When his own coercion was completely resisted, Dimiugos's expression became solemn.

He had always assumed that there were still strong people in this world who could compete with their Nasalik underground tombs, but after so many things, Dimiugos gradually came to believe in one fact.

That is, although the concentration of magic in this world is very high, it is a world where the strong are almost nothing.

At least, to date, Dimiugos has not encountered a presence that can be called an opponent.

However, the master's cautious style and thoughts influenced Dimiugos, making him think that his guess was slightly wrong, and that his master's thinking was really correct.

At this moment, Dimiugos was convinced of his master.

If it weren't for the master, he would have shown too much ability, so wouldn't he naturally fall into a disadvantage in the face of this strong man of the same level in front of him at this moment?

The enemy named 'Altair' is an existence that can stand up to the full-level guardian and even the Supreme Supreme, and her expression looks relaxed, as if she doesn't care at all about winning or losing the battle that is about to break out.

Or rather, she is sure of victory.

As mentioned before, the current Altaïr is a fairly easy thing to deal with the existence of the same level.

So in the face of the enemy who was obviously a super demon, Altaïr didn't have much feeling, and he didn't mean to talk to the other party too much.

In her opinion, since the other party is alone, then knock him down!

It's best if you can capture it alive, and it doesn't matter if you can't capture it alive, you can just destroy it.

Defeating them and then driving them away is something Altaïr can easily do.

Out of respect for his strength, Dimiugos' masked face lowered slightly, "My name, Yadabao, beautiful young lady, you can call me the Demon King!" ”

Although he reported his name, it was a false name, and Dimiugos had not forgotten his master's plan, and even if such a strong man appeared now, it could not stop him from completing his master's mission.

"Demon King?!" Altaïr frowned, and she immediately said to Mike in the Psychic Channel, 'Is he the Demon King you said you were?' He is indeed very much like a demon king, and the ugly and disgusting malicious aura that emanates from his body is simply no match for him. ’

However, Mike had to regretfully say to Altair: "He is not the Demon King, his name is Dimiugos, the demon species, full level, the justice value is extremely evil, he is a subordinate of the Demon King, he is the head of wisdom on the Demon King's side, but at the same time he has a strong strength!" ’

In other words, compared to the Demon King and the other subordinates of the Demon King, his hard power is the weakest one? ’

Well, that's pretty much it. Altaïr, are you going to destroy him here? ’

Of course, since he is ready to make a move, then he can't waste this opportunity to make a move, it's best to kill him directly, so that there is one less person in the Demon King's camp. ’

Listening to Altair's slightly innocent words, Mike couldn't help but pour cold water on her, "It's useless, the Demon King should come over later, this is what my eyes see." Moreover, the Demon King also has resurrection magic, and even if we kill this demon, he will be resurrected by the Demon King. ’

At this moment, Altaïr was silent, she didn't expect the Demon King's camp to be so tricky.

For a moment, she didn't know what to do with the situation.

At this moment, Dimiugos looked at Altair, who had not responded to him for a long time, and his face couldn't help but be annoyed.

"Do you disdain to talk to me? What a proud person, but I hope you have the strength to match this pride. ”

"Dimensional blockade! It's too sad to think about separation when we just met! So allow me to stop the people behind you from teleporting, and the separation is always a couple of goodbyes! This is more gratifying in terms of etiquette and feelings, right?! Dimiugos raised his hand to seal off the space, making it impossible for nearby generations to use teleportation magic.

At this moment, Ivelai, who was plotting to use teleportation magic behind Altair, suddenly lost the means to retreat.

She plans to use teleportation magic to take everyone except Altaïr away, otherwise staying here will be a burden to Altair, reducing Altaïr's chances of winning the battle against this demon.

It has already become a burden, and if it drags down the main combat power again, Ewell's heart is uneasy.

But now, his expectations have been disappointed, and Ivelère only hopes that Altaïr is strong enough to defeat the demon.

At this time, Ivelère also understood Altair's rudeness and ignorance of anyone.

With such strength, it is natural to have such an attitude.

Iverai was deeply touched by this.

Because her situation is similar to Altaïr's, her strength is far greater than that of the others, and the people around her are reluctant to talk to anyone other than her own companions.

It's no wonder that Mike is very protective of Altair, because if she were really angry, the entire royal capital would probably cease to exist.

Now, when everyone is in crisis, she has stepped up again.

What a strong, beautiful and kind man!

Ivelère had lived for more than two hundred and fifty years, but this was the second time she had seen a woman stronger than herself, and she was still so beautiful and stunning.

For a moment, Ivelère only felt that he was back to the way he had been when he was a child, when he first saw a magician.

Such a woman is the object of my longing!

Thinking like this, Altaïr's figure was unconsciously imprinted in Evel's heart, replacing the object of her longing, activating the dim longing after her strength surpassed that of the person she longed for.

Looking at Altair, who was confronting the demon, Evel's heart seemed to be beating again, and he couldn't help but shout, "Come on, Lord Altaïr!" ”

Everyone was startled by the cheers, even Mike and Altair.

Mike looked at Evel with a magical look, while Altaïr looked at the little one who was taller than Violet in surprise.

Although she didn't have a good impression of her, now that she was cheering herself on, Altaïr felt that she should not be left out in the cold.

"Well, I will." Altaïr whispered to Yvere.

After speaking, he smiled at her.

What was Altair's smile like?

Beautiful, holy, yet full of confidence.

The beautiful face is fused with the temperament of the strong, and then a touching smile is revealed.

At this moment, even Dimiugos couldn't help but admire Altair's beauty.

"It's, it's so beautiful! Maybe better than Shatia and Albede! ”