried ruthless determination, precisely severing the Blood Demon's limbs. The severed limbs of the Blood Demon writhed on the ground, but they could no longer pose any threat.
As the last limb was chopped off, Blood Demon was left with only its torso and head, lying on the ground, emitting a mournful howl. Its voice echoed in the night sky, filled with pain and despair. Its eyes revealed disbelief and fear, while flames continued to ravage its body, relentlessly burning its flesh.
Agamemnon stood beside the remains of Blood Demon, his sword pointed towards the ground, his breathing calm and powerful, his eyes shimmering with the calmness after the battle. He turned his head, his gaze sweeping over William and Bolt in the distance, confirming their safety, a hint of satisfaction and relief flashing in his eyes.
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