An adventurer mage from an unknown plane, feverishly chanting battle slogans in an unknown language, charging forward with a great sword. Along the way, all the demons who stood in his way were cleaved by his sword, and those who tried to escape were reduced to ashes by the lightning and flames he summoned.

There are also many adventurers who have also shown their magical powers, either using magic or magic to fight their way through the hordes of devils guarding the fortress. Hordes of lust demons rushed out of the fortress of Mephistophelis, and thanks to their red wings, these demons earned the title of blood angels among their kindred. From Muhadi's point of view, the Lust Demons have cold eyes and are not pretty. But they compensated with a doubling of their fanaticism.

The Lust Demons fought the invaders with an all-out attack, wielding swords, spears and spears, and dancing to their deaths. An eagle-feathered arrow flew past the telemagician's head, who tilted his head slightly, narrowly avoiding it, but an unfortunate adventurer who followed him died.

Some of the Lusters swooped down, grabbed an adventurer who was casting a spell, destroyed the latter's spell, and then both of them were annihilated in the explosion of the spell backlash. Some Lust demons are deliberately slashed by swords, and then they grab their opponents' weapons so that their companions can take advantage of the opportunity to attack.

The Badz Devils are orderly, disciplined, and well-organized, worthy of the prestige created by the Devil's army in bloody battles. Although the adventurers are large in number and strong, they often fight in a small team with several familiar people, and do not support each other. In such large-scale battles, on the contrary, the adventurers are often suppressed by numbers locally, and then defeated and killed.

The other devils of all kinds also seized on the flaws and fanatical attacks of the adventurers, and for a while, these rabble from many planes showed signs of being unable to parry.

The Psychic Warlock pierced an incoming Barthez Devil with a spear of energy condensed by his ability, and took a closer look at the battlefield. If nothing else, in less than fifty heartbeats, the adventurers would have been crushed, and Mephistophelis's fortress was unscathed.

He had to intervene to change the process, or he might never reach that fortress on the glacier.

The Psychic Warlock concentrated, summoning a strong wind to blow away the snow beneath his feet. He then reached out and pressed against the exposed ice, revealing his ability to make sounds.

He skillfully adjusted the frequency of the sound, and it wasn't until it resonated with the glacier that he amplified his abilities to his limits.

A terrifying sound came from the depths of the glacier, and a huge crack emerged from under the psychic mancer's feet, stretching all the way forward. Some of the Bone Demons and Berserker Demons stumbled and fell inside, screaming for help, and their voices grew weaker and weaker until they were inaudible. Then, there was a strange sound under the glacier, like the sound of hiccups.

The cracks stretched all the way down to the outer walls of the fortress. The cracks in the façade of Mephistopheles' impregnable castle grew wider, revealing the dense houses and cloisters inside.

The mutation of the glacier caused an avalanche on a massive scale, and a large number of low-level Barthez devils were unable to fly, and were swallowed up along with a small group of adventurers. The avalanche swept through the glacier with sweeping momentum, all the way down the glacier, and finally crashed into the ravine of Kanyana. The snow and the wrapped corpses piled up, and under the heavy pressure, the eternal ice accumulated on the plane grew another layer taller.

The blood angels rose from the ground, their red wings so conspicuous in the white sky. The powerful adventurer mages also floated in the air with their spells and continued to fight the demons.

"The rift in the fortress is shrinking!" said the Divine Squire Kaylin flailed her wings and flew to the Psychic Warlock. Following the direction of her finger, Muhadi also saw that the gaps in the fortress's outer walls were shrinking at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, and it would not be long before the gaps would disappear completely.

The Psychic Warlock uses his ability to send a message to his companions: "We'll rush in through that gap, and we won't have to fight these demons."

Kailin nodded to indicate that she knew, and then realized that Muhathir might not have seen it, so she said, "Just do it." ”

Sadiri also received a summons from the Psychic Warlock, and she raised her hand, spreading her white jade-like fingers. A bright shockwave erupted from her palm, and Muhadi turned his head to avoid a permanent nick on his retina. But even with his back to the shockwave, the bright light still stubbornly penetrated his eyelids, and his vision was as white as lightning. The Psychic Warlock felt the heat coming from behind him, still scorching the skin on his back through his psionic shield, making a roasting sound.

Compared to the previous day's battle with the Witch Kings, Coral Witch's mana has increased again.

The blood angels fell from the sky like moths to the flames, their flaming wings fluttering, their eyes melting like jelly and flowing out of their sockets, their once pale skin being roasted to charcoal black in an instant.

The shockwave hit a gap in the outer wall of the fortress, vaporizing and vaporizing parts that had already been healed a lot. The heat melted the glaciers and snow, and a flood took shape – a spectacle not seen in Kania for thousands of years.

After the shock wave gradually weakened and disappeared, Muhathir looked at the half-blown fortress and the raging flood, and said to Sadiri: "Well done, maybe you should take the time to teach me how to break through the limits and do this." ”

"I'm afraid I don't have much to teach you," Satili replied to the Psychic in an apologetic tone. "I'm not good at helping people push their limits because I've never had limits myself. Ever since I studied magic with Cotander, I've had a bottleneck, or something like that. ”

"I've known you long enough to tell you're showing off, Sadiri. Muhati replied with some surprise. "I thought you would never show off. ”

"That means you don't know enough about me. The Coral Witch smiled, and in an instant it seemed to warm up the cold hell a little. "You should relax more, Muhadi. ”

"Maybe, I'll remember. The Psychic said, then took a deep breath and focused on the ability to alter gravity. He felt himself be jerked, and then fell swiftly towards the bout in the fortress.

Among the other adventurers, there were also veterans who took the opportunity to make quick decisions and had a unique vision, and saw that the fortress's defenses had been torn open. They also rushed desperately to the gaps, mages and priests used spells or magic, and warriors or wanderers who did not have the ability to cast spells resorted to magic items or scrolls.

The remnants of the Lust were making their last stand, and occasionally a few adventurers were shot down by their bows and arrows, screaming and falling. Most of them managed to make it to the inside of the fortress, and behind them, the ruined walls repaired themselves, keeping out the last few slow intruders.

The Psychic Warlock then comes into contact with the ability, and gravity returns to normal. Kailin flails her wings and lands beside Muhadi, and the Coral Witch walks in through a portal that suddenly opens.

"Alright. We rushed to the fortress of Mephistophelis. The Coral Witch said to her two companions. "Now all we have to do is find the place of the wise men. Muhadi, can you sense its location. ”

The Psychic was silent for a moment, then spoke. "This fortress is full of Butez devil's mind swings, and I can't find anything out of the ordinary...... But then again, there are so many places in this fortress that are blocked by spells, and I can't sense it. ”

"Then we'll split up, Muhadi can use psionic energy to keep us in touch, and once we find it, I can use teleportation spells to gather us. Sadiri said.

"Good. Muhadi nodded in agreement. "But first, let's get rid of these adventurers. ”

"And Officer Barthez who is in charge of surveillance. Karin added, "The Flying Locust Lord definitely doesn't want others to get their hands on such a powerful power as his true name. ”

"Leave it to me. With that, the Psychic Warlock walked over to an adventurer who had also rushed into the fortress. The latter was a mage-hunter of some age, with half-white hair and eyes of an unnatural yellow color, who was more vigorous than a young man. The whole body is covered with precious and practical enchanted equipment.

Seeing a psychic warlock from a different plane walking towards him, the mage hunter didn't show much friendliness. He looked at Muhathir vigilantly, and several of his fellow adventurers approached him, assuming a defensive posture.

"I saw what you just did, boy. The mage hunter said in a rude but cautious tone, "It's not bad, and so is your fellow mage...... But don't think that this means you can take advantage of Vladimir's father. ”

He spoke a lingua franca common to the outer planes, which Muhadi could barely understand, and his psychic abilities helped him understand what was being said.

"You want to walk around this fortress, you don't want to disturb me and my companions. The depth that the psychic warlock had placed in the other party's heart before activating it was on time, and the mage hunter's gaze suddenly became dull, and then he said. "Yes, it's a good idea. ”

"That's true. Muhadi complied, then turned to another adventurer whom he had hinted at in advance with his ability, and did the same. In a few moments, several men and their companions marched deeper into the fortress, completely ignoring the orders of the Devil's Prison of Barthez.

The adventurers, who were already unorganized, became even more chaotic, and people slipped away at any moment. Some were influenced by the deep hints of the Psychic Warlocks, while others were greedy people who followed the chaos to loot some treasure in the fortress. The Psychic Warlock returned to his companions, "We can go now, no one notices." ”

"How did you get those adventurers to slip away one by one?" asked Kailin curiously.

"I politely asked them. Muhathir said. "Let's go, before the prison guards of Balzeb notice us. I had a hunch that they wouldn't be able to be persuaded by me. ”

"It's late. Coral Witch said, following her gaze, two Hellpurgical Prison Legions walking briskly towards them. "If I cast a spell to teleport us away now, they will notice, and they may have deliberately used us as bait to lure away the defenders in the fortress. ”

"You guys!" shouted the tall Deep Hell Purgatory Prison Commander, his voice like a boiling kettle. "What did you do to the others?"

The overseer had apparently noticed that many of the adventurers had deserted after coming into contact with the Psychic Warlocks, and when he saw that they had not answered, he immediately decided to attack. With its command, many of the giant Adamantite Golems that had just rushed into the fortress rushed forward.

These golems are not affected by the ability to interfere with the mind, and their magic resistance is very high, so it can be a hassle to get entangled with them. The Psychic Warlock used a teleportation to ask Satilly, "Can you get rid of these troubles?"

"Don't worry, these troubles will solve themselves. Sadiri said, smiling lightly.

Just as she had said, the giant Adamantite Golem in the charge suddenly turned and charged against the roaring Barthez Supervisor. The metal fist punched a hole in the spot where the Overseer had just stood. Several other Barthez overseers rushed to their aid, trying to contain the mad golems, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

"Earlier, I adjusted the control cores of these golems. Sadiri explained simply, "Now we can go." ”

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They split up and went to places where they could be protected by spells and couldn't be detected by their abilities or spells in search of possible hiding places for the wise.

The Psychic Warlock chose a downward path, which was blocked by only a handful of Barthez guards along the way. The main forces under Mephistopheles were attracted outside the fortress and could not support for a while.

Since the devil is generally taller than humans, the rooms and corridors of this building are also much more spacious than human castles. Walking in it is like a lost child, scurrying around in an adult's house.

In some rooms, there is a wide variety of enchanted weapons and armor on display, ranging in size from halflings to giants. The aura of magic is so intense that even when there is no lighting, the rooms are immersed in a glimmer of light.

In other rooms, Muhadi found huge machines that roared, gears and hinges grinding against each other as they worked. Some of the machines seemed to be used to melt snow, and the Psychic Warlock saw a lot of the melted snow water being channeled into pools like artificial hot springs. But he couldn't figure out what the devils were asking for hot springs.

He found what appeared to be a weapons workshop in what appeared to be a weapons workshop at the first location where he was shielded by spells, where several Barthez demons appeared to be working on new weapons. Instead of choosing to stay in the fight, they teleported away using their innate spell-like abilities after discovering that the Psychic Warlock had broken in. It took Muhadi a heartbeat to notice that the strange contraptions left behind by the devil were becoming more and more unstable. In the nick of time, he used his ability to void his body, dodging the explosion that reduced the entire workshop to ashes.

He found a treasure room in another location that had been shielded from the prying eyes of ability sensing and prophecy spells, and the ground was littered with the corpses of the devil's guards. A few adventurers were rummaging through the assortment of jewels, gold and silver items here, and they were quick to put the most valuable loot into their dimensional bags, while warning the telemancers with their eyes not to interfere. The latter left wittily and did not clash with the marauders.

The third location was much more heavily guarded than the first two, and it took a lot of fighting for the psychic to get rid of the guards guarding here. The battle left no intact corpses, only bloody pieces of flesh and half-melted walls silently recording its fierceness.

It was an empty hall surrounded by smaller rooms. Aside from a few artworks hanging on the walls, there is nothing noteworthy in these rooms. Muhadi was somewhat disappointed, and it seemed that this was more of a museum of paintings than a prison for hiding the famous and wise. However, judging from these paintings, the artistic accomplishment of Archduke Mephistopheles is really not low.

The Psychic Warlock looked to the side again, and this time he noticed something strange.

In a small showroom connected to the hall, the paintings here are different from those in other rooms. Although it may be difficult for the human eye to distinguish between them, al-Muhadi's senses as a psychic mancer were greatly enhanced, and he could see that the paintings in the room were slightly bluish.

Muhadi concentrated, revealing an ability that gave his eyes a bright glow. The blueness of the tones on those paintings is more pronounced. This proves the judgment of the mind of the psychic mancer.

Bluish hue is a common crystallization phenomenon because most of the pigments contain lead oxide and calcium carbonate, which can easily crystallize and become cloudy under strong light if there are very small amounts of sulfurous acid in the air. This is common knowledge on earth, and it can be used to determine the age of an oil painting (the composition of the paint varies depending on the age), and to avoid storing the painting in a room with something like charcoal.

There are no chemicals in this room that can harm the paintings, so there is only one source of the tiniest amount of acid in the air, and that is the acidic bodily fluids oozing from the bodies of the Butterz devils.

Interestingly, there is no such phenomenon in other rooms, only here, which shows that the devils often come here. Muhadi thought to himself that it was unlikely that they would come to appreciate art every day, and that it was probably because there was some secret room here, otherwise it would not have been so closely guarded.

The Psychic Warlock pressed against the wall to observe the faint signs of corrosion left by the acidic bodily fluids, and finally he found a spot that seemed to have been pressed repeatedly. He pressed the spot lightly with his ability, and a secret door opened.

Muhadi walked through the secret door and found himself in a secret prison. Would a wise man be in such a place?" he asked himself, and shook his head. Surely not, he thought, according to Aisha, the mere sight of a wise man can destroy the sanity of mortal things, it can't have many visitors.

He continued his search, and the cells were mostly empty, containing the bones of non-human creatures.

There was only one man in the cell, a bald man with a beard like a needle, and his muscles were as knotted as the roots of an old tree. When he saw al-Muhadi, he seemed to suddenly come to his senses and yelled: "I knew you were going to get Daddy out!

"Muscle Daddy?" the Psychic Warlock was taken aback, and he didn't think he could have been so surprised anymore. "I thought you were dead? Why are you here?"

"What nonsense is the psionic kid, how can Daddy die?" said the muscular daddy as he rubbed his shoulders as he was released by Muhadi. "I haven't settled accounts with those bastards yet, I forbid myself to die!"

"Why are you here?" said Muhadi, blinking, surprised.

"Hmm...... It's a bit embarrassing to say, I was caught by the grinding ghost. Muscle Daddy admits with some embarrassment.

"Captured by what?" Muhadi couldn't understand.

"I said, by a bunch of grinding ghosts. Muscle Daddy said. "It's not one or two, it's a very big group, at least five hundred hands. I fought hard, hacked hundreds to death, and then accidentally caught them. "The hand is the unit of measurement in the Atas vernacular, one hand is five, and five hundred hands is two thousand five hundred.

"What is this grinding ghost?" the Psychic Warlock frowned.

"What else can it be, grinding ghosts are grinding ghosts. Two horns, red skin, wings on the back, and a tail on the buttocks, seeing that dad didn't dare to fight fairly, he only dared to bully more and less. ”

"The thing you're talking about is called the Devil, and they call themselves Barthez. The Psychic finally understood.

"Whatever they call themselves, in Daddy's place, they're called grinders. Muscle Daddy insisted, "By the way, how do you know I'm locked up here?"

"It's a long story. The Psychic Warlock said.