That demonic momentum had all wrapped around the body of this blood-red mage, and a dark red fireball suddenly appeared in his hand, floating gently in his hand like that, burning and releasing a dark red mist, as his fingers shook slightly, dexterous as if it were a life, but more importantly, it reflected some kind of order and stability.

And this is the most direct manifestation of the demonic power of those who dwell in hell and worship order and evil!

But this is not the most certain power in the hearts of this group of blood-red mages, although the devil is not like the group of untrustworthy, cunning and cruel demons, but the difference between the two is actually not that big. Especially for the most populous but extremely weak race of mankind, it is simply the best underdog.

Even if the devil always likes order, but for the perception of human beings, in fact, the human beings themselves are no different from demons, although the devils of hell and the demons of the abyss always like to fight, but still regard humans as some kind of existence that can be slaughtered wantonly.

"I'm going to, let you taste, what is called..."

The dark red mist on the body of the intermediate blood-red mage suddenly exploded, making his whole person seem to start floating in the air, and in fact, he slowly floated upward, the fireball in his hand continued to burn, and those two pairs of eyes were already as cold and cruel as the devil: "The power of the devil..."

"The power of the devil?"

Hawke also looked at the blood-red mage quietly, in the two pairs of eyes, three bloodlines were instantly entangled, he looked straight at the pair of eyes that were obviously not human, but the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a disdainful smile, just pouted: "But now you, is it still the same you used to be?" ”

In his gaze, with the rapid operation of the three major bloodlines, the entire blood-red mage in front of him has almost been seen through by him, especially the demonic power hidden in it, which is simply extremely conspicuous, and even in his eyes, this blood-red mage has begun to demonize, especially the cuticle on the top of his head, which has begun to form two small horns.

It was an obvious devil's horn, and Hawke could tell it very clearly, at least the giant horn on the top of the demon's head was quite large, and it was completely easy to distinguish from the devil's small horn. Even when you see the dense tiny scales that have appeared on your skin under the dark red mist, you can distinguish them from real humans.

Especially combined with the images of the devil that appeared in novels, movies, television, games, etc. in the previous life, as well as the rumors and descriptions heard in the world now, it is completely possible to distinguish that this blood-red mage has definitely fallen into some kind of devilish change.

"Is this the price of a deal with the devil?"

Frowning slightly, Hawke felt that it was already four or five times more powerful than before, and couldn't help but look at the blood-red mage carefully, and moved his gaze down slightly, but he could feel the fear of those blood-red mages, and even because of the faint red weapon, there was some slight change in his body.

Just below the intermediate blood-red mage, those blood-red mage's companions all looked at him in fear, and their bodies were also surrounded by a faint dark red mist, which appeared like a blood mist, making their brows furrow tightly, gritting their teeth to resist the erosion of this mist, and even they were already looking at each other, and they had the urge to leave here.

"Demonization, damned depraved temptation!"

Some determined blood-red mages looked upward, the strongest among them and their leader, and couldn't help but turn their heads to look at their companions beside them, and secretly scolded angrily, the staff in their hands was shining brightly, as if it had a different kind of aura, but suppressed the demon's aura, and he shouted to the side: "Let's get out of here!" Yakov has already begun to be tempted to fall! ”

The surrounding blood-red mages had fearful faces, their faces under the hood were already tightly wrinkled, they looked at each other, and finally acquiesced to this result, turned their heads to look at the tightly wrinkled faces of their companions behind them, and they had already involuntarily begun to retreat.

They understand what terrible things will happen if they become demons, but unless the strong change them, they will definitely fall into hell and become the only race in that hell, and the main plane can be equal to the devil - the cunning, orderly, evil devil!

The devil does not have his own reproductive ability, nor is he born from the River Styx like a demon, and he grows and evolves one level at a time, and finally becomes a demon lord who is comparable to the god who rises in the sky, and has his own rules for calling the wind and rain in the abyss.

And the devil is the race of the main plane, the race that became after the soul fell into the abyss, especially for those devils, their achievements depend on the level of the previous soul fall, the more powerful the stronger the devil who became after the fall, it is also quite powerful, and the first devil, according to the information revealed by that group of devils, was even fallen by a supreme god.

"Damn it, where do you want to go?!"

In the sky, the mid-level blood-red mage who had been demonized turned his head to look at the group of his companions below, a certain kind of cruel tyranny came out of his face, and a certain anger was transmitted on his body, the red mist, cuticle, and scales became more and more obvious, and finally he directly stretched out his right hand and waved it fiercely at the original companions below: "Stop me!" ”

Originally, the fireball on his right hand exploded instantly, but it was not a flame that was born, but a stream of dark red mist, which was as thick as water that could not be dissolved, directly enveloping all those blood-red mages, ignoring the desperate gaze of those blood-red mages, and instantly drilled directly into that mouth and nose.

A large stream of dark red mist is spreading, and even on the bodies of those blood-red mages, a large amount of dark red mist has been stirred, and the signs of demonization have appeared in an instant, and the power of the devil has begun to make the souls of these blood-red mages begin to fall.

"Damn, it seems like there's some trouble."

Looking at all the staffs in the hands of the blood-red mage, all of them burst open and turned into dark red mist, the corners of Hawke's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he walked forward like this, regardless of the huge drop, as if he was walking on flat ground: "However, you will also understand what it means to be a heavy armor warrior bow and arrow caster" Hawke moved his wrist slightly, but the corners of his mouth were upturned: "No, it should be said that he is a simple spellcaster." (To be continued.) )