Sawa scoffed excitedly, but it wasn't just a mockery, it was a laugh of ecstasy.

Because, if it can kill a high-level Nightless Clan, it will gain enough 'experience' to rival that of tens of thousands of Red Devils. (The demon calls the lives of other races experiences)

"And if you're lucky, maybe you can devour her soul, and in that way, you'll be closer to the Pseudo-Heavenly Demon!" (Pseudo-Heavenly Demon: Under the Demon King, a super-superior demon above the superior demon.) )

At this moment, Zuowa didn't have too many thoughts about the little girl of the Nightless Clan in front of him. For Sawa, where did the 'little girl' in front of her come from? Who is it? How high is the level? It's not what it cares about. Because of his absolute confidence in his realm-swapping magic, Sawa completely treats Ninety-Nine as a lamb to the slaughter, a steak waiting to be cooked.

On the other side, Ninety-Nine listened to the speech and laughter of the underbeaten, and his originally angry heart suddenly eased. Because all the actions of this man are the villain image of his dreams. Without Tie Hanhan's villain, can it still be called a different world?

"Hmm...... Death? Well, just give it a try! Ninety-nine stared at two hideous eyes in his heart and said, "Magic? Absorbed? Doesn't exist?! I don't have any magic in my body at all, all the magic is in my ghost claws (magic mechanism). ”

"And you, you can't extract it at all. The ghost claw (magic mechanism) that can't be removed without a demonic body, and you still want to extract it with your inherent enchantment?! Joke! Ninety-nine gritted his teeth in his heart and smiled softly, "Ah~ It's really touching~ It's amazing to meet such a professional villain!" Finally, I can finally have a serious experience with the world~"

Ninety-nine thought as he happily 'threw thunder' on the ground.

On the other side, Sawa in the air already felt the magic that was constantly converging into his body.

“OHHHH!! Here it comes! Here it comes!! Uh-oh! Refreshing!! The huge eyeballs in the air became hideous with excitement, and the bulging blood vessels around the whites of the eyes were constantly jumping. A huge mouth under the cloak, the corners of the mouth hooked high. It looks like he's really excited.

The magic power of the high-level race is completely incomparable to the middle-level race like the Red Devil Race. Sawa doesn't know how many years he has lived, and he doesn't know how many people he has killed with the exchange of realms.

However, the magic of the Red Devil Clan is really completely incomparable to the magic of the little girl in front of him. To make an analogy, it's like the difference between drinking muddy water and mountain spring water.

“emmmm！ What a sweet taste! This is the (magic) taste of the Nightless Girl! Sawa thought excitedly. The black flame on the ghost's claws also burst into flames in an instant.

"Come on! Little girl! I'm going to have a good time with you today!" Sawa roared happily, sounding very stupid. And the reason for being crazy is naturally because the taste of Ninety-Nine Magic is too sweet. (The taste of the magic of the Nightless Clan should be far less than that of the Elves and Dragons.) But the magic of the little girl in front of her was sweeter than any elf or dragon that Zuowa had devoured. )

"Yes! Let's play!" Ninety-nine also replied in a milky voice, without madness, and confidently below.

"Hmm! What a cute voice! Zuowa couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Hey~ It's a pity, I'm not interested in the little girl." ”

Suddenly, both sides increased the power of their magic. The spillover surface formed by the collision of 20 groups of level 8 magic also immediately expanded, from the original 40 meters to 50 meters. and began to shoot out mana cracks around it.

Some of these arc-covered black and silver discrepts landed on the Black Colosseum's auditorium, some on the guardrails, and some on the closest to the guardrails. and dissolve all the black stones in these locations.

"Hahahaha! I didn't expect to be so lucky today, not only to be able to withdraw the army in advance, but also to eat a Nightless Clan. It's – it's amazing! Sawa was ecstatic in his heart, "But why did it go so well? Could it be said? Is it because of Brayid?! - Hehe, maybe. ”

Zuowa secretly sighed in his heart, while Ninety-Nine on the other side didn't realize that his magic power was draining away rapidly.

The reason is actually very simple, that is, the total amount of magic power in the ninety-nine body (within the ghost claw) is too much.

Although Sawa's Realm Swap was indeed frantically absorbing Ninety-Nine's magic power, Ninety-Nine's magic power was too low for Ninety-Nine's magic power, so Ninety-Nine couldn't even detect that his mana was being consumed.

Sakuwa, who didn't know the true appearance, continued to read in the direction of Ninety-nine, who was blocked by the overflowing face, and mocked: "Hmph, hum~I'll see how long you can last, little girl~."

And under the staggered black and white spilled surface, there came a ninety-nine dumb reply sarcasm: "Hehe"

"Hmph, arrogant imp." Sawa smacked his tongue in his heart.

After 10 seconds......

Sawa continued to taunt: "I'm already feeling tired! It's not a good feeling to have the magic drained away! Give up the resistance! Little girl"

"Huh?" Ninety-nine's voice inexplicably became very cute, and the heart said What did this person say?

Sawa grinned, "Tsk, see how long you can last!" ”

Another 10 seconds passed......

Looking at the untouched magic in front of him, Sawa gradually felt that things didn't seem to be as simple as he imagined. But he continued to taunt: "Give up resistance, so that you can be a little easier~"

"......" This time, Ninety-Nine simply didn't answer.

Annoyed by Ninety-Nine's ignorance, Sawa snorted angrily and stopped talking.

……

The two sides were at a stalemate for 40 seconds.

In these 40 seconds, both sides consumed a lot of mana, and since they were both using level 8 attack magic, and it was 10, the consumption was far from normal.

Zuowa, who was flying in the air, trembled slightly, and the black flame attached to the claw also appeared 'fault': one burned and the other went out.

This is not because of Sawa's magic power, but because of the fatigue caused by casting high-level aggressive (very large mana) magic for a long time.

The big eyeballs in the air looked at the scattered face below that did not move at all, and muttered in his heart: "What's the matter, why is this little girl not tired?" Looking at her appearance, she is only about a thousand years old, how can she persist in my change of circumstances for so long? ”

"Does she really have so much magic?!" Sawa was dripping in a cold sweat, and the pupils of his giant eyes constricted slightly, activating a layer of magical perception.

Then something that made him even more stunned happened, and there was no magic power visible to Ninety-Nine at all. The only place where the magic power existed was the knife in the hands of the ninety-nine and the ghost claw, as well as the 10 magic arrays over there.