Yalian looked at the portal that was not as big as a rat hole, and frowned, "Are you sure we can enter the medicine garden through this portal?"

He couldn't figure out how this portal, which was not as big as a rat hole and was still in a rat hole, had Bartol the caster rolled into it in the first place.

Roll vertically?

Obviously, this is also the instinctive behavior of the world consciousness of the caster's world, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence, but fortunately, the world consciousness is still sleeping, otherwise this kind of good thing would not be able to cheapen him as an intruder.

"Don't worry, you see. ”

As he spoke, the Batol caster stretched out his hand towards the portal, and in Aren's astonished gaze, his hand and the flame armor on it began to thin and lengthen, and then this change gradually spread throughout his body, and finally his whole person became like a slender slender and was pulled into the portal.

Aaron also knew that this was just a visual illusion, but the caster of Bartol's spell had entered a strange space, which caused a strange visual phenomenon, if you were not afraid of being injured, you could put your spiritual power into it, and then you would find that Bartol's had not changed at all.

After the Batol caster entered, Aaron didn't go in immediately, but waited a few seconds until he sensed something, and then walked through the transfer door.

Boom! Boom!

As soon as he came out of the portal, before he could see his surroundings clearly, Aaron was hit violently, and attacks with a power no less than a third-level spell continued to attack him, hitting the black-gold defensive shield around him.

For a full half an hour, the attacks continued like a torrential rain, but unfortunately, even with such an attack, the barrier on the surface of the Aliann body remained immovable, and did not even cause the slightest wave.

"This can't be!" Bartol's spellcaster stood beside a bunch of strange creatures, looking at Aaron deadly, his face completely lost his previous heroism, only a terrifying hideous: "Why hasn't the spell on your body disappeared? Even a fifth-level spell can only last for a maximum of ten minutes in this half-plane, not to mention that it has to withstand continuous attacks." ”

"Who told you I was a fifth-level spell?" "Aaron slowly walked towards the Batol spellcaster, his Dark Flame had universal authority that could be used in almost all dimensional universes, how could it be limited by a half-plane that was about to be destroyed.

However, he wasn't going to tell the other party, and even if he did, it was impossible for the Barthol caster to understand.

"Sixth-level spell?!" Bartol's spellcaster was stunned, and then reacted: "Impossible, the fourth-level spell only lasted for ten seconds, even the sixth-level spell couldn't support it for such a long time, no, that spell was not forcibly dissipated by the half-plane, I didn't expect that you still have a connection with that spell across the two spaces, and you should have found out that I was deceiving you through that spell, right?"

"You're not stupid. Yalian nodded, and shook his head again: "Yes, I have always been connected to the Red Flame Armor, and the spell was also canceled by me, but I didn't find out that you were lying to me through the spell." ”

"And when did you find out, did you discover any flaws in me before?" asked the Batol's spellcaster unwillingly.

"At the beginning. Aaron said lightly, in fact, the Batol caster did not have the slightest flaw, but who let him hang up.

Although the Eye of Emotions has become the Eye of Exploration, the function of the Eye of Emotions has not disappeared, and the deep malice of the other party that is almost about to condense into substance is impossible to see unless Aaron is blind.

So no matter how perfect the Bathol caster was and how good he spoke, Aaron never believed a word from beginning to end.

"What did you mean at first?" said Aaron, but the Batol spellcaster was a little reluctant to believe it.

Aaron shrugged his shoulders: "It's literal, from the beginning of the meeting, I knew that you had bad intentions towards me, although I don't know why, but since you have bad intentions towards me, then no matter what you say later, you must be lying to me." ”

"But how do you know that I have bad intentions towards you? "The Batol's spellcaster couldn't accept the fact that he had been seen through from the start.

"They're all dying people, and they know so much to do. Aaron said lightly, while a spell model in his mind trembled slightly.

Level 5 Spell: Hand of Fire!

The black-gold flames surged out, emitting blazing heat, twisting and shifting, finally forming a palm the size of half a playground.

"You dare to kill me, don't you want Amos Longdi Root Grass?"

Just as the flame hand broke through the layers of defenses on his body and was about to fall, the Batol spellcaster showed what was in his hand, which was a blue-purple grass shaped like a tree root, which was also the purpose of the two of them coming to this half-plane on the bright side...... Amos Rondi Root Grass!

Seeing that the flame hand stopped, the batol spellcaster exhaled a breath, touched his hair that had turned charred, and then looked down at the armor that had fallen to the ground because of the loss of the link, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, but he knew that he could not be Yalian's opponent now, so he carefully hid this resentment, and then raised his head and was about to say something, when a voice came faintly.

"I don't want to!"

Rumble!

After a loud bang, the Batol spellcaster and the strange creatures were gone, replaced by a palm-shaped glass crater.

Seeing this, Aaron's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, but turned around.

I saw that Bartol, who should have been turned into ashes in the flames of the dark devil, was standing there staring at Aaron with resentment, but his current condition was very bad, his whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, and most of his skin had turned into charcoal.

"It seems that you have become the master of this half-plane. Aaron said lightly.

Just at the moment when the hand of flame fell, the spellcaster of Bartol almost disappeared from the shroud of the hand of flames, coupled with the ability to release spells in this forbidden area at will, as long as the caster who is well-informed, can deduce that Bartol has become the master of this half-plane.

Originally, the Batol spellcaster was going to teleport to the back of Aaron for a sneak attack, but he underestimated the sixth-level spell, or the power of the black devil's flame, although he was not hit head-on by the spell, but just being hit by a rub had already seriously injured him, not to mention the sneak attack, he couldn't even stand on his feet now, and directly missed the opportunity to sneak attack.

"Ahem...... Bartol's cough twice, a mouthful of pitch-black blood spit out, he knew that he was about to die, although he had a healing potion, but with Alian, even if he recovered intact, it would have no effect, but he was unwilling, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why are you so strong, why are your spellcaster organizations so domineering, I am not reconciled." ”

"Are you unwilling, what does it have to do with me, go all the way. Aryan said lightly, and with a wave of his hand, a pitch-black fireball struck at Bartol.

Bartol's spellcaster hurriedly released a defensive spell, and as a spellcaster, although his body was severely damaged, there was no problem at all in releasing the spell.

After all, the fireball technique was only a first-level spell, and it was easily blocked by Bartol's spell, and just when he wanted to fight back, a dozen or so pitch-black fireballs emitting blazing heat came towards him......