And on the other side, the Chimerano, who saw the whole sober one, was stunned.

His mouth opened slightly involuntarily, as if what was happening in front of him was too bizarre and shocking, and he couldn't close it for half a day.

This is the legendary Black Flame Demon King, Aaron Adolf?

It's horrible!

In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters, escaped from the madness of killing hellish creatures, and came here before everyone could react.

Next, before the complacent Harvey could say a word, he directly erased the other party's life.

How is this possible?

You must know that no matter what Harvey says, he is also a mythical bloodline warlock, and he has the power of a bloodline like Hellfire, even if he recovers his heyday, he may not be the opponent of the other party.

But it was such a Harveys who was directly erased by the other party, and, in this process, Harvey did not have the slightest power to resist, it was as simple as crushing an ant.

"What a terrifying power is this?"

Chimerano's letter was already moaning unconsciously, even suspecting that what he saw was not real, but just an illusion.

If you don't have the power to resist, you will be directly wiped out by the other party, which means an absolute gap in strength, this gap, the spiritual pressure feels unreal, that is a mythical bloodline warlock.

However, the truth is that this unreality is precisely the most real fact.

"How could he be so powerful?"

He was completely stunned.

A warlock who is stronger than himself can't even reach the possibility of fighting for a round in the opponent's hands, even if it is a friend, it is inevitable that he will mumble in his heart, so he just watches quietly from the side.

And while his mind was spinning, Aaron had already extracted the other party's blood.

Putting the bloodline into the spatial ring, Yalian raised his head and looked at the warlock of the Night Stalker Academy who was looking at him dumbfounded, not understanding why the other party showed such a shocked look.

As soon as his heart moved, the Eye of Truth immediately swept over, and suddenly the other party's information flowed into the bottom of his heart.

"I see. ”

Yalian nodded secretly, knowing that the other party was not an academy warlock, but a lone warlock who had recently joined the Night Stalker Academy, this kind of warlock is actually very difficult to cultivate, and there is no inheritance, so there is no good idea, there are not enough resources, and there are not enough spells, so the strength is at the bottom of the same level, basically it is lucky to be able to enter the golden realm, not to mention the magic sun, basically there may be only one mana sun in his life, and the one who can have three mana suns is already one of the masters, and the existence that other lone warlocks envy can be said to be the weakest group of warlocks。

Although the one in front of him is a rare silver realm among the lone warlocks, his vision is still stuck in the past, a warlock with a little bit of thin mythical bloodline is already a mythical bloodline warlock to him, and it is strange not to be shocked to see a legendary 'mythical bloodline warlock' being killed so easily.

This kind of thing is not intended to be broken, otherwise it will only increase the embarrassment and have no benefit.

Seeing that there were several warlocks from the Black Iron Realm next to him, and they all had the aura of hell devils on their bodies, they were looking at him in fear, and Yalian waved his hand without thinking about it.

The heat wave swept out.

It was just the moment the eyes were closed, and when they opened again, those people had already turned into dust and smoke, and disappeared with the wind.

"Goo-toot!"

In Chimerano's throat, there was a distinct saliva-swallowing sound.

His expression became more and more respectful and restrained, more than two hundred years of rich experience, although it did not bring him much broad vision, but it let him know when to put on what posture, although looking at the other party's appearance This warlock is just a teenager, but at this time to put on his old qualifications, it is undoubtedly impatient to look for death.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the turmoil in his heart and asked, "Is it Mr. Aaron from the Ulysses Warlock Academy?"

The voice was very gentle, and he didn't dare to show the slightest hint of slackness.

Arain focused his gaze on him and replied, "Yes, you are a warlock from the Night Stalker Academy, why didn't you go to the front?"

Chimerano explained the reason with a wry smile, and then said, "I really regret that I didn't work hard to cultivate the ideas that the academy gave me, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to go to the front line. ”

"That's true. ”

Yalian said unceremoniously, and very sharply inserted a knife in Chimerano's heart: "Although your bloodline is a high-level bloodline, it is very good, it can be seen from the fact that you can be promoted to the Silver Realm, if you can obtain the concept of the Night Stalker Academy when you are in the Black Iron Realm, and you still have enough resources, you have a great chance of entering the Golden Realm, and even the king can fight it, but now, it's a pity." ”

Hearing Aaron say this, Chimerano almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, his face was as if his heart was dead, he was originally complacent and extremely proud that he was able to reach the Silver Realm without relying on any forces, but now he heard that he actually had the potential to become a Golden Realm or even a king, that little bit of smugness disappeared in an instant, and his heart was filled with great remorse.

He repents, he hates.

He regretted that he had not entered the Warlock Academy in the first place, and he regretted that he had not accepted the invitation of the forces.

He hated himself for giving up enrollment for the sake of a trivial matter, for the sake of his own face, and he hated himself for refusing to be recruited by forces because he was unwilling to be restrained.

He did not doubt Aaron's words, and there was no need for Aaron to deceive him, there was no good in deceiving him.

Healing Touch!

Yalian casually released a healing spell to the other party, and then continued: "But it's not impossible to change, although it is impossible for you to become a king, but there are still ways to go further." ”

"What's the solution?" asked Chimerano excitedly, not noticing that the injuries on his body had been healed by Aaron at some point.

"Mythical Bloodline, you can use the powerful power of the Mythical Bloodline to forcibly push yourself to the level of the Golden Realm. Allyon calmly explained the other party's further method.

Chimerano's expression suddenly froze with excitement, and his originally bright eyes dimmed, but he still asked with a hint of expectation, "Lord Alian, is the legendary bloodline okay?"

"No, I can't. Without the slightest tact, Yalian shattered his last illusion: "Although the legendary bloodline also contains great power, it can only push it to the peak of the Silver Realm, and if you want to enter the Golden Realm, it must be a mythical bloodline." ”

"It seems that I only have the life of the Silver Realm in my life. Chimerano lowered his head and said with a wry smile, he can still think about the legendary bloodline, but the mythical bloodline, let alone him, even if it is the entire Night Stalker Academy, it is only a coincidence that he accepted Lucius, a mythical bloodline warlock, as for the mythical bloodline, it is not even a thought.

Extinguishing the flame that had just risen in his heart, Chimerano looked up to thank him, after all, Aaron had shown him the way forward, but found that there was no one in front of him.

And in the sky, a black horse is slaughtering wantonly.

To him, the creatures of hell that mortals are afraid of, are just fragile and harmless insects, and just a random stirring can cause a large number of casualties.

The furious Flame of the Dark Devil did not show its ultimate power, but only a little heat would roast the creatures of hell in agony.

With the continuous killing and destruction, his control over mana is much stronger than before.

Whether it was the power of the abyss and hell, or the power of life and death, he initially sensed the power of these powers, and began to truly learn to use them.

The erosion of hellfire, the fury of the fire of the abyss, the extinction of the power of death, the healing of the life force, the current Aaron is no longer the Aryan who used to use spells in secret wisdom, he has comprehended a small part of the characteristics of these four powers, and can use them appropriately.

Just like just now, killing the Silver Realm Warlock with the power of the devil, he only used a small wisp of death power to destroy the other party's soul, and Ben did not use any spells.

As for now, on the surface, it seems that he has spent a lot of mana to destroy these tens of thousands of infernal creatures, but in fact, he has only brought out the hottest and most corrosive side of the black devil's flame, and when it comes to mana consumption, it is just the consumption of ordinary three-rune spells.

It's like he used to only use a big knife to cut people, but now he can kill people with a wooden sword.

This form of use of power had once appeared in Karl's hands, and with just a few alchemy arrays, another Golden Realm warlock had been captured alive, and now it had appeared in the hands of Aaron.

This means that Aaron's understanding of power has greatly improved, and he is getting closer and closer to the level of Karl, that is, the Golden Realm Warlock, and even far beyond the ordinary Golden Realm Warlock.

"That's how power is really used!"