"So, who of you is coming?"

His gaze swept across the face of the warlock opposite, and Aaron's heart was as calm as water, with a faint smile on his face.

The warlock who was the first to speak laughed, and immediately rushed out of the room and into the sky.

"Then let me Edmund come and learn the power of the Mythical Bloodline Warlock, follow me. ”

"Okay. ”

Aaron didn't have to respond, and the feather of flame behind him flickered, and a faint red light streaked through the air, and followed.

Seeing the two of them leaving, the others also cast spells, followed by them, rushed out of the room, and stood outside looking up at the sky.

Edmund still couldn't change his temper, he was still so impatient. ”

"I don't think I can change it. ”

"You say Edmund will be able to end the fight in a few minutes?"

"With Edmund's strength, it should be able to solve it in a minute, after all, he is an ordinary mythical bloodline warlock, and he doesn't have an advantage in the battle of the same level before he has his own original spell. ”

"But didn't he say he slaughtered hundreds of thousands of hellish creatures?"

"You also believe this kind of deception, even Lucius can't do it, not to mention that he is an ordinary mythical bloodline warlock, but he is just boasting, killing a few hellish creatures, let's say dozens, I think he will kill thousands at most. ”

Several other warlocks also nodded secretly, agreeing with the warlock who had spoken.

No matter how powerful the Mythical Bloodline Warlock is, he has just stepped into the Silver Realm, his foundation is unstable, and no matter how powerful he is, he will not be much more powerful, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be Edmund's opponent.

In the middle of the sky, Edmund touched the flowing clouds that swept through his fingertips, and his face was relieved.

Loosening his muscles, he turned around and said to Aaron, who was following him: "Is the speed good, you can actually keep up with me, okay, without further ado, we can start now." ”

Yalian looked at the other party's obvious appearance that he didn't plan to strike first, hesitated, and asked, "Mr. Edmund, are you sure you want me to strike first?"

Edmund smiled, looking extremely confident: "No problem, you can come." ”

He was very confident that he could defeat the other party, especially since the opponent was still in a state where he had just broken through the Silver Realm.

"Oh well. ”

Aaron shrugged his shoulders, black runes appeared in his hands, and the heat was rolling.

Behind him, the black devil's flame skyrocketed, and the violent and domineering black ** flame overflowed with palpitating power.

"You ......"

Seeing this scene, Edmund was a little frightened, his lips squirmed, and he just wanted to retract what he had said before.

"Take it. ”

Before he could say his next words, the feathers of flame behind Aaron fanned out, and a blazing wind swept in front of him.

"How is that possible? This speed, this might......."

Edmund gathered all his strength to try to fend off the blow, but the violent black heat wave swept in, roaring and trying to annihilate everything.

"I can't bear it!"

On the other side, the Warlocks were discussing when Edmund would be able to end the battle, and none of them thought that Aaron would win.

Bloodline can only give the warlock a good foundation, but it does not represent everything.

Even if it is a mythical bloodline, it can only make the warlock have greater potential, the mana is more vast than others, and the advancement is faster than other warlocks, the strength of the warlock is not determined by the bloodline alone, in fact, after reaching the silver realm, the spell can begin to affect the strength of the warlock, and after reaching the golden realm, it is the main reason to measure the warlock.

Otherwise, there would be no Elemental Warlock, and the Summoner class appeared.

Now, Yalian has just stepped into the Silver Realm, and naturally he does not have the time and opportunity to create spells, and these warlocks of the Silver Realm will naturally decide that Alan is not Edmund's opponent.

After all, there is no possibility of a contest between a warlock with a spell and a warlock without a spell, and a warlock from the Silver Realm without a spell may not even be able to defeat a warlock from the Black Iron Realm.

This is their experience over the years.

And just as these warlocks had predicted the outcome of the battle, there was a sudden dark black in the deep sky.

"Huh, what's going on?"

A warlock noticed that something was wrong and looked up at the sky.

And in the next moment, a dark light burst out, and a violent sonic boom rolled in like thunder above the nine heavens, and then a figure seemed to have been hit by some kind of violence, accompanied by the sound of rage, and fell sharply from the sky.

"Look, I'll just say...... Edmund?"

When a warlock saw someone falling from the sky, he thought it was Aaron who had been knocked down, and was about to start a mockery, but in the middle of his sentence, he suddenly realized that the falling figure was not the Aryan he thought, but Edmund, whom he had high hopes for and thought would be victorious.

The other people's faces weren't much better, surprised, weird, incredulous, and so on.

"Edmund has been in the Silver Realm for more than a hundred years, why can't he win?"

A cold warlock couldn't keep his cool at the moment, his face full of disbelief.

How so?

Why can't you win?

How could a warlock who had only been in the Silver Realm for a year defeat Edmund in such a short period of time?

Just when everyone's hearts were stunned, Edmund had already stopped his fall, and when he stopped in the air, his face turned red, obviously he couldn't believe this fact.

The blow just now was really too powerful, and it was not something he could resist at all!

And the speed of the other party is also extremely terrifying, he can't see the other party's movements clearly at all, he can only capture the afterimage of the other party.

As soon as he thought that he had just praised the other party's good speed, he felt like a clown who didn't know the height of the sky, and at this moment he even had the heart to die.

And just above him, Aaron harnessed the flaming feather to slowly fall.

"Sorry for the offense. ”

He shrugged his shoulders and said apologetically. Edmund's face was flushed, and he was extremely embarrassed, and he couldn't bear the embarrassment of being punched down.

He took a few deep breaths in succession, and then he eased up and suppressed all the emotions in his heart.

Looking deeply at Alian's immature face, his expression became more and more bitter, and nodded: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a mythical bloodline warlock, and he is worthy of being a person who became the Black Flame Demon King by a hellish creature, this time, I lost." ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the other warlocks immediately changed.

They had been with Edmund for many years, and knew Edmund's temperament, stubborn and proud, but at this time, they actually opened their mouths to admit that they were defeated, so to speak, this was the first time they had heard Edmund say such things.

"Edmund, you ......"

Someone frowned and asked, some people who don't quite believe in such a character in their hearts would actually admit defeat themselves.

And in their hearts, what happened just now was just Edmund's carelessness, and Aren didn't know what means he used, temporarily gaining the upper hand, they were waiting for Edmund to regain his strength and solve the opponent, but they didn't expect that what they were waiting for was indeed Edmund's admission of defeat.

How do they accept this?

Especially those who were still boasting about how powerful Edmund was just now, and Aren's achievements were all boasting, and it was impossible for such a powerful warlock to be even more embarrassed at this time, and his cheeks were also faintly painful.

"Needless to say, a loss is a loss, and I, Edmund, am not the kind of person who doesn't admit it when I lose. ”

As a companion who has been with him for many years, Edmund of course knows what his companion wants to say, and he also wants to turn the tables, but there is no chance of turning the tables at all.

This is a monster like Lucius!