Murznofi's anger rose in his heart, and he wanted to strangle the white dragon in front of him directly.

In fact, it intended to do the same, but under the constraints of the law of summoning, it could not really harm its own summoners.

Even, as long as the white dragon had a thought, the thirty-meter-tall behemoth body of the ice element would disappear.

On the one hand, although he had no choice but to summon the ice element as a shield, he did not expect to summon the wise Winter Commander.

On the other hand, it is precisely because this ice element has wisdom that if it is like this, if it is used up and thrown away, then this Winter Commander with a significantly different status will definitely pull himself into the blacklist of summoners when he returns, and he will lose a powerful summoning magic in the future.

Leave it for a good talk, and maybe there's a chance to redeem it.

While the white dragon was thinking about how to speak, the old prophet of the sea giant ran in the direction of the altar, and Felicia saw that her brother's movement was restricted, and was about to leave the opponent aside and stop the old prophet, but was desperately stopped by the sea giant.

Finally, the old prophet came to the altar, felt the magic gathered in the altar idol, and his heart was ecstatic, and he unleashed the long-awaited teleportation magic!

In the fanatical eyes of the sea giant prophet, blood-red energy gushed out from the statue, outlining blood-red and demonic lines in the air, and in a moment, a mysterious blood-red portal took shape.

An indescribable aura of evil poured out of the portal and spread throughout the battlefield, cold, bloody, cruel, and evil...... , as if it is a synthesis of all the negative emotions in this world.

This breath was like the cold wind of a midwinter night, blowing everyone's bones cold, and everyone on the battlefield couldn't help but shiver, and they unanimously stopped fighting, and looked at the blood-red portal in horror.

The moment the blood-colored portal appeared, Metznofi let go of his palm and turned to stare solemnly at the portal.

Amos fell to the ground in embarrassment, struggling to get up, but the white dragon was not an elemental body, and it did not have such a high physical resistance, and it was smashed by the terrifying force of legendary magic, except for the head that was quite clear, the other parts were soft and weak.

The white dragon felt the state of his body, and lay on the ground helplessly, paying attention to the movement of the portal, and was in shock, because only the abyss or hell could exude such an extreme evil aura, and the reputation of these two was .......

"Quack!"

Before people arrive, they hear the laughter first, but this laughter makes people not feel the slightest cordiality, but is creepy.

A terrifying figure stepped out of the portal.

It was barely a humanoid creature, with two argali-like horns reaching into the sky, small eyes like mung beans, covered with a layer of miserable green fireflies, a thin and slender torso, and dense blood-colored hair all over its body, which could not hide the muscles under the fur.

Behind him, a goat-like tail with a pinch of long hair, unconsciously swinging, below the knee is an anti-articulation limb similar to a sheep's hoof, the black ominous mist on the hoof is surging, and the corners of the mouth are upturned to indicate that the owner is in a good mood.

This is!

Demon?

No! It's the devil!

Felicia was shocked, and hurriedly looked at the sea giants around her, and found that the sea giants were also pale and couldn't help but be confused.

The blood-red and demonic portal dissipated, and the devil spread his hands, feeling the cold water flowing around him, and his expression was intoxicated: "It's been a long time, the breath of the material plane." ”

The devil spoke to the old prophet who was quietly serving, "Hamill, you are doing well!"

With a sickly smile on his face, the old prophet said flatteringly, "It is the honor of my life to serve Lord Kesra Ottir!"

After the sea giant prophet finished speaking, he put his hands together and rubbed his palms, the meaning was self-evident.

Kesra Otir's eyes narrowed slightly, and he let out a low laugh that was terrifying: "Don't worry, when I harvest the soul, I will take you away with me, this advance payment." ”

The devil raised his hand and shot a red light, which sank into the body of the sea giant prophet.

A flush appeared on the face of the sea giant prophet, and then he bent down in pain, and quickly stood up again, his face was comfortable and intoxicated, and his originally rickety back was also a little straighter, and the whole person was much younger.

"Thank you, Lord Kesraotir!"

Seeing this scene, the white dragon's facial expressions changed, and the sea giants were as dead as ashes, and at this time, they still didn't know where they respected the prophet, betrayed the tribe, took the fate of the entire tribe, and made a deal with the devil for personal gain.

"Hamill, you traitor!"

A painful, unbelievable roar resounded throughout the seabed, and the desolation and sadness in the words were so sad that those who heard it were sad and those who saw it wept.

The efforts of the Hunting Waves tribe for thousands of years have been used by Hamill to summon demons, and now, the sea giants can be said to be completely finished.

Betrayed so completely, all the efforts and sacrifices of the Sea Giant's leadership became a joke, so the person it wanted to kill most now was the "respected" prophet.

In a fit of rage, a Titan spear shot out.

The devil looked at the Titan Spear flying from far away, and raised his eyebrows, because the distance was too far, it would take at least two seconds for the Titan Spear to fly here, which was enough time for Hamill to hide far away.

The old prophet looked at the Titan spear flying in the distance, and the corners of his mouth curled up with disdain, even if it overstepped the level and cast legendary magic, there was not much magic left in its body, and two seconds were enough for it to dodge.

Suddenly, Kesra Otir moved sideways in front of the old prophet.

The old prophet looked at the palm raised by the devil, thought of the contract signed, and said to himself: With the protection of Lord Kesra Otier, there is no need to even dodge.

The devil looked at the approaching Titan Spear, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and activated his natural skill.

Advanced Teleportation!

Before the old prophet could react, the devil had already vanished, and in his incredulous eyes, the spear of thunder pierced through his chest, and without losing any strength, it pierced into the stone wall behind him, leaving a deep hole.

The old prophet took a few steps back, looked down at the big blackened hole in his chest in horror, then slowly raised his head, covered the wound with one hand, and pointed to the devil who teleported to the side with the other, his voice trembled and weakened: "You... You, violated... Contract... Contract!"

The devil spread his hands: "Ou~, my friend, the contract stipulates that I will do my best to protect you from the enemy, but are your clansmen considered enemies?"

The old prophet fell down unwillingly with blood in his mouth and round eyes.

"Hahaha!"

Trapping his partner to death, the devil was very accomplished and laughed out loud.

Suddenly, the devil's insolent laughter came to an abrupt end, as if it had been cut off suddenly, and it reached out its claws and scratched at the old prophet's twitching corpse, pulling at a struggling transparent figure, which was the soul of the old prophet.

"Don't worry, I will keep my promise and take you out of this plane, and you will be one with me in glory!"

The devil opened his mouth full of fangs and swallowed the old prophet's soul, his long thin tongue licking his lips.

After tasting the delicacy of the soul, the devil turned his gaze to the stunned sea giants and the side of Whitescale.