If the boy's affection for the Darents is a complex interior, then Luke's affection for them is a naked hatred.

It doesn't take any reason, just what you've seen, heard, and experienced in your upbringing is enough to sustain this hatred for decades or even centuries.

But hatred is hatred, and he knows very well that with his current strength, it is simply a fool's dream to confront this group of old guys who don't know how many battles they have participated in.

So always put yourself in a supporting position and put all your wisdom and energy on the defensive side.

This is the only way to reluctantly build a barrier to ensure that nothing troublesome gets into the safe zone.

Battles between casters and spellcasters usually do not result in a reflection of full strength.

On the contrary, there are countless examples of low-level spellcasters who have unintentionally overturned high-level spellcasters with their wisdom and mental arithmetic.

It can even be said that even a single test may directly determine the outcome of the battle.

In such a tense and exciting environment, no one dares to take it lightly.

What's more, the behemoth that was hit by a powerful energy ray, but only injured its flesh and skin, was still lying motionless on its stomach.

Even an idiot understands that once it moves, tens of kilometers of tunnels around it will turn into a literal danger zone.

Any clever spellcaster will not go all out in the face of such a threat, but will reserve enough power to deal with the unexpected that may occur at any time.

Therefore, in the next ten minutes, no one released too powerful spells, but continued to use some spells that were highly targeted, but very difficult to defend, in order to test the opponent's reactions, habits, and ways of thinking.

"This is the strength of the Darrant civilization's most powerful spellcaster group, the Council?"

The boy skillfully manipulated countless arrows made of energy, and sneered at his mouth as he attacked opponents several times his size.

He could feel that these guys seemed to be very afraid of the destructive power of clay life, and no one was willing to take risks, let alone joke with their own lives.

It is precisely because of this that the other party obviously has an overwhelming number, but it has not been able to turn it into an advantage.

In contrast, the two boys behaved in opposite directions, one concentrating on defense and countermeasures, while the other used his imagination to unleash the magic models that had been modified one by one.

Although in principle, these magic spells are not much different from the original.

However, it is extremely cumbersome to defend, and in a few cases, even experienced councillors are embarrassed.

"I'll admit, the speed at which you two have grown has really blown everyone away. But don't be complacent, with the current strength of the spell confrontation, the two of you won't last long at all. The Speaker replied with a gloomy face.

Undoubtedly, judging from those angry eyes, he was quite unhappy with the attitude and performance of the parliamentarians.

But alas, the parliamentarians are not his subordinates strictly by the line, and the two sides are equal in function and social status, so he has no right to order the other party to do anything.

"Hahahaha! I really didn't expect you, who have always been arrogant and arrogant, to be ridiculous enough to choose the tactics of attrition and delaying when you have an absolute advantage? Are you really the Darents who have conquered countless worlds and claim to be a high civilization? Or are you in a high position for a long time that you have forgotten what courage is?" the boy laughed and continued to taunt.

You don't have to ask to know that he's trying to provoke his opponent.

Precisely, it is to provoke a part of them to make stupid judgments when they lose their minds.

Only then will he be able to deliver a fatal blow to the clay life and take out some of the enemies first.

"Shut up! We don't need to gossip about what we do as an outsider. One MP was visibly enraged and couldn't help but retort loudly.

In any case, as a civilization that has enjoyed the dividends of conquest for many years, every Darental will have a strong sense of superiority and pride in their hearts.

When someone comes forward to insult or despise civilization as a whole, they will naturally get angry and want to silence the other person.

"Outsiders? No, no, no, I'm not an outsider. Don't forget, I have a citizenship granted by the council, and I have contributed wisdom and strength to my home planet. In a way, I'm one of you. It's just that I stand taller and see farther than you, and at the same time debunk your true thoughts under the mask of hypocrisy. Darrant has never been an inclusive civilization, and no matter how many powerful bloodlines you absorb or how many magical races you accept, it will ultimately be to wrest power from them. You are thieves, liars, cold-blooded and ruthless predators. ”

As he said this, the boy subconsciously turned his gaze to the familiar figure not far away.

This guy is none other than Oron, who has just been promoted to councillor as a mentor who has taught him countless knowledge and techniques.

The latter, apparently aware of this, sighed slightly, and said in a very complicated tone: "You are right! From the very beginning, we have been watching you, using you, trying to figure out where your incomparable talent and wisdom come from. Sometimes I really wish it would be nice if you could get a little bit stupid. In this way, we will be able to maintain that intimacy and harmony. ”

"Intimacy and harmony, dear teacher, do you know how long I've endured? Do you know how hard it is for me to force myself to pretend that I don't know anything so that I don't show disgust or disgust? No, you don't know anything. From the age of three, I understood that you were a pawn sent by the council to spy on me. The boy cracked his mouth and smiled playfully.

"Three years old?!" Oren's whole body trembled involuntarily, and his huge pupils revealed undisguised surprise and fear. "So...... You've been acting all these years?"

"Yes, just as you're hiding who you are, I'm hiding my true self. I know that every once in a while, you will secretly use magic items to test the energy level in my body, and then use this as a basis for judgment. But what you don't know is that over the years, whenever you show up with that magic item, I've poured the energy from my body into a container that has been prepared secretly. In other words, you're only getting one-tenth of my true level......"