Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the sky sounded one after another above the dueling platform, and the cyan wind blades were connected together, and in the middle of it was Diablo's embarrassed figure.

Shout!

A blade of wind narrowly grazed Diablo's neck, and his body had bent into an eerie posture.

If he had just hesitated at all, he would have ended up with his head on the ground now.

Damn, he just wanted to kill me!

Diablo looked annoyed, but at this time his body was already wrapped in gray mist, and even his fist became blurred when he stretched out, so he had no idea where the referee and the pale man were.

Otherwise, he must sue this guy for intentional murder!

Diablo, who was accustomed to head-to-head confrontation, felt such an aggrieved thing for the first time, even though he ran to the place where the wind blade came from the first time it came, but he still pounced.

The anger directly caused the crimson aura around Diablo to swell, but both Diablo himself and the Yin Man knew that he would definitely not be able to last long with such a level of magic stimulation!

Now he is already a trapped beast!

It's just that Diablo still can't control his anger, and the crimson aura swept the entire ring, but the gray mist seems to be rooted in the ring, without the slightest shaking, and the gray mist in front of Diablo's eyes is still solid.

Swish!

Diablo instantly climbed down, and a cyan wind blade flew over his head, cutting off a few strands of red hair that he didn't have time to fall.

After losing Diablo's madness magic, the redhead slowly turned black in the air, and by the time it fell to the ground, it had returned to its original pitch black.

Diablo looked at his hair that had fallen to the ground, and a flash of doubt suddenly flashed in his eyes.

It's just that the next few wind blades that flew over in a row interrupted his thoughts, and each time he was avoided, as if he was dancing between life and death, giving him a lot of pressure in it.

"How about it? Do you know how to respect your seniors? If you kneel down and admit your mistake, maybe I'll let you go. Because of the next attack, I'm going to be 'serious'......!

The pale and gloomy man's raspy crow-like voice came, causing Diablo to frown.

This time, the pale and gloomy man's voice still did not have a definite direction, as if it sounded directly from Diablo's head, with a breathtaking power.

"Since you're not coming out...... Then I won't look for it!"

Diablo's legs were bent, his back was stiff, and his arms hung below his knees, as if he were imitating an ape.

This strange posture didn't bring any magical effect, so the pale and gloomy man was silent for a while

degree vocalization.

"Are you planning to surrender, are you going to surrender?" the kneeling position is too ugly......" He was about to continue, but Diablo's eyes suddenly burst into a scarlet light.

"Roar!"

A roar that could not be distinguished from a beast's roar or a man's roar came from Diablo's mouth, and even as he roared, a small red hexagram bloomed in front of him, amplifying his voice many times more.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Sound reverberates through the vast space of the arena, reflecting off the walls around the arena, placing the arena at the center of the sound wave.

"Ahh

A miserable cry seemed so small in the roar, but with a kind of viciousness and anger that could not be concealed, it made people's hearts startled.

"You...... What have you done!" the pale, gloomy man said in disbelief.

At this time, the gray fog in front of Diablo's eyes gradually dispersed, and he suddenly had a feeling of being separated from the world, and in front of him, there was a face full of distortion and viciousness.

"No! it can't be! How did you get out? you should die in it!" the pale man seemed to have been hit again, and several streams of blood that meandered like small snakes left from his mouth, nose and eyes, rendering his facial expression even more hideous.

Diablo looked down at his body and saw that the wounds that had existed before had not left a single trace, even his own severed hair was intact.

He raised his head and looked at the pale and gloomy man who had fallen into the tip of the bull's horns and couldn't extricate himself, and said.

"What you just cast is an illusion, right?"

Diablo hated the boring magic that Emilia talked about, but he also learned when he was in the Night Keep, and every battle enriched his experience and made him improve continuously.

Diablo hadn't really seen such a thing as a fantasy, so he was passive at first.

But he once heard a veteran tell him that illusions are characterized by deceiving your eyes, your senses, and everything you touch.

Illusions allow you to see a world that is infinitely close to reality, but there must be something fake in it.

Mages who use illusions usually make their illusions as simple as possible, so that there are fewer flaws and less mana consumed.

The new arrival in the Mist of Illusion is a very successful example, he successfully disconnected Diablo from his original environment, causing him to fall completely into the trap of the pale and gloomy man.

It's just that I don't know if he's too careless, or if he wants to tease Diablo too much. There was a huge flaw in his illusion!

He couldn't imagine how accurate a man who was obsessed with fighting all day could have a good grasp of his body, even the weight of a single hair would have made him

Readjust your combat stance to maximize your attack power.

So when the strand of hair was cut off in the illusion, Diablo realized that something was wrong, and even made the right judgment.

And the veteran who told him about the existence of the illusion mage in the first place also taught him how to deal with this situation.

The maintenance of the illusion requires a lot of soul power, but this is also the time when the soul is most vulnerable.

When the soul is in a state of complete tension, even the slightest damage can cause it to take a heavy hit, and the damage to the soul is almost irreversible!

That's why the pale and gloomy man was so heartbroken at this time, looking at Diablo viciously, as if he wanted to eat him raw!

Diablo used a spell he had begged from their legion leader, the Red Tiger, and his name was Red Tiger Roar.

There's no way, this is the Red Tiger Legion Commander's old man's own invention, and it's up to him to choose a name.

It's just that although this magic sounds very casual, the process of cultivation is not easy at all. Diablo feels like his throat hurts hotly even when he thinks about it now, and his body feels like he's been whipped over.

It's brutal!

It's just that the effect of this kind of magic is also very good, and there are not many magic that directly hit the soul!

Diablo couldn't help frowning as he looked at the pale and gloomy man's miserable appearance.

"What's the matter? You're still not admitting defeat even after you're hurt like this?"

He was greeted with a vicious gaze, like a poisonous snake staring at the guy who had hurt him, ready to launch his next attack.

Diablo didn't get used to him, and just punched him.

The pale man hurriedly retreated, trying to activate the illusion again, but there seemed to be a crisp click from the depths of his soul. The great pain from his soul instantly brought his body to a halt, and he couldn't avoid the punch.

Bang!

Diablo's iron fist pierced the pale man's jaw, and the flesh was so blurry that it was unbearable to look at it directly.

I saw him fly upside down and fly out of the dueling ring, and was caught at the moment when he was about to land.

"Enough, let's throw in the towel!"

Gao Ke's figure appeared in the audience, only to see him glaring viciously at Diablo on the stage, and then looked at Cizer in the audience.

You can give anything, but you can't let the momentum.

Cizer glared straight back, and beside him, Auston was also watching Goco, as if to overwhelm the enemy in momentum.

"Hmph! we'll see!"

Gao Ke turned his head and dropped a cruel word, and hurriedly hugged the pale and gloomy man who was already unconscious to go to the doctor.

At this time, the referee on the stage slowly announced.

"Diablo wins!"