Chapter 1264: Demon Hunting in the Silent Night (7)

At the same time as the Ice Trident shot out, the succubus happened to be fighting with the Evil Star, and she didn't notice the flying trident.

"Haa——!!a

"Woo-ah!——" The crimson demon knife in the hand of the evil star flickered in the darkness!

The miasma storm that wrapped around the Necro Pillar weakened by this fight, giving the Ice Trident a chance to take advantage of it——

Stab!

The battle between the dragon and the succubus reached the most intense moment, and the trident passed through the obstruction of the miasma storm and passed through the center of the necromantic pillar!

Black rotting blood erupts from the wound made by the trident, along with the magic in the monster's body!

"What?!" the succubus felt a pang of weakness.

"Hah!!" Evil Star took advantage of the momentum and pulled down the knife, splitting the demon girl in half from the forehead!

Ahh!——

"Uhhh He fell weakly, and beneath his feet were countless spikes made of ice!

"Grand Duke of the Evil Star!" Oyun jumped off the back of the crimson demon dragon in an instant, and the demon dragon had already turned back into a sword. The Knight of the Round Table grabbed the long sword and threw it hard, and the magic sword Fafna immediately stretched out and split into countless knotted blades!

As they met in the air, Oyun's magic sword changed back into the form of a demon dragon, caught the two of them, and quickly escaped from the out-of-control miasma storm!

"That bastard is finally going to die, isn't it?" Evil Star withdrew his demon sword, gasping for breath, and glancing back at the Necromantic Pillar. The thing was still writhing wildly, releasing an incomparably deadly black miasma. However, the huge trident of ice has been clamping it down, purifying its magic every minute and every second, and the monster is constantly weakening!

"!——Ahh The ghostly noise made the children who were playing in the ensemble unable to stand it, and they covered their ears with their hands one by one.

Boom. Elason's harp broke a string. The elf girl had to stop playing, and she frowned.

Calvin couldn't stand that disgusting scream anymore!" Elison touched the fish-man prince's head with pity and got up from the couch. The harp in her hand was transforming into a marvelous longbow with seven strings.

The elven girl plucked a strand of blonde hair, which straightened in her hand and turned into a thin arrow about two feet long.

Whoosh! She drew her bow and shot the blonde arrow out the window. The golden light drew an arc of light in the night sky, and finally landed on the succubus's throat.

Click—the enchantress suddenly couldn't make a sound. Her face was distorted, her body melting. Elison's blonde hair began to glow white as it possessed a demon: [Divine] - a special enchantment dedicated to hunting succubi!

In the next second, the succubus exploded from the inside out, and her flesh flew out with divine light, and it didn't take long for her to completely turn to ashes. The Necromantic Pillar lost its core and began to crumble and disintegrate, turning into a mass of rotting flesh and bones that fell into the sea!

The teenagers crouched by the window and looked at this qiē, dumbfounded.

Calvin lowered his voice and said to his friends, "So, don't mess with Sister-in-law Elison. It's scary for her to get angry. The elf girl pursed her lips and smiled angrily, and reached out and flicked the forehead of the little fish-man prince.

At the same time, Bediwell, who was in the artillery room at Ethenburg, also put down the control handle of the dragon cannon and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's finally settled, isn't it?" Paramides surveyed the sea with his goggles, and the spine of the Necromantic Pillar shriveled and broke like a dead tree, scattering along with the huge ice floe on the sea's surface, and no longer existed.

"What a nasty night!" Bediwell scratched his head, "Don't play, I have to go back to the hotel to take a shower and sleep right away!" "What? Won't you come to my house for the night?" The Leopard Warrior was a little surprised: "I'm going to introduce you to Vivien - if Vivien doesn't remember you anymore." And little Hal and his friends are said to spend the night at my house, and the children will be happy to see you. "Uh-" Bedwell's heart tingled when he heard the big cat say this. He once lost his wife and children, and when he saw Palamides living happily with a wife and children, it was natural for him to be psychologically unbalanced.

"I'll talk about it next time. The werewolf waved his hand and walked towards the door of the artillery room: "That's the time you spend with your wife and children, and I'd better not get in the way of you." "Okay then. Palamedis watched the werewolf go, and then he walked out of the gunnery room and in the direction of the lighthouse—to find his son.

At the same time (?), Cairo, Egypt, Dark Arena.

When Albert woke up, he found himself in the backstage locker room of the Sphinx.

"Woo-" The tiger tried to get up, but found that he couldn't move. His eyes and forehead were covered with a large bag of ice, and his head was dominated by a sharp pain that tore through a door.

"He'll be fine, right?" asked a familiar voice.

"Oh, just a slight concussion, and you'll be healed with a night's rest. Another voice, which seemed to be a doctor, replied, "But I have some strange shadows in his head from the X-rays, and I can't be sure what they are, and I will examine him in more detail." "Is it possible that it is bruising?" "Probably not, the shadow of bruising is much deeper than that. "Ahem. Albert couldn't let others talk about himself without squeaking, he deliberately coughed dryly twice: "Please, who will help me get this bag of ice away?" "Are you awake?" Someone reached out and took the ice from Albert's forehead: "What do you think, are you still dizzy?" The tiger turned his eyes to look at the tall figure, and sure enough, it was the Sphinx father. Daddy was wearing a crisp black suit and a big cigar in his mouth, looking like a team manager.

The tiger struggled to get up, supporting his head in severe pain with his hands, and did not forget to complain: "Sphinx Daddy, you almost killed me by pulling me into this crazy game." "But the result is good—for the game, and for you, right?" The lionman pulled some kind of small notebook from his bosom, wrote on it with a pen, tore a piece of paper from it, and handed it to Albert.

The tiger was still dazed, and for a moment did not realize what the little piece of paper was. Just as blood was oozing from the tiger's nose, he took it casually, and put the paper next to his nose as if it were a paper handkerchief, trying to wipe it off—but the next second, of course, his eyes focused on the string of numbers on the paper, and the tiger froze instantly. Surprised, he hurriedly removed the piece of paper, and looked at the piece of paper that was already stained with a little blood, and looked at it again in horror:

National Bank of Egypt Cairo Branch 1 General Check Coupon Account Holder: Sphinx. Mr. D.X. Salradin paid 600,000 Egyptian dollars "Poof——!! The tiger almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: "Six, six, six hundred thousand? "You you gave me six hundred thousand?!" "You deserve it." The Sphinx smiled indifferently and explained: "You helped my team win the game and let the Sphinx team qualify for the Super Cup, and this reward is also deserved." The tiger clutched the huge check tightly: "Okay, okay, then I'll take it." He persuaded himself that this was the legitimate reward he had earned for his life, while he looked around to see who else in the team could be treated like him. However, it was clear that Albert had fainted for too long, and the other players on the team had already changed their clothes and left. Leopard man Philaeos, who had left late, had also just come out of the shower and was putting on his pants.

"There's another game tomorrow morning at ten o'clock," Daddy Sphynx put away his checkbook and persuaded the tiger youth with an amiable look, "If you think you can still play, come to me again." As long as you work hard and help me keep winning, I won't treat you badly. So, see you tomorrow. Albert nodded, watching the Sphinx leave.

"Hehe, if you want to do it, you can still do it. Feleos changed back into civilian clothes and came over to join in the fun: "Thank you for your hard work, today's game was amazing! When I saw your kid perform [Sandstorm Divine Action], I was really moved!" "However, Mutter died, and the team's losses today were too great. Albert frowned, his face gloomy, "I didn't even have time to talk to that kid properly - he died like that." "Who did you say died?" a voice suddenly interrupted Albert's depression.

A cat-man teenager walked out of the shower room and was drying his dripping body with a large towel.

It's the cat man Mutter.