The magic sword is a product of the demon race, but because other tribes covet the powerful power of the magic sword, many dark magicians will try to make their own magic sword. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Of course, this kind of thing can never be so easy to forge success, failure is common sense. However, those failed products that have been crafted are often powerful magic weapons with huge dark magic, but the failed demonic sword is a meaningless existence for the mage, and there is a certain chance that it will hurt itself in the process of being used by the owner. Therefore, most of the final endings of these magic swords are buried or sealed and discarded.

But now these 'demonic swords' have been secretly collected by someone for some reason, and whimsically inserted in the back of this monster, and maybe some of them have the power to copy and regenerate, relying on the flesh and blood of the monster can continue to regenerate new magic swords, which is why the previous attacks will come wave after wave, as if they will never stop. Of course, the bond between these magic swords and monsters can be much more complicated than what the eye sees. The secret is also known only to the person behind the scenes. So it is impossible to eliminate it by disconnecting them from each other.

"That's why this monster is able to resist my elven magic, and to be able to use these magic swords to absorb the magic of transforming light... It turned out to be a magical beast..."

Qile covered one side of his eyes, as if in pain.

"There must be a magic sword on the back of this demonic beast that leads his actions, and that sword controls all demonic swords. Qile, this is very similar to the king beast you told me before. ”

Ilt knew why Qiraku was in such pain, and when he traveled alone in his early years, Chang Chang would fall into a deep sleep, and those king beasts liked nothing more than to attack the elves with high magic and absorb their mana. Therefore, Qile was also attacked by the king beast in his sleep, and at that time it also left a deep scar on his face, which almost caused his right eye to be blinded. Later, it was Thranduil who removed the painful scar for him. The forms of the king beasts are different, some are like nightmares, and some are like ordinary beasts, but the only thing that remains unchanged is that they are all demonic beasts, high-level demonic beasts. This Sword Mountain monster was eroded by darkness from the outside to the inside, and it was very likely that it was one of the king beasts of the Demon God.

"There are some similarities, and they are more than equal."

In the hundreds of years that Qile has been awake, the biggest damage he has suffered is the invasion of that dream. The horror of the demon god is far more than the demon god itself, there are many monsters from his side. Most of these king beasts are not raised by the demon god himself, but are given names by the demon god and then transferred to the demon clan under his command for cultivation and training. It is said that there is only one king beast by the side of the demon god, which has remained unchanged for generations, but no one has ever seen it, even the high-level demons around the demon god.

"It's too arrogant."

Ilte used all his strength to resist the opponent's attack, and countless long swords attacked and fell, but these specially shaped magic swords were nailed to the magic circle, and they did not move at all.

"If it goes on like this, if the circle doesn't break, your body won't be able to bear it."

Qile began to speed up the fluttering of his wings, and Ilt could feel a crisp cold wind rapidly forming behind him.

"When I give you the signal, you put the circle away."

"Okay."

The green wind with the smell of mint in nature kept pouring out from behind him, Qile's left hand was on Ilte's mechanical arm, and he lightly struck it with his fingernails, and after an almost inaudible 'ding' sound, Ilte's hands were folded, and the huge defensive circle was instantly shattered, and Qile also let go of the hand holding Ilte's shoulder at the same time, and Ilte jumped down and landed on the ground. The green whirlwind overhead swept countless demonic swords through it, forming a sword tornado in the air. The tornado moved left and right in front of Qiraku, blocking most of the magic swords shot by the Sword Mountain monster.

"Crack!"

With a command from Qiraku, the sword tornado split into three on the left and right, building an impenetrable barrier between the monster and Qiraku.

Seeing this, the Sword Mountain monster stopped attacking and began to crawl left and right, as if looking for the weak point of the sword tornado.

"Ilte, it can't attack with its sword right now."

"Hmm!"

The Ilte is small and easy to navigate from tornado to tornado. He lowered his body, and the whole person was almost prostrate on the ground, and his right leg moved back, stomping the ground. Aiming at the gap of the Stegotornado, Ilte's right calf exerted force, and the whole person ejected out like a spring, and the blue circle flickered under his feet, helping him move forward faster. In a few dodges, Ilt broke through the defense of the sword tornado and appeared on the top of the monster's head in a magic circle.

"Ahhhhh!!hh

Ilt held Erinius vertically in his hand, and the whole person jumped down towards the Sword Mountain monster as if he had added a thousand pounds of weight.

"Water Elf, turn into an ice sword and cut off the back of evil, and give us the power to defeat the monsters!"

Qile urged the spell of water, and countless ice swords came out towards the sword mountain monster!

"Woooo

The Ice Sword cut off several blades in the long sword bush, but at the same time, the ice sword also turned into water droplets and was absorbed by the monster's blade.

Ilt used those broken swords as a foothold, and without hesitation, he inserted Erinius into the monster's back!

"Whoa!!!"

The sword mountain monster roared wildly, and its whole body kept rushing towards the rock wall, as if it wanted to throw Ilt off the back.

The massive body rubbed against the rock wall, and the sword bush left countless scratches deep into the rock. Ilt grabbed Erinius in his right hand and a long sword at his feet with his left, and the whole person swayed from side to side with the monster's random collision, and almost fell into the sword bush several times. Sensing that the two swords under his feet seemed to be gradually growing new blades, Ilt took aim and jumped off his back, rolling around on the ground before stopping.

"Erinius."

Ilt was empty-handed, and the lightest sword, Erinaeus, was not on his right hand.

"Ilte, are you alright?"

Qile dodged a few times of the ore that had been splashed by the fury of the Sword Mountain monster and came to Ilte's side.

"It's okay, it's just my sword..."

Ilt looked at Erinius, who was still stuck in the sword bush not far away, and there was a subtle trace of worry in his blue eyes.

"This monster cannot be defeated by ordinary light magic, but only increases its dark power. The fact that your sword can stab it shows that its body is not invincible, which is good news for us at the moment. (To be continued.) )