The pitch-black knife confronted the psionic blade, and Donald kept Rastol two meters away.

Covered in wall ash, his hair that he hadn't taken care of for a long time clinging to his face because of sweat, his pale face and the blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth, Donald is in extremely poor condition now.

Wizards mostly have a natural restraint effect on melee classes, but this is on the premise that the two sides can ensure a certain distance, Donald's control means cannot be said to be none, Bigby strong palm, binding chains, these are all spell skills used to control the field and assault.

However, the way of La Stoller at close range is too brutal, I don't know how much energy is in this guy's ring, except for the first outburst, can I still take a sip to maintain my physical state, Donald originally wanted to drag his state to dissipate, but instead of being consumed, he was seized of the opportunity to attack continuously.

"Whew~Whew~"

Uncontrollable panting, continuous collisions and position changes, and being forced into a house again, the remaining mental power is less than 2.

"Aren't you a demon, Your Excellency, why haven't I seen you use demonic power until now, say, why do you know demonic language, how can you read the handwriting on the Lost Stone Tablet!"

The muscles of Rastolle's right arm were knotted, constantly pressing the psionic blade, his eyes were fixed on Donald, he didn't understand why this guy had no demonic power, why could he do these things, and humans could learn demonic language?

This is unheard of.

"Okay, now let me go, I'll write to tell you the news, and I'll tell you whatever you want to know. ”

Donald grinned, it's all in this situation, he's not a fool, he says it's death, and if he doesn't say it, it's death.

"Kill you, I will detain your soul and ask slowly, I hope you will still be so hard-mouthed when the time comes, I'm afraid it's a little difficult......"

The pitch-black long knife had a black mist coming out, enveloping the psionic blade, and the energy that formed the psionic blade in Donald's perception was rapidly being destroyed, and his heart sank.

Press forward with both palms, and Bigby strikes his palms!

With all his mental power poured into it, he had to find a way to get within 10 meters of Rastolle, and only then would he have a chance to make his next move.

Tong~

The force field giant collided with Rastolle's body, who raised his long knife and plunged directly into the ground, and with the other hand, grabbed the load-bearing pillar next to him, and the ground and the stone pillar exploded with rubble and cracks, and Rastolle withstood the impact of the flying stones, and did not retreat a single step......

Donald got up and tried to move to the side, but Rastor came to his side at this time, raised his hand and grabbed Donald's neck, and held it high.

"Hahaha~ Your Excellency, you seem to be in pain, don't worry, I don't have the habit of torturing people, you will die quickly. ”

Rastol watched Donald's last struggle, his fingers slowly straining, and Donald felt that the scene before him was becoming blurry and the tone was darkening.

Woo~

Donald saw Finger, who had not had a chance to intervene in the previous fight, and now rushed out from behind the rock, jumped up and tore Rastoller's arm.

However, as a cat, despite all its efforts, it was still unable to cause any damage to Rastolle except for leaving a red mark on its skin.

Rastoller grabbed Finger's neck with his left hand and threw it out, and Donald's gaze fixed on Finger in mid-air.

Time slowed down at this moment, and another voice sounded in my head.

"I said, this body doesn't belong to you, you've been using it for so long, it's my turn. ”

There was darkness in front of him for a moment, and Donald could only sense that his body was constantly falling.

Tick~

It was the sound of water droplets for the first time in the spirit world, and when Donald woke up, he was sitting in the chair where he was meditating, and there was still a drawing in front of him, and the clock dial of the clock meditation method, and the table top was still the same tabletop, but apart from the things on this table and the chair he was sitting on, only a small circular area around it was a brownish-red floor.

Looking around, the gray-white bookshelves like the bones of the dead have replaced the original antique wooden shelves, the surrounding floors have also turned into large blue-black stone bricks, the surrounding lamps are lit with faint blue firelight, and the tables and chairs that originally belonged to the demons are no longer an abrupt sight, and now, Donald's things are the abrupt part of this spiritual world......

Outside of the spirit world, Rastolle looked at Donald with his head drooping, and he didn't remember that he had tried to break his other's neck.

"I haven't used my strength yet, it's not like you pretending to be dead, maybe it would be better for you to experience it for yourself?"

Rastol began to tighten his fingers, he was ready to collect his soul after killing Donald, and although he didn't really want to talk to that one, he was willing to offer enough sacrifices in order to get the secret in Donald's mind, albeit with a lot of trouble.

"Death? Why don't you try?"

Donald looked up again, darkness taking over his eyes, emerald green pupils stained scarlet with blood mist, and dark green flames suddenly appeared on Rastorle's hand around his neck.

"How come, you're not human...... Demon, you are ......"

The situation in front of him plunged Rastorle into chaos, why did he not use the power of the demon when he was beaten so badly before, why did he appear when he was about to die?

"Rastolle, your name is Rastolle, right? You're good, and without you, maybe I'd have to wait a while longer to completely take over this guy's body, and you made him fall into the near death and surrender control of his body. ”

Raising his hand to grab Rastolle's wrist, the dark green flame was still burning, but the wide palm was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye at the moment, and the fire quickly spread to the forearm, Donald blinked, and continued:

"It seems that you have made a contract with Sorofik, he seems to have been made by you as one of the Darkwalkers, one of the Abyssal Demon Lords, very good, very good, you helped me, so I decided to reward you. ”

"This, this...... Thank you for the gift!"

Rastol was dazed for a moment, and did not know what to say, but when he heard that there was a demon's reward, he hurriedly responded.

"Yes, this is the attitude you should have, I will allow your soul to sacrifice to me, become a part of me, and your body will also become the nourishment of my current body, how about it, are you happy?"

Demonic gratitude is often "hard to bear", although it is indeed a gift in the eyes of some creatures of the abyss, and being able to be part of the strong is a lifelong dream for them.

"What do you say?

Rastor had already reacted at this moment, and was about to get out immediately, when the demonic power was activated, and a large shadow enveloped Donald.

But when he came back to his senses, the dark green flame on his right arm had burned to the elbow, and the burned area was completely unconscious.

He was too slow to react.

"Your Excellency, if you spare me, I am willing to sacrifice to you with other sacrifices. ”

"But I need you very much now, the guy inside me hasn't been completely devoured yet, I need the demonic power in your body and your soul to help me complete the last step. ”

The shadow was expelled by the flames, and the flames on Rastolle's arm spread rapidly, and the body that had been temporarily strengthened by the transformation of energy by talent quickly dried up, not to return to its original state, but to completely dry up!

"No, it can't be like this...... Great Darkwalker, your faithful followers are being persecuted by other demons, please keep your eyes on me and give you all I have!"

Rastol was completely panicked, he didn't know what to do with this damn dark green flame, he needed help.

The gray-white energy in the siphon bone ring overflowed wildly, and he couldn't remember how much Rastol had absorbed since he got the ring, and now it was all used as a sacrifice, just to ask the lord to cast his eyes on him briefly.

His head suddenly sank, and Rastol fell to his knees, as if completely unconscious, while the flames on his arm stopped burning.

"Sorofik, I haven't seen you for a long time, kneel down for me as soon as we meet, okay?"

Donald put his hands in his coat pockets and smiled.

"Huh~ Mineato, there is no breath of you in the abyss, they say that you betrayed, escaped, and did not know where to go, but I didn't expect to shrink here, in order not to let them find out, the price you paid seems to be not small, and now you are unbelievably weak. ”

"Without further ado, I want the soul and body of you, a believer, to restore my state, and I will repay you after that. ”

Listening to this tone, the relationship between Mineato and Sorofik seems to be okay, at least to the extent that they can make a deal.

"Minato, a lot has happened in the abyss during your absence......"

Sorofik was talking about something else.

"What do you mean? The breath on you...... Sorofik, you actually joined them!"

As if he had found something, Mineato gritted his teeth.

"Yes, since you can't beat them, then join them, it's a normal thing, at least it's much better than you become this ghost, the pattern in the abyss is changing, Minayato, you're outdated...... Do you want to use this contractor of mine to restore your strength?Since I noticed, I will never give you this chance, but I didn't expect it, I was waiting in the abyss...... Wait for the day when you are completely wiped out by them!"

When the words fell, Rastolle was like a drowning man being rescued, gasping for breath, the flames on his body were extinguished, he was happy, but the next second he found that the demonic power in his body was destroying his whole body, and every pore of his body was seeping out with black mist.

Cracks began to appear in the flesh, and Rastor opened his mouth, but there was no sound, only a gurgling black mist pouring out of his mouth.

Sorofik is destroying his own contractor!

"Sorofik, you'll regret it. ”

Unable to count on the guy in front of him, Mineato began to think of other options.

"Really?"

The flesh-and-blood Rastor burst into flames at this moment and pounced on Donald, and the black mist took the opportunity to burrow into Donald's body.

This is Sorofik's last attack before leaving, and it is forcibly oppressing Mineyako's soul!

In the past, this would never have succeeded, but now Mineato is too weak!