The black mist shrank rapidly, as if there was a huge vortex in its center, and a few seconds later, when the black mist completely disappeared, a spatial portal appeared in front of Rhaegar, and the next moment, a humanoid figure composed of black viscous liquid all over its body passed through the door connecting different spaces and came to this world.

Slime Demons, true demons from the Demon Realm, their liquid bodies are so corrosive that almost all weapons and most magic can't hurt them, and even in the Demon Realm, this creature is the upper part of the food chain.

"I have offered you the flesh and blood of the most combative warrior," the bald mage cried out, "and kill this enemy in front of you, according to our agreement." ”

The slime demon nodded silently. The creature has no articulatory organs and can only rely on psychic communication to communicate with other creatures, but this defect also makes them extremely sensitive to the soul, and in the perception of this slime demon, the mage standing opposite it has a strange soul, that soul is not very powerful, but it seems to contain some kind of unique power, which makes it feel faintly afraid. In order to dispel this fear, it decided to eliminate the opponent as quickly as possible.

The slime demon flew into the air, and in the air, its liquid body suddenly disintegrated, and countless droplets rained down on Rhaegar who was on full guard, in front of the liquid that could corrode the adamantite gold, the latter's pre-arranged magic shield had no effect, and the slime demon's attack broke through his defenses in the blink of an eye, and the terrible acid rain roared towards his body.

Endless Primal Energy churned around Rhaeggar's body, and the Primordial Particles who had received requests for help from his partners rushed towards him, and in an instant, Rhaegar had completed the magic that he would normally need to prepare for at least ten seconds, and a flame shield suddenly appeared—a spell that was one of the trophies he had received from Hank, who had been killed by the team—and enveloped him inside.

Like all liquids, slime demons' bodies are vaporized when exposed to heat—at least a few hundred degrees Celsius, of course—which is one of the reasons why this type of demon is relatively rare in the hot demon world. When the unsuspecting slime demon and the flames swirling on the shield came into contact, bursts of black smoke rose from the shield, and then, the originally scattered droplets quickly changed direction, flew high into the air, and gathered there, and the lightly injured slime demon regained its human form.

Determining the effect of the flames on the opponent's damage, Rhaegar did not hesitate, and as the slime demon took shape again, dozens of fiery arrows shot at it from different directions like a swarm of attacking bees.

Unable to make a sound, anyone could tell the Slime Demon's mood in the moment from its angry gaze, and in the face of the magic that came from all directions, its body turned into a dry part again, deftly detached from the gap in the attack, and as the fiery arrows slashed through the air and flew into the distance, the Slime Demon had regrouped, this time, instead of returning to its humanoid form, it turned into a thick column of water, like a predatory black python flying towards Rhaegar.

The flame shield may be able to withstand the corrosive acid rain, and even damage the opponent with the help of the heat, but Rhaegar knows very well that this shield will definitely not be able to resist the attack of the slime demon's concentrated power, and the heat on the shield can only burn or evaporate part of the outer part of the water column at most, and most of the rest will still break through the shield in the original direction.

Rhaegar sent a distress signal to his Primal Agents again, and countless Primordial particles danced happily and happily accepted his request, which allowed him to quickly gather enough energy, and the next moment, a cold white mist appeared in the path of the slime demon.

The slime demon that turned into a column of water did not lose its ability to sense the outside world, and all kinds of changes in the surrounding things were within the scope of its spiritual power, and in its perception, the white mist that exuded cold air in front of it had a power that was enough to threaten it, and the slime demon that was moving rapidly turned around urgently, trying to avoid the area shrouded in the white mist.

However, it was still a step slower, and before it could move away completely, the white mist that had been static suddenly expanded rapidly, catching up with the slime demon that was flying to the side in the blink of an eye, enveloping it inside.

Countless black raindrops suddenly burst out from the white mist in all directions, and the speed was beyond the range that the naked eye could catch, and they fell to the ground more than ten meters away from the white fog in an instant, but before they could regroup, the white frost had covered all the raindrops.

Although it was an eighth-order magic, due to its limited range of effect and lack of sufficient attack power, most mages gave up learning about this magic called Frozen Mist, but as mages often say, there are only useless mages, no useless magic, and this almost ignored spell played an unexpected role at this moment, and the slime demon that was enough to compete with any seventh-order or even higher-level mage was easily frozen into a few small ice cubes.

Several bolts of lightning streaked across the sky at the same time as the slime demon was defeated, almost in no particular order, shooting at Rhaegar, who was a little tired due to the large amount of magic power that had been invoked in a short period of time, and the lightning that was the thickness of an adult's arm slashed at the flame shield one after another, constantly consuming the latter's energy, and the light of the shield quickly dimmed as the fire flickered.

The bald mage laughed loudly, his ugly face made especially terrifying in the laughter, his hands waving rapidly, gesticulating after gesticulating, a crescent-shaped blade of light swirling towards Rhaegar with his gestures, shattering the shield formed by the flames on the first contact.

The blade didn't disappear there, and under the control of the bald mage, the product of magic surrounded Rhaegar as if it had come to life, and the lightning speed of his attack made it impossible for Rhaegar to cast those powerful counter-attack and defensive spells, and could only defend against it with hastily forged magic shields.

"Remember my name," laughed the mage who thought he had a chance of victory, "Wenloth, this will be the last name you'll ever hear." With a slight wave of his hand, an energy arrow came out of his hand and shot at Willy, who was trying to get close to him, knocking the latter's lover away with the sword. "Don't worry," he continued to Rhaegar "you won't die so easily, you're going to pay for killing my friend, and we'll have time to discuss how to punish you." ”

For most mages who are at the same level as Rhaegar, the current situation can almost be said to be a foregone conclusion: although the battle with the warriors is easy, it still causes a certain amount of mana consumption, and then the battle with the slime demon is even more so, the last eighth-order magic is enough to make a mage who has just entered the seventh order lose at least a quarter of his mana, considering the completion time of this spell, the loss of mana will increase, in a contest with an evenly matched opponent, such a strength consumption is undoubtedly fatal, not to mention that this opponent has already grasped the initiative at this time。

Rhaeggar's mouth pursed into an arc, despite being in a passive situation, this geist was not as embarrassed as it seemed, his magic had been replenished by his Primal Partners, and he was fully capable of neutralizing his opponent's attacks and counterattacking them if he wanted to. But that wasn't what he wanted, and without knowing the exact strength of the other party, he had to get rid of the mage named Vinloth as soon as possible, and the latter's light enemy was undoubtedly the best help for him to achieve this goal.

Wenloth's hands swung faster and faster, and the frequency and power of the blade's attacks became more frequent and powerful, each blow causing at least two or more magic shields to shatter, which made the bald mage even more confident that victory was in sight. But what annoys him is that every time he thinks his opponent has lost his ability to resist and can win with more effort, he always miraculously holds on.

Willy rose from the ground—and as she knocked her away, the energy of the magic followed the sword into her body, causing her internal organs to suffer a lot of damage—and she forced her strength to overcome the weakness of her body, raised the sword in her hand, and rushed towards Wenloth, who was manipulating the magic.

The female warrior's attack gave the bald mage a new idea, "Alright," he shouted, "Let's see who you really care about!" Another blade of light appeared in the air and flew towards Willy with a whistling voice.

A terrifying cold light flashed through Rhaeggar's eyes, and after a hard defensive battle, he finally waited for the long-awaited opportunity, and it was clear that the arrogant opponent had miscalculated the place of the latter in his heart because of the act of rescuing Willy from the valley, and it seemed to him that he would be desperate to save the female warrior in danger, which would be the biggest mistake he had ever made.

A white light representing defensive magic appeared on Willy, and the next moment, the female warrior's two-handed greatsword slashed fiercely at the spinning and flying light blade, and then was shocked upward by the powerful force, and the light blade disappeared without a trace.

A smug smile appeared on Wenloth's face, from the beginning, he didn't intend to kill the woman who only knew how to use brute force right away, the seemingly terrifying blade of light was actually just a façade, when the opponent ignored himself due to the full effort to save his companions, his real killer weapon, the fastest and most destructive cracking missile in the seventh-order spell, had broken through the opponent's defense.

The ripples of space appeared around Rhaegar as the cracking missile was about to hit, and the geist's figure vanished, and the magic that Vinlos believed to be ten percent sure passed through the air where Rhaegar had been, and disappeared into a boulder in the distance like a meteor, turning it into nothingness.

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