Volume 1: Experiences Chapter 0063: Demon Slave

Seeing that Renard dodged his attack, the black-robed man was obviously a little surprised, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Lucky little one." ”

Then he kept moving in his hand, and the short wooden staff pointed at Cliffor, and the words in his mouth were chanted: "The omnipresent fire elemental ......"

As the black-robed man chanted, a dazzling firelight emanated from the ruby at the tip of the short wooden staff, and the temperature around him rose suddenly, even directly igniting the bushes around him.

Dozens of meters away, Colliver felt the terrifying temperature, his face changed drastically, and he directly raised his sword and rushed forward.

Renard's movements were also not slow, bending his bow and arrows, aiming at the face of the black-robed man.

However, his attack was clearly futile, and the arrows had already turned to ashes before they could reach the corners of the opponent's clothes, and even the arrows had turned into molten iron.

Renard was sure that the temperature around the black-robed man was at least three thousand degrees or higher, and the other party seemed to not feel the temperature.

"How?" was a complete break in his perception.

"It's a flame shield. The system's prompt sounded, and his tone was extremely solemn: "You better be careful, ordinary arrows can't cause damage to him at all, you must buy demon-breaking arrows in the mall." ”

"Ding! Trigger quest, kill the demon worshipper, reward ten points of potential, five hundred dinars, and a random lottery. ”

Renard ignored the content of the quest, but followed the other party's arrangement and purchased the Demon Breaker Arrow from the system store.

"Demon-breaking arrows, magic items, one-time consumables, are used to penetrate all magical barriers, and cost twenty dinars. ”

When Renard bent his bow again, Cliver was only three steps away from the black-robed man, but these three steps were like a moat, and he couldn't cross them at all.

The black-robed man calmly chanted the incantation, and the flames on the short wooden staff continued to churn as the notes sounded, obviously gathering strength.

Seeing this, Renard didn't hesitate, and directly let go of his fingers, and the demon-breaking arrows on the string suddenly shot out.

The black-robed man was obviously aware of the anomaly, but the rhythm was not chaotic at all, and he raised his short wooden staff and waved it in the air, and a white fireball floated up from the ruby at the top, and then suddenly accelerated, crashing into the Demon Breaker Arrow.

A loud explosion sounded, and a brilliant fire exploded where the two collided.

The black-robed man was still chanting the spell, as if he could use two minds, and with a wave of the short wooden staff in his hand, two fireballs shot towards Renard like arrows off the string.

The fireball was white, and the temperature was at least 3,000 degrees Celsius, as long as it touched it, I am afraid that the armor forged from stainless steel would melt in an instant.

Renard struggled to jump sideways, trying to dodge the trajectory of the two fireballs, but the two fireballs seemed to have eyes, arcing directly in the air and striking him accurately at his feet.

Boom, a deafening explosion sounded, and the huge impact directly threw him out of the distance.

Renard's body rolled in the air, his clothes were torn and shattered, and even his leather armor showed burning marks, and finally he fell to the ground with inertia, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The black-robed man seemed to be satisfied with the effect of his spell, and there seemed to be joy in the tone of the mantra.

"Renard!" Cockliver was so frightened that he had no chance to help, his sword slashed hard, but he couldn't break through the thin shield of flames.

The black-robed man finally finished reciting the incantation, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are actually in the mood to worry about others, take care of yourself first." ”

Coliver's eyes widened, and he roared, "Damn demon slaves. ”

"Oh, you know who I am?" said the black-robed man's tone with a hint of surprise.

"Even if you turn to ashes, I will never forget your ugly appearance. Cleaver held the sword in both hands, and his fighting spirit directly wrapped his body, he was like the legendary Super Saiyan, killing directly at the other party.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong, and a curtain of light enveloped him, and then turned into Dao chains, binding him strongly.

"Boom. A strange smile came out of the black-robed mouth: "Intermediate Dou Qi Martial Artist, using your soul as a sacrifice, I may be able to gain the favor of the Demon God." ”

He slowly approached the bound Cliffor, reaching out his withered hand, trying to touch the other's face.

However, the black-robed man's movements were frozen here, and the three demon-breaking arrows all hit his vital position, the first piercing his throat, the second piercing his chest, and the third nailed to his forehead.

The black-robed man's vitality kept passing, and he didn't struggle without struggling, and fell directly to the ground, completely dying.

"You're so carried away, silly wave. Renard kept shooting, his arms trembling faintly, and the three arrows just now almost exhausted all his strength.

However, he was still not at ease, so he put on the arrow again, and cautiously approached it, as long as the other party moved slightly, the arrow would be launched, completely solving this hidden danger.

After the death of the black-robed man, Cliffor freed himself from the shackles of magic, and he bounced off the ground: "It's easy to see if the enemy is dead or not. ”

He raised his long sword and slashed it hard, directly cutting off the head of the black-robed man, and then cutting off the opponent's limbs one after another, and finally came with a waist slash, a real big dismantle.

In this way, even if the other party is a cockroach, it will definitely not survive.

Complete the trigger quest to slay the Demon Worshippers and gain ten potentials, five hundred dinars, and a random draw. ”

It wasn't until the system prompt sounded that Renard completely relaxed and put away his bow and arrows: "Who is this guy and why did he attack us." ”

As he spoke, he used his scabbard to lift the hood of the black-robed man, and he was greeted by a young man's face that was completely different from his voice.

He is about twenty years old, and he is very handsome, but unfortunately his bare head spoils his overall image, and if he has long hair with a shawl, this person is definitely a stunning beautiful man.

"Demon slave!" Cliver took a deep breath and slowly spat out two words.

"Demon slave?" Renard frowned, "Aren't you a demon worshipper?"

Cliffor looked at him in amazement, "How did you know the name Demon Worshipper?"

Renard realized that he had said something and immediately looked left and right at him: "How did you find out who he is?"

"It's simple. Clifford didn't get to the bottom of it, and explained, "As you can tell from his clothes, this is a sign peculiar to demon slaves. ”

He pointed to the other party's cuffs, where there was a very inconspicuous fiery red skull logo, and the skeleton's eyes were green, like two swirls: "These are a group of terrible people who believe in demons, they call themselves demon worshippers, and we call them demon slaves." ”

Cliffor took a deep breath, "And the reason why he attacked us may be just to capture me alive and sacrifice me to the demon to gain the power of the other party. ”