Volume 5 The Abyss of the Cloud World 28.Mage of the Mist
"Nice eyes...... It's even more valuable for me to destroy. "Behemoth became more interested because of the killing intent that couldn't be concealed.
"But you don't really think you're qualified to be in the same position as me, do you?"
There is almost a whole world gap between a god-level demon king who surpasses the ninth order and a young man who has cultivated a fourth order.
Fang Ming forcibly endured the anger of the bar and said, "Of course not." β
"I'm a silly boy who doesn't know anything, but I can see the oddity. With a slight sarcasm in his eyes, Fang Ming said coldly: "The dignified greedy demon king Behemos, who led me out of a small person so aggressively, I don't think it's just idle and have nothing to do." β
Choked unceremoniously, Behemoth sneered in his heart, feeling that this was Fang Ming's act of being stunned by anger.
However, he was quite patient and was not in the slightest hurry to have a showdown with Fang Ming. "Then tell me, what am I for?"
Fang Ming took out a white and flawless flying feather from his pocket and squeezed it in his hand. "That's it. β
Behemoth subconsciously glanced at Rockhart, who was still tied. He sensed clearly that it was indeed the breath of an angel and there was nothing wrong with it. - It seems that Rockhart did not lie to him. All the strange moves he has made so far are all designed to capture this angel who has blended into the abyss.
"Good. Behemoth smirked, "I am known to be an excellent merchandise, selling all the necessities of my customers. As long as you pay the starting price, there's nothing you can't buy from me. β
With a wave of his hand, Behemos opened his domain. An overwhelming black mist poured out from under his robes, emitting an evil power that terrified the demons, and began to gradually envelop the sky.
Seeing this, those onlookers below the fifth order all rushed backwards, wanting to quickly leave this land of right and wrong. Fang Ming could see that some demons who didn't have time to leave were swallowed up by this black mist at all, and they didn't even let out a single scream.
Is paralysis, and petrification......
Fang Ming retracted his distracting thoughts and once again turned all his attention to Behemoth.
Before releasing the realm, Behemoth had been suppressing his coercion and not causing unnecessary harm to the surrounding towns. However, this black fog is swallowing up this space, and this is his world!
"Phew!"
The substantial pressure fell from top to bottom, slamming heavily on Fang Ming.
However, the young man had already taken precautions, and at this time, with a slight tap between his right fingers, a light green light appeared behind him, resisting all coercion for him.
The image of the temporary underground shelter has changed. The adult deer emitted a bright and gentle light green light, and with a slight touch of the hoof, it was full of earth magic, dispelling all the black fog that was trying to invade the surrounding area.
On the back of the deer, there was a figure dressed in a white robe and surrounded by white mist. He held a staff in his hand, and his face was all hidden in the white mist, and he could only vaguely see his outline in the mist, but he could not see everything about him with the naked eye anyway.
The ninth-order magic [Mist Mage] and the ninth-order magic [Mother Earth], all of Fang Ming's current hole cards had to be exposed to Behemoth.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to talk to this demon king at all.
β...... It turned out to be [Mage of Mist]. This is certainly not what that angel told you. Behemoth was slightly surprised, and raised his eyebrows imperceptibly. This kid really surprised him, and along with that uncontrollable feeling, he was more and more concerned.
He was not familiar with the magic on that deer, but this fog mage was a quasi-god-level magic inherited from the primeval era. As long as the user has a brain, it can exert even more power in special situations than some god-level magic.
But the spell of this magic is quite complicated, and it may not have been seen in the abyss for many years now.
"You can guess what ninth-order magic I still have on me. Fang Ming forcibly endured the slight dizziness from the influence of the white mist, and withdrew the feather into his arms.
"Shhh...... You're just so much fun. Behemoth smiled: "What you have is only the information of that angel, at most one more information about the person who gave you these ninth-order magicians - and after you tell this information, it is not certain whether you will be alive or not." In this case, what do you want to exchange with me?"
"I'm going to live, so I'm going to ...... Bytheus lived. Fang Ming simply opened his mouth: "And, I want to go back to the Yunshi from you." Also, tell me, where is Garikabemanla, and if it's you, then I want him to go back with me. β
Behemoth's smile froze for a moment, then slowly faded. Sure enough, Garica Bemanla has something to do with this kid. "Then, the person named Chi Huan, you don't care?"
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Fang Ming was really shocked. I didn't expect him to even know the teacher's name!!
However, this is still acceptable. Fang Ming continued: "This has nothing to do with you. I can tell you that he's in the city right now. But if you have the ability to complete the Mage of Mist, you must also know that he can make an independent space, right? And he, at the slightest movement, can escape to the place where we have just arrived. There, he set up a teleportation circle. β
Fang Ming began to use his limited knowledge to talk nonsense: "As for the existence that claims to be an angel, I don't know much. But he left me this feather and made it on me...... The blessing of the angel seems to be something like a mark, in short, it takes my blood to summon him with this feather. β
"So, these two pieces of information, for my conditions just now, are not too much?"
After Fang Ming finished speaking, he relied on the support of the magic power of the two behind him, so that he was not killed by the coercion of Behemoth that gradually became so strong that even Rockhart began to suffer painfully.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh~" Behemoth nodded slightly, "Talking so much in one breath, it seems that you are very nervous~"
Fang Ming didn't eat this at all: "If you want to divert the topic again, I'll turn around and leave immediately." Do you think I left here in an instant with ninth-order magic?"
"Okay, let's talk about the details. Behemoth sat slightly upright. "You want to get out of here and go to Yunshi, right? The question is, do you have the coordinates of the clouds? If I accidentally teleport you to some extreme place, you will ......."
"I have the coordinates. Fang Ming interrupted forcefully. "Next question. β
"Good. You said you need to use your blood to summon that angel, so do you summon it first, or do you go first?" said Behemoth, "If you summon it first, I will definitely kill you the moment you summon it." β
Saying this sentence extremely casually, the arrogance of the demon king was fully revealed.
"I gave the blood to the Mage of Mist, and after I left, the Mage of Mist gave you blood. When Fang Ming saw the move, he was no longer as nervous as he was just now.
"Huh. Behemoth thought of a phrase he had heard before.
[When human beings are terrible, it is a casual move that he does with his brains - in short, it is easy to explode potential. γ
"Garica Bemanla is indeed with me, but it's pretty much the same...... Dead, right?" Behemoth observed Fang Ming's face. Well, this kid is also improving, and the white mist of the fog mage behind him is trying to hide his expression and prevent Behemoth from noticing more.
"Where?"
Behemoth's left hand pointed a little into the air, and a teleportation circle flashed between his fingers, and a huge birdcage appeared.
Fang Ming didn't have to look closely, but he could also recognize that the one in the cage was Garica, who was unconscious.
"Heal him. Fang Ming said: "This is easy for you, right? I have given you a big gift, you might as well give me some gifts." β
Bei Hei Morston paused, but still agreed: "Okay, the giveaway is the giveaway." β
Raising his hand, he cast a healing spell to heal the caged elf and awaken him, and Behemoth led the conversation to him: "By the way, how much blood do you need to summon the angels? β
"It's none of your business. Fang Ming looked at the cocoon beside Behemoth. "Theseus is in there, isn't he?"
"I can let him go now. Behemoth pointed a finger, and the black silk on the cocoon began to gradually disperse.
What gradually appeared in front of Fang Ming was a body that had been eroded by the Demon King's magic power and had undergone a mutation.
β...... Fang ......"
Bytheus had been awake all along, but he was trapped in a cocoon unable to move, and had not been able to see anything before.
Now, the cocoon was gone, and Bytheus could see Fang Mingβ
Huh?
Bytheus felt that his eyesight had improved.
I was able to see myself in Fang Ming's pupils.
No, is that really yourself?
- Not a fat, unrecognizable black bug?
"Smackβ"
Fang Ming lowered his eyes, his fists clenched tightly, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and his palms seemed to be oozing blood.
When he regained his composure after the silence, something disappeared from his eyes, and something more.
"Let him evolve. At least the seventh order up!" The voice that suppressed deep emotions made Fang Ming's last trace of fear for Behemoth disappear.
Rao is Behemos, and he also expressed his annoyance: "Asking for so much?"
"Angel Ina is close to a third-class god. Fang Ming threw the question back: "Which is more important, you should also be clear, right?"
"......" Behemoth didn't answer this time, just let the cocoons wrap Bysius back.
When Bytheus came out of the cocoon again, he had already recovered his physical body, which made Fang Ming finally breathe a sigh of relief.