In the center of the arena, after a conversation between Kaiim and the white-haired old man of the demon clan in front of him, he finally decided to start this duel. It was just the old man's last words, but they lingered in Kaiim's heart.

What does it mean if you can really leave me and go back alive......

The midday sun was scorching, and the air was very dry. A gust of wind blew through Kayim's side with a thick sense of heat, raising the old man's black robe. Under the strange black half-mask, there is still a smiling face that looks amiable.

However, Kayim could not laugh at all.

"Elven boy, you strike first."

The white-haired old man had been standing there in the same posture all the time, but he didn't expect that when he opened his mouth, it was Kaim who would be the first to attack.

Kaim clenched his palms tightly, and fine sweat began to ooze from his forehead. The old man in front of him did not give him the slightest coercion, and it should be said that Kaim did not feel a trace of the aura of a strong man from the old man in front of him.

Moreover, the real reason why Kaim was able to decide to duel with the representatives of the Demon Clan who opposed the alliance at noon today was because Kaiim knew.

The amount of mana stored in his body is saturated, and now he can use his exclusive magic "Miracle Fantasy". This magic once helped Kaim clear the Blood Fiend on the twentieth floor of the Tower of Fantasy in one fell swoop, and it was Kaiim's most proud special move. Being able to use all kinds of imaginary magic as you like is simply a gift from God.

Kaiim slowly closed his eyes, his mind silent. Then the mind moved, and two flames were drawn in the heart. Then Kaiim opened his eyes and looked at the flames on each palm, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. With a heavy wave of his palms, Kaiim smashed the two flames in his hands into the face of the old man not far in front of him.

Kaiim's behavior was not unreasonable, as he knew that the old man on the other side would definitely be able to resist this level of fire magic. Then, while the old man was fending off his two flames, Kaim attacked again with his magic, and then used his dazzling variety of magic to blast wildly, and finally won the victory.

Kaiim's ideas are good, but the reality is often not so good.

The magic of the two flames created by Kaiim had just touched the old man's face, and suddenly disappeared out of thin air. There was not a trace of panic, as if in the eyes of the old man, these two flames did not exist from the beginning.

Is it blurred...... But why is this possible......

Kaim's heart was beating noticeably faster, and he struggled to calm himself down before regrouping his mind. Combined with today's hot temperatures, the hot air in the air began to condense into swirling air masses under the urging of Kaiim. The number of dense air masses was too large for the number of people to count, and at a certain point in time, with a slight gesture from Kaiim, all the air masses rushed towards the thin body of the demon clan old man as if they were spiritual.

As a result, it was brutal. It's like history repeating itself, but after expanding the amount of attack magic, the fear in people's hearts grows.

Not even a single air mass could get close to the old man's skin, and every air mass turned into nothingness in mid-air when it was about to approach the old man's body, clean and neat, without a trace of existence.

Kaiim looked coldly at the old man in front of him, he still had his hands behind his back, and his posture had not changed from the beginning. Moreover, he didn't summon the kind of pitch-black demonic power like other demon clansmen Kaiim had seen.

According to common sense, the clansmen of the demon clan all rely on the demonic power in their bodies to fight, but did this white-haired old man not use the demonic power? What exactly is this......

The old man still looked ordinary, but Kaiim's mood became more and more depressed. It seemed that no matter how the old man had tried to nullify his magic, he had done it, and the point was that he didn't know why.

So what does this mean? Kaim suddenly thought of something terrifying, that is, all his magic might not work against the old man in front of him. If that's the case, what should Kaim do? Is it still the same as the last duel with Ike, using only Sebastian for physical attacks?

It seems that this old man is not young, if he fights for physical strength, Kaiim has the absolute speed advantage of the elves, as well as the age advantage. As he thought this, Kaim once again imagined in his mind, and then a huge fireball came out of his hands. The blazing flames burned as if they were dancing, and the silence in them made Kaim swallow as he looked at it.

This magic is simple and crude, completely expanding the fire magic that Kaim used in the first place by hundreds of times, although it is only a simple imagination, but I hope it can be useful.

Kaim began to regret why he wasn't an art student anymore, and if it was painting or something, he should have been able to imagine more strange magic. However, this thought only stayed in Kaiim's mind for a moment, and at the same time as Kaiim smiled lonely, the huge fireball in his hand that was burning violently smashed into the old man's body.

The massive fireball that Kaim had magically condensed was almost half the size of the old man's body, and it sliced through the air with a series of screeching thuds as it slammed into it.

Of course, the result is still the same. The difference was that just as the huge fireball magic in Kaiim's hand was thrown out, his right hand quickly reached behind his back, pulled out the companion who had been accompanying him, and then rushed towards the old man's body with the fluctuation left by the fireball magic. Sebastian's blade glowed with a dazzling silver glow in the sunlight, and with Kaiim's unwavering will and determination, it swept towards the old man's body.

Stopped, Kaim's stabbing of Sebastian stopped. It's not that Kaim himself wants to stop moving, but that there is a strong resistance in front of him, preventing Sebastian from making his next move. Kaim looked up at the old man's face in surprise, a smile still shining under the pitch-black mask, and a gentle smile appeared on the old man's lips even at such a life-and-death juncture.

Perhaps, it was because the old man didn't think he would be hurt at all. Kaim looked downward, only to find that the tip of Sebastian's sword was in front of the old man's heart. It was as if a transparent barrier was thwarting Kaim's movements, and Kayim now felt like he had stabbed Sebastian into a solid stone wall.

No, with the sharpness of Sebassan's blade, no matter how hard the stone wall Kaiim is confident of piercing. But the invisible barrier in front of him forcibly stopped Kaiim's movements at a certain point in space.

Kaiim's mind was in turmoil, as he had already felt the gap in strength between himself and the old man of the demon clan in front of him. Perhaps, from the very beginning of this duel, the outcome was already predestined.

Moreover, just as Kaim's mind was like a mess, Sebastian's hilt clenched in the palm of his hand suddenly felt an unusually warm feeling. Sebastian was made of rare metal ore, and it was supposed to exude a metal-like cold touch.

Kaim suddenly looked up in surprise, only to find that Sebastian's entire blade had turned red, as if immersed in a sea of fire!

Then, a powerful force of recoil spread from the point where Sebastian made contact with the invisible barrier, until it made contact with Kaim's palm. This was a huge impact that Kaim had never felt before, and the scorching wave of air smashed down Sebastian's sword on Kaiim's chest, and Kaiim's body was like a kite with a broken string, and it was knocked away more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

The weirdest thing is that from the moment the duel began, the posture of the white-haired old man of the demon clan has never changed. His body didn't move, as if he was a bystander, watching Kaim unleash all kinds of fire magic, witnessing Kaim's sword stabbing into his heart, and then watching Kaim's body fly out of the air by the sudden and strange force for some reason.

Kaiim's body slammed into the stone slab in the arena with a low, muffled sound. There was silence in the audience, not a single person spoke, not a trace of commotion. Because no one could see how the old man had managed to do this, without even changing his movements, he knocked Kaiim out of the air.

Even, they had not seen the demonic power that had accompanied their actions since they were born into this world.

In the stands in the center of the audience, Ling looked at Kaiim's body as he flew out, and although his expression remained unchanged, his palms trembled slightly involuntarily. Kaim is a newcomer to this world, so he naturally doesn't know about the race war that was waged on the continent of Onyx in the past, so he naturally doesn't know how terrifying the existence of the "smiling masked demon" is. It was a team, and under the guidance of the captain of that team, the demon people wearing black half-masks refreshed their presence on the battlefield.

Ling naturally also knew the real reason why the team that was told at the end of the book in the Elven Clan Library did not help the Demon Clan unify the entire Onix Continent, but was sealed and never saw the light of day.

"It seems that our plan for the alliance between the demon clan and the elf clan has come to naught. Moreover, I'm afraid that Nessa and I can only send you back alone. ”

Nessa's voice came from not far away, and Ling ignored the provocation and continued to stare at the fallen figure in the middle of the arena.

Nessa frowned, a strange smile on the corner of her mouth, and at the same time deliberately said loudly in the direction of Ling again: "Our demon clan is the race with the most powerful power, as for the magic of the elven clan where Ling is located, maybe it's just a child's game." It's all over, Nessa is sad about this outcome, but please don't cry out the Ice Queen, haha! ”

In the end, Nessa laughed exaggeratedly, and couldn't help but feel that even if her face was originally good-looking, it became extremely ugly at this moment. The deepest evil in people's hearts is being vividly expressed by Nessa at this time.

"It's not over yet, Kaiim is the warrior of our elven race, and he will do a miracle to keep your mouth shut."

Ling suddenly spoke, and the sharpness was so sharp that it was obviously not Ling's character. Fang Fang's nervous and trembling palms finally calmed down, and it could be regarded as reassuring.

Because, Ling saw the fallen figure in the arena stand up again, and the corners of his bloody mouth were smiling.

That smile is the first ray of light that sees through everything and pierces the dark night of annihilation.