The crowd exclaimed.

In mid-air, Banksar heard the loud exclamation, and at the same time saw a figure shooting towards him.

Banksar didn't know who this dark-haired human youth was, but that didn't stop it from reacting instinctively in an instant—it slapped a huge claw at the man!

It's like swatting a fly.

However, Banksal miscalculated. Or should it be said that he didn't think about the consequences of his slap at all.

Seeing Banksar's palm, Roy gritted his teeth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

This is the moment he was waiting for!

Facing the terrifying pressure as heavy as a mountain, Roy went straight upstream, his mouth emitting a series of strange syllables, and the pupils of his eyes turned a strange and violent red at this moment.

Song of the Raging Warrior.

With the opening of the Dwarven Fury Warrior's secret technique, Roy's fighting spirit continued to rise. From the two stars of the Great Light, he has been rushing to the peak of the five stars of the Great Light!

He stabbed at Banksar with a sword!

"Huh?" Banksar was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this human knight's aura could skyrocket so much in an instant. For the Abyss Demon, whose power system is relatively fixed, this is like a ninth-level demon suddenly becoming a tenth-level demon, which is completely incomprehensible.

However, Banksar did not change his movements because of this. The absolute difference in strength allows it to completely ignore this change!

Sure enough, the mercenaries saw that Roy's speed suddenly slowed down when he was still thirty meters away from Banksar.

The terrifying power under the giant claw was like an invisible swamp, making it difficult for him to walk.

Syllable!

The earth caved in with Roy's steps. His figure sank and sank. It's like running through deeper and deeper snow, after five or six steps. The body is a lot shorter. Radial cracks, centered on his footsteps, spread in all directions.

At this moment, Roy's sword had completely lost the agility and agility of his battle with Morton, and it seemed that it would never be possible to touch the target. The demon's huge claws had been slammed down, and its long, sharp nails were like sharp blades. and chop him to pieces.

At this moment, suddenly, everyone saw Roy's right hand holding the sword turning, his left hand raised, and his hands drew a huge arc in front of him.

This action is not like offense, and defense is not like defense. In particular, the long sword that turns around in the right hand is simply sideways to the side, not slashing, not stabbing, not blocking or fighting. I have gone through the world's classics. I can't see this kind of martial art of opening the door wide to meet the enemy.

"What's this trick?"

Just when everyone was stunned, the pupils of magicians such as Spengler and Afu contracted at the same time!

At this moment, they all felt an extremely large wave of magical power. And with the fluctuation of this magic power, the spiritual power between heaven and earth is like crazy, constantly concentrating in this direction. It was so fast that it was jaw-dropping than any magic they had ever seen.

Sure enough, in the next second, dozens of clusters of magical light composed of three colors appeared. It lit up from Roy's hand.

These clusters of light are like the torches of the circus acrobats. swirling in the air, intertwining a huge aura.

Seeing this aura, Banksar's expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

Although a demon, it is well aware of the composition of the combat classes of the terrestrial races and the difference between knights and mages. Therefore, it couldn't figure out how this kid was obviously a knight with no weak speed and martial arts. How did you stab a sword in the middle and turn into a magician?

And that huge aura made Banksar instinctively feel a kind of danger.

Extreme danger!

However, at this time, the distance between the two sides was too close, so close that Banksar had no time to dodge. In a hurry, he only had time to cross his forearms to protect his chest, and at the same time bent down and formed a ball, trying to reduce the size of his body as much as possible.

And almost at the same time, a huge light had erupted from that aura.

"Level 10 Mixed Magic, Alice's Magic Cannon!"

"Three-series hybrid magic!"

"Oh my God, Leo, this guy can do this!"

The magicians exclaimed. Everyone's eyes were filled with incredible and intoxicating brilliance.

Alice's Magic Cannon is a three-series hybrid magic created by Alice, a master magician 2,000 years ago.

Historically, although the genius county lord of the Duchy of Bernan was famous, he died at the age of twenty-nine. However, in the war to defend the Duchy of Bernan, she stood on the top of the mountain in white, and the scene of the light of the magic cannon sweeping through the enemy ranks is still the most classic picture of the magic palace.

This magic was cleverly conceived, powerful, and magnificent, and once caused a sensation in the wizarding world. Over the years, the evaluation of this magic by magicians has been full of praise such as "wonderful", "powerful", "incredible" and "genius imagination".

Alice perfectly blends the two elements of water and fire, and while fully stimulating the power of these two elements, she uses the wind element to increase the power of magic several times on the basis of the two elements of water and fire. Its power has surpassed the tenth level of magic and reached the level of eleventh level magic!

However, because of the need to master the affinity of the three elemental systems, and the extremely high requirements for magic control skills, there is no one in ten thousand who has been qualified to learn this magic for more than 2,000 years. Especially in the three hundred years after the final battle, there is not even one.

This shows how excited the magicians are when they see this magic reappearing in front of their eyes.

For them, who have dedicated their lives to magic, the aura in front of them is a mixture of red, blue and blue, just like the out-of-print famous painting that the painter originally thought had disappeared into the long river of history, and its significance has far exceeded the magic itself.

In the blink of an eye, the light emitted by the aura had turned into a huge pillar of light and crashed into Banksar's body.

Boom! A blinding light lit up, and a terrifying shock wave swept in all directions.

Everyone was shocked to hear the twelfth-level red demon erupt into a furious and terrible scream, its body shrouded in magical light, like a moth crashing into flames. Constant ablation.

It had extensive wounds on its body and holes in its wings. In particular, the limbs in front of him are constantly turning into ashes like pillars of sand in the wind. Eventually, even its shoulders, chest, and head began to crumble.

"My God......" Spengler said in horror, staring blankly at Roy and the huge pillar of light in front of him, "no. This is no ordinary Alice magic cannon!"

He turned his head and asked the people beside him, "Did you see that golden light just now?"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded their heads. Indeed, the moment Leo released his magic, a golden light appeared within the aura. It's fleeting, but it's eye-catching. Not only the magicians saw it, but the other melee professional mercenaries saw it too.

"Is there something wrong?" said one of the magicians, "I thought it was gold......

The sorcerer's perception represents what most people think. You must know that when a mage completes the elemental array, he cannot completely line up the other elements. And this. This is the biggest reason why the Elemental Circle fails to build or the same magic has different powers.

In such a three-system hybrid magic, if the mana control is not precise enough, it is not surprising to mix some gold or some other element. As long as these elements do not break the Elemental Array, they can be ignored entirely.

However, everyone's speculation was flatly rejected by Spengler. He shook his head and said, "It's definitely not a gold element!"

"What's that?" the magician asked.

"I don't know. But......" Spengler looked up at the sky with a solemn expression, "...... Feel the terrible energy of heaven and earth! I'm sure that Leo's magic is not that simple. Its power. It should be more than level twelve!"

The crowd was in an uproar and shocked.

No one doubted Spengler's judgment. Not to mention that he is a three-star Sky Sage. The magic attainments are profound, just when Leo released the magic, the almost violent heaven and earth energy between the heavens and the earth was already clearly felt by everyone without his reminder.

But because of this, everyone is unbelievable.

You know, the power of hybrid magic is powerful. But it's not unlimited. The power of being able to unleash level 11 magic with level 10 magic is terrifying enough. But now, Leo's tenth-level magic has reached the power of twelfth-level magic......

"Forty thousand magic codes, and the attack power that can only be achieved by reaching a minimum of eighty thousand magic codes?"

"Straight over the eleventh level of magic!unbelievable!"

"How did he do it?"

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The same question also appeared in Banksart's mind.

The moment the black-haired youth's magic was unleashed, it knew it had been fooled.

The terrifying pillar of light. Like a raging blazing storm. And in the face of this storm, he is like a snowman that is constantly melting.

Despite the strength of his whole body, Banksar could only watch as his skin melted and his body turned into fine black sand. The strength of the body is constantly declining in the havoc of magic. The heart-rending pain drove it crazy.

The power was so great that it couldn't believe it could be controlled by a young human who looked no more than twenty years old.

Banksar couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen a young ground race.

Whether it is a human, a dwarf or an elf, those who can reach the fifth level of the abyss are the strongest among them. And it's all in groups.

And the sixth layer of the abyss, where Banksal is located, is even more inaccessible.

The last time we saw a young human being of this age was at least a few hundred years ago. At that time, Banksar was only an eighth-level demon. But to deal with this kind of young people who are inexperienced and lack courage, it doesn't even need to use their brains.

But now......

Banksal let out an earth-shattering howl.

Countless demons in the distance trembled at this cry. They had never seen Banksar so bitter, so angry.

As a powerful twelve-level demon, it rules over a population of more than 100,000 demons, and it is high above the top, with absolute power and majesty. But the human youth, when it first appeared, gave it such a heavy blow on the head.

It's not just physical trauma. Or a humiliation!

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Alice's magic cannon is not a continuous spell. The duration of the pillar of light was only four or five seconds in total. However, both the human mercenaries and the demons felt that this moment was incomparably long.

Finally, the glow of magic was gone.

Banksar is suspended in the air.

Its arms are gone. The left leg was broken in half, and only the skeleton remained of the wings behind the back. And more seriously, a large hole was made in its chest, and a fifth of its face disappeared. From a distance, it looks like a rag doll ripped by a mischievous child.

But...... It's not dead!

Bang!

A terrifying aura bloomed from Banksar's body. In the blink of an eye, its mangled body was back to its original state. Not only did his arms grow, but he also had a big hole in his chest

The mercenaries gasped. They knew that this was the innate ability of a demon above level ten. As long as their demonic hearts are not destroyed. As long as there is enough demonic power left, even if only a third of their bodies are left, they will be able to recover in an instant.

It's just that, judging from the breath, the current Banksar strength is much lower than before. It's like a watered bonfire, still burning, but the fire has dimmed.

"Damn it!"

Seeing Banksar return to his original state, Roy's pupils suddenly contracted. His figure flashed, and he had turned into a bolt of lightning and shot away into the distance.

Escape! That was Roy's only thought at the moment.

On the surface. He had inflicted a heavy blow on Banksar in just one spot, but only he knew about it. He has done everything he can to do so.

First of all, as a level 10 three-series hybrid magic, Alice's magic cannon was ten times more difficult than the level 9 magic [Storm Vortex] he had released before.

He was able to unleash it with the help of the magic skills he had trained in the magic circle of Noiotans, and the time difference of nearly thirty seconds when he knew that his opponent was coming this way. And in battle, thirty seconds of stare time is enough for the enemy to kill him dozens of times!

Secondly. In order to maximize the damage of this magic, Roy not only threw ten golden source powers into a desperate gamble, forcibly raising the magic power to the standard of level 12 magic, but also risked his life to stab a sword to approach and confuse his opponent.

So exhausted. Just to complete this blow.

Indeed, Roy's painstaking efforts paid off. Not only was the blow successful, but the timing was accurate, the deception was realistic, and all the damage of the magic was all on Banksal's body, and the whole process was perfect.

But even so, Banksar survived.

Judging by the breath, its strength has dropped by roughly two-fifths. And what Roy paid for this was the price of the Demon Fighting Source Power that was almost exhausted.

Therefore, Roy had no choice but to flee.

He shot in the direction of the Colosseum. After jumping out of dozens of meters at the beginning, a floating step followed by an arrow step in the clouds, the body almost did not land, and the speed was exerted to the extreme. For a moment, I only saw a figure disappear in an instant.

Although it was a pity that he couldn't kill this twelfth-level demon, this was originally expected by Roy.

And in order to deal with this demon, he has already set a trap.

The trap is simple. As the same kind of demons are also natural enemies, the clouds released by small things have the same lethality to both low-level and high-level demons. The only difference is that the high-level demons hold on a little longer in the clouds.

And Roy's solution to this problem is to arrange the little things in advance in a closed room in the lower cell of the Colosseum.

From just now to now, the little things are constantly releasing dark clouds. When you lure the demon into the Colosseum, you can use the sturdy gates in the aisle to trap it, and then open the cell where the little thing is and let the clouds pour out......

To this end, Roy also set up several small magic traps in several gates of the Colosseum.

Because of the time constraints, this was already the best plan Roy could think of. And now, he knew that he had succeeded in provoking the demon, and all that was left was to lure him there...... (To be continued.) )