Chapter 1189: After receiving the dog food, I have to work

The white light and the rippling red light on the circle intertwined, causing endless fluctuations like earthquakes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoSeveral of the alchemists closest to the light were even shocked on the spot...... As for the black dragon that used his body to block the attacks of the demon refiners, it was even more covered by light, and he couldn't really see it anymore.

"No, no, no, no! No, no, my circle! My Abyssal Gate! What the hell have you done! The black-robed "human" wizard roared loudly, "It took me three hundred years to change the structure of the spell again, a qualitative change!" It's impossible to destroy! With the existing magic circle strike mode, it won't work at all! ā€

He let out such an unbelievable roar, his voice was full of self-doubt and the impact of subverted worldview, as if a madman demon scientist who had spent his whole life studying hard to finally develop a perpetual motion machine flying magic carpet, and rushed out of the door with this thing, only to find that even the flying boots were now the toys of a bear child.

Then, a second layer of white light fell from the spatial crack and hit the circle again. Together, on the other side of the field in the distance, the huge half-ball of light, that is, the Abyss Gate, couldn't help but ripple, and heavy fluctuations and ripples resounded. The spatial turbulence flowed out of the ball of light, they were like a group of murderers who had been imprisoned for a long time, and they were depressed all over, and now that they were out of prison, they were naturally going to be retaliated. So, he recklessly wandered through the dense demon group around the Abyss Gate. Many low-level demons who lacked resistance were immediately broken down into invisible particles by the spatial turbulence that was much more violent than the chaotic and evil ones.

"Close that spatial rift! Turn off that crack! You idiots! The black-robed "wizard" shouted as he tried to launch a flickering jump to support, but he had just pinched a handprint, but he had to change his gesture again, pointed his palm in the air, and opened a rainbow shield, facing the ice storm that rushed over his head.

A scarred white dragon didn't know when it had rushed to his head, and the two terrifying "Round Tube Demon Path Flying Props" under the opponent's armpits had already burned red at this time, and they had already stopped firing. There were already several demons and demons on his body, like a rabid beast, hanging on the white dragon's body with sharp claws and teeth, constantly tearing at his scales and body. However, even with such pain and injury, the white dragon continued to move forward, and also spat out a deadly dragon breath to himself.

Like the Silver Dragon, the White Dragon's Breath is also an ice and snow attribute, and although the rules of mana are far worse than the latter, it is better in terms of absolute control over scale and extreme temperatures. The breath of an adult white dragon can even condense air into solids. Enemies exposed to the direct impact of his breath did not even feel the pain to the bone, and even their souls and bones were frozen.

However, such a powerful dragon's breath has never been able to break through the rainbow coating unfolded by the black-robed "human" wizard. The wizard stretched out his hand and shrank it, and the shield of the rainbow light seemed to directly turn into a large overwhelming curtain, closing and closing, enveloping the ice storm on the spot, and then disappeared together.

The wizard stretched out his hand and pointed at it, although the finger of death did not kill the white dragon on the spot, it destroyed all the defense power in the sense of the rules on his body, and even caused the reverse flow of magic power, and it began to explode directly under the dragon scales. The short but ferocious Skin-Peeling Demon took the opportunity to tear open the dragon scales and burrow into his body.

The white dragon finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell on the spot, slamming heavily on the ground, but his dragon knight, a high elf knight who was also already scarred, pounced on him with an elven sword in each hand. Before the person arrived, the sword qi had already blown the scalp of the black-robed "human" wizard numb, that is, even the hood and mask on his head were knocked off, and the image of a "human" middle-aged scholar was indeed revealed - yes, except that the skin was a little blue and lacked the life texture that a normal person should have, and the glasses were also completely fiery red, as if they were burning with flames like the Barlow Flame Demon, it was indeed no different from ordinary human middle-aged people. His facial features and appearance are really mediocre, wearing a pair of glasses, he is weaker, but he has a bit of a scholar's style, and he is the most mediocre type who can't get the title of professor until he is 50 years old.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Tsk, Dragon Knight, that's why I hate dealing with you hot-blooded youths who are often angry! The black-robed wizard who looked like an anthropologist waved his hand, and eight snake-shaped purple abyssal flames rose from the ground, engulfing the elven dragon knight in an instant.

This is Yumengand's breath, the most powerful of demonic magic, but a magic that humans simply cannot master.

And this black-robed wizard, who looked like a "human", watched with such interest as the dragon knight struggled in the flames, and then turned to ashes in excruciating pain, with a twisted and happy hideous smile on his face. By this time, he was not like an ordinary scholar, but a bit of a typical villain of a superhero movie, the aura of a mad scientist.

"Die! Destroy in agony! The soul will also be tormented in the flames! If it's not you, if it's not you! He gritted his teeth.

However, the wizard's enjoyment did not last long, and at this moment, a third white light roared out from the spatial crack and smashed violently on the circle again. The two demon refining demons who wanted to stabilize the structure of the magic circle rushed too close, and they were immediately involved in the spread of magic power fluctuations, and their bones were lost on the spot.

"It can't go on like this!" The wizard thought to himself. Although he is a more realistic guy than all the higher demons, he has always believed in safety first.

As long as his life is still alive, there will always be a day when he can take revenge and go back. He was so convinced of that.

He thought about the days when he was human...... Originally, he was already in a high position at a young age, and even established a country. At that time, he was so powerful, and he was so close to the truth of the arcane law, that even the lineage of Laxis, who had been a genius for generations, was eclipsed in front of himself at that time. He is the greatest master of space manipulation among the spellcasters of the entire world, and he has even begun to try to study the subject of making people truly "immortal" - not the so-called "immortality" of the undead of the living. In his eyes, Kazan was nothing more than a third-rate researcher with two knives, crude and ignorant, without imagination, and the results of his research were naturally unproductive failures - but immortal in the realm of life like a god!

However, this is clearly a research march towards the truth, but it is caught by the enemy, and it is slandered as another heretic who tries to challenge the taboo of life and death, an admirer of Kazan, and a spy of Henas.

"No kidding? Kazan, a mere old zombie, a third-rate and half-irrigated researcher, why should a genius demon master like me bow down to orders! ā€

Unfortunately, his arguments will not be heard. Having lost all his political status, he had become a wanted man and had no choice but to flee his homeland in embarrassment. While hiding in Tibet, he learned that his entire family had been killed by the enemy.

Then, in desperation, he met the Divine Descendant of Ramheed...... He chose to obey, although according to his own words, it was just a win-win cooperation for everyone. With the help of the Demon Lord, he transformed his body into a demon who was infinitely close to the Demon Descendant of the Abyss, making him even stronger and gaining a near-eternal lifespan.

He became an assistant to the Prime Minister of the Abyss, Orodal, and became the second most important figure in the Demon Research Department. And he did come up with feasible research results - for example, this abyss gate with a new type of surgical structure. Ramhid even promised him that when all went well, he would get his own territory, his subjects, and become a true lord of the abyss, just like another Orendar .

At that time, it will be a good opportunity for revenge! The enemies are gone, but their families still exist, and the hypocritical kingdom they built still exists!

However, if you think about it carefully, you can live, you can be "immortal", and you can one day take revenge on all the enemies you had at the beginning, but the price you pay is to put your knowledge, soul, and destiny at the disposal of the King of Calamity.

Now that he has received the dog food from the Calamity King, of course, he can only work for others honestly. This Abyss Gate is the big news that the Calamity King has spent more than ten centuries finally holding back after being driven back to the Abyss by the Dawn Alliance a thousand years ago, and if something really happens, it will be difficult for him to find a reason, and it will be difficult for him to withstand the wrath of the ancient demon god.

He looked at the white light that was amazingly powerful, as if every violent impact could cause a violent spatial shock, and swallowed his saliva with palpitations, but gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, after all, he could only bite the bullet and launch a spatial flicker over there.

He smelled a mixture of blood, in addition to the demonic blood of sulfur, which he was already very familiar with, there was also the blood of dragons flowing with vitality, and the blood of ordinary humans. Although he was still a human wizard on the outside, his inner body had already been demonized, and he couldn't help but lick his lips.

We all know that demons like to collect souls, but other than that, they also love the taste of fresh flesh and blood, and act more like a group of hungry predators roaming the wasteland.

The more powerful the individual, the more sacred the creature, the more obsessed they become. For the abyssal species, this is like some kind of intoxicating hobby, if you talk about the herbs of ordinary human flesh and blood, the elves are big (meow) hemp, and as for dragons and angels, it is probably ice.

Devouring the flesh and blood of living beings not only makes the demons feel good, but also good for the body, and naturally, even the Abyss Lord will never reject such enjoyment. And the abyssal high demons like the black-robed wizards who are not so "pure-blooded" will be more eager to indulge in such sensory stimulation. If it were in the past, he would probably have pounced on the dragon's body and drank blood by this time, all the dragon blood, all the dragon scales, and most of the dragon meat were still the nourishment for his evolution...... But at this time, he must be patient, he must repair the magic circle as quickly as possible, of course, the so-called symptomatic treatment must be more curative, and before that, he must close the tiresome space gap above his head.

Even if he had confidence in the new type of circle he had designed, the crumbling of the circle after withstanding three consecutive blows also made the black-robed wizard's confidence in himself falter, and he didn't know if the circle could withstand the fourth time.

Fortunately, in the midst of a chaotic tide of magic, he finally saw his goal. A human dragon knight...... Well, maybe it's a human with elven blood, right? He wore the standard armor of a dragon knight, but his armor was covered in burns and wounds, and his face was covered in dust and blood. He stood beside a dead black dragon, holding a strange prop in one hand and a straight knife in the other, supporting his crumbling body, but he just didn't fall, like a lone wolf guarding the corpse of his companion.

By his side, all the alchemists responsible for the manipulation of the magic circle had already died. However, he is already the only one alive among all the dragon knights who have invaded the abyss......

However, this is already a dying person. The Abyssal Demon disguised as a "human" wizard thought to himself, even if I left him alone, he would be able to hold on for another minute or two at most.

However, even if it was only for a minute or two, the human wizard would never dare to delay. He could not only feel the vitality that was about to be cut off in the other party's body, but he could also feel the spatial Dao mark on his body...... The opposing mage who constantly bombarded his own magic circle was able to complete such a cross-dimensional strike through the medium of this dragon knight, right?

"Don't linger any longer, your fate has been decided!" The wizard said in a gloomy voice, "I'm Ruz Morris!" You've probably heard my name! If you stop resisting now, I can give you a clean death, the death of a knight. ā€

"I've heard your name...... A member of the Supreme Council of the Bachelor League, the founding father of the Federation, one of the greatest magicians of all time, and a master of the space field, but after all, he failed in a brutal political struggle, fled the Federation, and then disappeared. Your political enemies declare that you have fallen and become a lackey of the demons of the Abyss. Originally, I thought it was a typical propaganda routine. The dragon knight said slowly.

However, such a big news that will definitely cause an uproar among the countries and even affect the legitimacy of the federal regime to a certain extent seems to be just a small episode for the current dragon knights. He leaned against the black dragon's body behind him, and pressed his face against the black dragon's already cold body, his expression seemed to be a little trance: "...... After all, there is still no way for you to eat Ansdy black bull. ā€

The Abyss Demon, who had been a real human mage, had lost all patience and was ready to pounce on it and kill him on the spot, but the dragon knight suddenly raised the strange prop in his hand - it was a strange prop, like a large individual ballista, with a lying handle, a shoulder rest, and a trigger, but no bowstring or arrows. The front section is a metal pipe with a black, large, thick, and deep opening, facing his face.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ You'd better be at ease. This is a gift from my good friend Lu Xi's younger brother, called the Shenma shotgun trial work. I'm calling it Whitebeard, in honor of my dead pet dog. He babbled like a nagging old man who had fallen into his own world: "But actually, even I don't know what this thing can do." ā€

Once a high-ranking demon who was still a human being, the dragon knight who was already at the end of the crossbow was bluffing, and pounced on the other party with his teeth and claws. Then, he only heard a loud "boom", and he was stunned by the sudden countless bullets at close range, and half of his body was pierced by shrapnel - this demon technology nerd, who has been hiding in the abyss for more than 400 years, researching the new space gate, may be too arrogant, rarely pay attention to the new magic path and technological achievements in the world, do not know the existence of the guiding force, and have never seen the power of the shotgun, so naturally there is no way to defend against it.

"Ahhh I can do it to this extent! "Dragon Knight Squad Captain Krel? Belmont sighed with emotion, walked up to the demon wizard who had been half-killed by the shotgun, and cut off the opponent's head with a single sword. He looked at the abyssal demons around him who were pressing towards him step by step, threw away the shotgun that had finished shooting in his hand, took a step back, leaned against the black dragon's body again, lowered his eyelids, and began to gasp for air.

Then, an even more fiery and frantic blow, but much more powerful than ever, once again blasted out of the cracks in the space. The light covered the fire in the hell, the crumbling red light of the circle, and all the demons gathered around it in a bright glow.

The huge abyss gate, the hemispherical huge ball of light, seemed to cut off all the connection of magic power, and it fell apart in an instant.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Hehehehehe, it worked! Krell? Belmont, who died here today! I've always thought this line was cool, and I've always wanted to say it! However, these guys are all strangely shaped, and they can't communicate at first glance, and even if they do, they won't show my heroic posture in the last battle! The dragon knight muttered, "As a result, Black Cloud, I was so handsome just now, and you didn't even see it." ā€

The black dragon girl, who had been cut off from life, naturally had no way to answer her partner's words, but the dragon knight was still babbling, as if she had a thousand words and couldn't say enough. What he didn't know was that at a time when he had completely stopped paying attention to his surroundings, a familiar figure had drilled through the crack in the space that was about to close, and was landing.