Thus, the duel ended in the flames of spitting......

The mage is dead.

Carlos Loew's body fell to the ground, he may not be a powerful mage, but tonight's death had little to do with his spellcasting ability, and the main reason was that this sudden disaster happened at night.

Night is the time when mages are most vulnerable compared to their usual times.

Just as a Ranger's longbow requires arrows, spell slots are the mage's "ammunition". In order to ensure that the new day is able to cast spells normally, the mage must restore his spell slot with a good quality eight hours of sleep. The phrase "mages don't keep vigil" is not an excuse for these spellcasters to be lazy, but they do have to follow the rules, the rules of magic.

The Oliverin Adventure Group went out of the city during the day today and had an adventure mission. So with the death of the mage leader, they were in danger of destruction at this time.

The adventurers each held the weapon in their hands and fought with the demonic monster they were facing at the moment, those enemies on the ground were composed of a large number of cowardly demons and a few babu demons, among which the cowardly demon looked like a fat mass of flesh about one hundred and twenty centimeters tall, and the flabby fangs and small mouths and deformed long claws that lacked a sense of strength made the combat efficiency of this demon very low, and the value of their existence seemed to be constantly killed by the adventurers wielding weapons at the glandalcos, Make up for the lack of combat effectiveness with numerical superiority, and try to cause operational trouble to adventurers.

Instead, the Báb Demon moves quickly from crowd to crowd as an independent and efficient killer.

The emaciated humanoid monster was about 180 centimeters tall, covered in a dark skin like leather, with a single horn at the back of its head protruding upwards in a crescent-like reflex, a large mouth full of sharp teeth that took up half of the filthy creature's face, and scalpel-like claws that slashed out a splash of blood from a person's body every time it passed by.

Gradually, the corpses of the cowardly demons and the dead adventurers fell together in a mess.

The deputy head of the Orichal, Rundel, a blonde man in his thirties, a part-time warrior priest who believed in the god of order, Ode, struggled to swing the chain flail in his hand and smashed a cowardly fleshy face beside him into a dent, two blue eyes raised vigilantly to the sky with his gaze, and the mouth surrounded by a mouth-shaped beard suddenly screamed in fright: "Carlos?!" ”

He saw a bright red hole in his mage's chest that pierced through his back, and then he fell to the ground with a thud, and the neck bone in his neck made a palpitating sound the moment his head hit the ground.

The death of the mage leader was a heavy blow to the morale of the adventurers, and they still had a squad of single-digit men left, struggling to survive the cowardly Demon Sea tactics and the bloody harvest of the Babu Demon.

The monster that killed Carlos not long ago in the night sky flapped its wings and looked down on the battlefield below, it was a Flomo with the ability to fly, its slender limb structure made it more than two hundred and forty centimeters tall and not bulky, and its blue skin looked like an ugly version of a hairless griffin.

Flo is stronger than Babu and is usually slightly weaker than Berserker.

The "bird" demon hovered in the sky, his eyes coldly scanning the humans mixed with his fellow demonic creatures, his dexterous body suddenly found his target and launched a powerful dive, two long and sharp forelimbs like troll arms spread out their claw-like fingers to approach Rundle who had just screamed.

The demon's wisdom gave it the talent to read battles, and it judged that the Priest Vice-Master it was targeting was leading the remaining human adventurers in this battle.

Rundle looked back in shock, the deputy's steel shield had not had time to be raised, and the iron helmet had fortunately protected the man's head at this critical moment.

The demon's claws flew low, knocking out a few cowardly demons that were in the way, and then rose up into the sky, turning nimbly, and soon unleashed a second round of swift assault on Rundle, who had broken a hole in his helmet.

It's a pity that a crossbow that also found it at this time spoiled its good deeds. The crossbow was from Grolaydon's Acid Fang Crossbow, and the weapon attribute of the shock shot knocked Flo in mid-air out of balance for a moment.

"Hold on, Orichalcum!" The old thief's cry was accompanied by a magical sound, followed from the side of the battlefield.

The remnants of the Orichalcum Adventure Group were taken aback, and then they all turned their heads in surprise to find that a team of seven had arrived in time to support them.

While Jay uses the lute in her hand to play a musical spell called Courage Sonata and Thea still applies brute force to Urs, helping the black-haired young man to wield his greatsword in a rage, leading Stonefist, Koto, and Eddie, the captain of the guard who came with them, into a sea of cowardice in front of him.

The cowardly demon's weak strength was reduced to a springboard for homeopathic slashing under the slash of the cursed blade. Urs reactivated the barbarian's berserk state as soon as he arrived, and said that most of his three rages a day would have to be exhausted in tonight's battle, but the reward of this ability made him feel quite refreshed at the moment.

Stonefist, Koto, and Eddie don't show the same level of combat as he seems, but they are also indispensable, and help the remaining adventurers effectively contain the fast-pacing Babu demons.

Flomo flapped his wings in mid-air, his eyes looked down in displeasure at the sour bolt in his abdomen, then changed his target, and immediately opened his beak wide open to the old thief on the side of the battlefield, from which a deafening scream erupted.

Flo's scream is an innate ability of this demonic monster, which can erupt once an hour, and any non-demonic creature within thirty feet of it must pass an immunity check for physical toughness, or it will fall into a state of shock that lasts for about six or seven seconds.

Shrill screams filled the place, and everyone present immediately tightened their brows and gritted their teeth, except for Urs, who was directly immune to the negative effects of this ugly ghost cry under the various immunity effects granted by the berserk state.

The young man bared his teeth and raised his head decisively, pointing his left hand on the Ring of Impact at one of the wings on its back, releasing a spiral of wind blade air.

The long-range strike provided by the Ring of Impact lived up to his expectations at this momentous moment. Flomo ignored the magic shot from the brute, and one side of his body was suddenly skewed by the wings strangled by the wind blade current, and then shot down.

Of course, it wasn't completely shot down, and it just fell out of mid-air - but that brief opportunity didn't slip out of Urs's eyes.

The black-haired young man opened his bloodshot red eyes, and his steps leaped past the few cowardly demons around him, and he jumped with all his might.

The leaping movements under the sprint were supported by his strong and powerful leg muscles, so that he could barely reach the height of the bird-like demon in the falling state at the moment, and the heavy black greatsword in his hand then slashed the latter's slender and long neck with a skillful swing of the sword-

[You killed Flomo]

[XP +1060 (Special Kill Bonus)]

[Note: The character's experience points have met the upgrade requirements]

The greatsword swung over, a decapitating blow.

Warnes is on top - fuck the demons of the abyss!

He volleyed into the air at the corpse of the demon in front of him, and said in his heart that Flomo's bird neck was indeed much easier to deal with than the toad head of the berserk demon before.

And by the way, it seems that your experience points are enough to level up again?