The Daredevil finally regained his consciousness.

His slick eyeballs were finally back in place.

The pain made him even more violent, and he raised his hand in the direction of El to get three shots.

Puff puff.

The muffled sound of the muffled pistol firing sounded like a watermelon, and Al paid attention to the direction of the Daredevil's hand and dodged it lightly.

Generally speaking, this is something that a full-time professional can do.

Even a mage can do the same after casting a positive spell on himself.

"You human waste, there are guardians planted in such academy exchange activities!"

The night demon's eyes glared angrily, and his body, pierced by the black spear, writhed wildly, looking extremely angry.

As he moved, large strands of blood spilled from the torn wound.

Despite being called a demon, the blood of the night demon is as bright red as that of humans.

"You shit! You shit! Wait for me to come out! Wait for me to come out!"

The Daredevil was getting more and more frenzied, and he desperately tried to break free, completely ignoring the tearing of the wound and the spilling of blood.

If it were a human being, a person who could still do such a thing under such a situation would definitely be called an earth-shattering warrior, but because it is a night demon, a different race from humans, any human who sees such a scene will probably only have fear and disgust in their hearts.

If you look closely, you can find that when the night demon tore his wound even bigger, the fine granulation at his wound has been growing rapidly, and it has a tendency to close, and this ** recovery ability is simply staggering.

Moreover, the night demon's limbs are also constantly expanding and thickening, and gradually becoming very terrifying, it is obvious that there must be amazing power contained in it.

This is an ability that the Night Demon is born with.

Frenzy.

After the madness, the Daredevil can greatly increase his strength and speed, and at this moment, if it were not for the black spear transformed by the stone ball of unknown material of El, but just ordinary steel or iron, he must have been broken and broken by the Daredevil.

Facing the Daredevil, who was becoming more and more insane, Al stood still and raised his hand.

The law moves as you like.

A clear-edged, almost white fireball appeared out of thin air in Al's palm.

Instantaneous.

Sevenfold Fireball Technique.

Seeing such a scene, the night demon instantly stopped moving, just like ordinary humans on Earth being pointed at a gun.

The reason why this is so is because the night demon with strong natural sensitivity can clearly sense the power of the inconspicuous white fireball in the opponent's palm.

"How did you do that?"

Daredevil asked such a question.

His face was covered in blood, his expression was hideous, but his tone was surprisingly calm.

Al vaguely understood what the other party meant.

This night demon must have wanted to know how he managed to successfully cast this fireball spell in an instant.

The spells of the fireball series have always been known for their power, but correspondingly, the fireball series of spells also has a disadvantage, often the more powerful the fireball spell is, the longer the cast time is required, so in the real hand-to-hand battle, the average mage does not use the fireball spell, because there is no such cast time at all.

So when he saw Al holding such a terrifying fireball in his palm almost instantly, the Daredevil, who was completely desperate in his heart, asked one last question.

Unfortunately, Al didn't answer him.

In both of the night demons' vertical pupils were a white point of light.

That point of light grew bigger and brighter.

"Boom-"

Flames that soared into the sky.

With the night demon as the center, all the surrounding areas within a radius of five meters were turned into a sea of fire.

The surface of the cloak was illuminated by the light of a nearby fire, and Al walked slowly to Landon Tril.

Landon Trill was still on his knees, and he looked up at the sound of footsteps behind him.

I'm afraid that no one in this Ceylon college has ever seen such a Landon Tril.

His face is pale, his face is slightly sweaty, his breathing is messy, and his eyes are wandering.

Frightened, weak, shocked, dazed.

These four words can probably represent Landon Trill's current state of mind.

It was as if the world he had believed in had collapsed in an instant, and Landon Trir felt that everything he had seen before seemed to be false.

It was just an ordinary apprenticeship exchange event, but it actually led to the legendary night demon who feeds on human flesh and blood, and an ordinary apprentice in a cloak that he randomly found turned out to be a hidden master.

This damn world!

"Will you kill me?"

Landon Trill asked El a little weak, a little pitiful, a little desperate.

If those admirers of Landon Trill saw such a scene, perhaps their worldview and the imaginary idol image in their hearts would completely collapse.

Could this person be Landon Tril?

This person who looks weak and afraid of death will be Landon Tril?

The man in the cloak was silent.

This made Landon Triel's hanging heart sink gradually.

I guessed right.

He'd just heard what the night demon had said, Guardians, what kind of bullshit was that, there was no way the school could send out any so-called Guardians, because his group of new apprentices weren't qualified to do that.

Even if there were guardians, it should be in the form of covert protection, and it would never be possible to team up with an apprentice like this.

"Senior, why do you ask that?"

The cloaked man on the other side asked.

Previously, Landon Triel's attitude towards the cloaked man had always been very proud, even arrogant, and he didn't even communicate much with the cloaker, but at this moment of deciding his life and death, he suddenly found that the voice of the cloaked man opposite was simply indescribably good.

"Senior?hahahahaha-"

Landon Trill looked up and laughed.

"You don't have to, I don't know what you got into Ceylon, but I want to tell you that what you want may not be so easy to get, after all, this is Ceylon, this is the territory of the seekers of light. ”

"In addition, although I am only an insignificant apprentice, I still have a small reputation and influence after all, I believe that after I die, those people will definitely be tracked down for a while, and you who survive with me in the end will be closely monitored by them. ”

Like ordinary people, Landendriel is afraid of death.

This is the last card he can play, and the outcome is up to fate. (To be continued.) )