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John's original idea was simple, to use these suddenly acquired powers to collect as much soul energy as possible for future emergencies,

But after learning about the current state of the war, he had to change his plans and put ending the war in the first place, after all, Conton Manor was his home, and there were people in it that he could not part with.

The Foggy Mountains are the starting point of war, the Space Gate is the engine of war, and Fenrir is the leader and commander of war.

Generally speaking, killing the wolf is the quickest way to end the war, but John doesn't know if his current strength can really kill the other party, not to mention Krepnir, this magical equipment containing the power of the seal is simply the nemesis of energy creatures, and if you are not careful, you will be sealed to death.

He would never have rushed into the enemy's lair without fully understanding the situation.

……

"Don't you have anything to say?"

John said coldly, his tone became extremely cold, and his whole body exuded a piercing murderous intent, even Amy, who was not up to standard, knew what he was going to do.

She was puzzled in her heart, although the night demon in front of her was cunning and shameless, she had no intention of being a powerful existence, and it was a pity to kill her, but on a private level, she was happy to see this happen, and there was even an indescribable joy in her heart.

"The host ......"

Simbaru's cheeks twitched violently, sometimes gritting his teeth, sometimes he was uneasy, and his eyes, which had been purple-brown, were now blood-red from extreme congestion.

"If you don't, forget it."

John said calmly, his face calm, as if nothing had happened before, but the three people in the vicinity could clearly see that the wings from his right shoulder had not disappeared at some point, turning back into a human arm, and a four-foot-long energy sword extended from the front.

The entire body of the energy sword was blazing white, glowing with a dazzling light, as if the white flame was condensed, and the surrounding air was blurred by the terrifying heat emitted by the sword body.

Simbaru had no doubt that if this sword went down, it would surely split in half like those hapless fog demons, and then turn to ashes in the flames.

"I'm going to die!"

The night demon swallowed and spit, his heart was extremely frightened, even the horns on his forehead trembled, his eyes were wide open, his mind was blank, and he wanted to cast a spell to escape, and the terrifying experience of being cut by a lightsaber instantly appeared in his mind, and immediately rejected this idea,

"Damn, why doesn't it deal with others, but wants to kill itself."

Simbaru gritted his teeth, his face full of unwillingness, but thinking about it, he frowned again, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"That's right! Why doesn't it make trouble for others, but instead targets itself. ”

This question kept wandering in the mind, and gradually, it seemed to find the crux of the problem.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the night demon's head slammed to the ground,

"Master, I have something to say, about the magic array."

"Hmm!"

John replied lightly, without any other indication,

Seeing it like this, Simbaru was overjoyed, then trembled again, and whispered,

"Since these three are the bridge points used to extend the spatial gate, then why don't we destroy them, once destroyed, the magic array will lose its energy support, and it will soon disappear, and those creatures from the other world can only descend near the spatial gate."

After a pause, the night demon glanced up at John, and seeing that he didn't say anything, he couldn't help but panic in his heart, and said in a trembling voice,

"Most of those guys from other worlds are violent by nature and have very low intelligence, one or two are fine, there are many of them, and they are different races, once they are gathered together, the racial conflict that broke out due to unpleasant sight or congenital hostility is enough for the wolf to have a headache."

Hearing this, the girl's eyes lit up instantly, if the night demon really did what he said, the pressure on the Combine's side would not be much less.

It is worthy of being a cunning and evil race by nature, making bad methods difficult to guard against.

"Not bad!" John nodded slightly, but his expression didn't change at all, "There is one more question, who will do this." ”

"Of course it'......"

The night demon raised his head, and just wanted to say Galivelle, but as soon as he saw those cold white and golden eyes, he buried his head deeply, and at this moment, he completely understood, and completely succumbed, this glowing winged man was not an angel at all, but a demon, the most terrifying and cold-blooded demon in the abyss.

It had seen this for a long time, but instead of saying it thoroughly, it used force to force poor Simbaru to cut off the bridge, destroy the magic array, and make the Night Demon a mortal target for the Lord of the Misty Mountains.

Damn!

Simbaru hated it in his heart, but he had nothing to do, it didn't want to die, so he could only lower his head and say loudly,

"This great thing is certainly done by your most loyal servant."

With that, it raised its head, glanced at the old vampire intentionally or unintentionally, and proposed viciously,

"It's better to start with this Thunder Heart in front of you!"

Gallywell's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, "No,"

As soon as John waved his hand, he directly pressed down his next words, and said undoubtedly,

"Start here."

At this moment, the old vampire's already pale face completely lost its blood, and he wanted to open his mouth to stop it, but in John Senran's gaze, he didn't dare to say anything, and could only watch the damned night demon walk towards the altar step by step.

A flaming black flame appeared in front of Simbaru, and the flame burned silently, growing larger and larger, until finally it turned into a black fireball the size of a basketball.

Simbaru turned his head and glanced at the old vampire, with vicious pleasure in his eyes,

Damn coward, I'm having a hard time, and you don't want to be happy.

It screamed, and under Galivell's terrified and desperate gaze, it raised its right foot and kicked the fireball out like a ball.

The fireball streaked through the air, looking like it had no temperature, but it left a black mark in the air that lasted for a long time.

The Stygian Flame Burst Fireball, also known as the Black Fireball.

Less well-known high-level offensive magic in the dark arts.

There are many wizards who practice this kind of magic, because it has too many shortcomings, slow casting, high mana consumption, slow speed, inability to aim and very heavy,

However, for high-level magic, the disadvantages often mean that its advantages are extremely prominent.

Of all the high-level magic, the Stygian Flame Burst Fireball is arguably the most powerful single fixed-point blast, and once exploding, it can create a vacuum in a very small space, which is inferior to even some legendary magic.

The fireball moved slowly, drawing an arc, passing through the protective net composed of countless tiny currents, and came to the center of the vortex, hitting the purple ball of energy.