A cloud of light appeared somewhere in the Void Desperate.

After stepping out of the teleporters, Constantine and Roland found themselves standing in a cavern on a high mountain with a cliff in front of them, and at the foot of the cliff was a dead plain.

They emerged from the dark and damp cavern and stood on a cliff, the cold wind of the other world carrying thousands of years of wind and sand, blowing in their faces and hitting the steep mountain wall.

It's another plane here.

From the wind, Roland and Constantine smelled a familiar and ominous smell.

It was the smell of blood, the smell of death.

"Where is this?" Roland narrowed.

"I don't know, the teleportation location of that space magic array should be random. Constantine looked around.

"Look. Roland raised his hand and pointed to the sky, and both of them looked up at the same time.

The sky shimmered with aurora borealis, changing the brilliance of different colors, sometimes deep blue, sometimes dark red, sometimes blue.

The light of different colors distorted and stretched in different directions, like distorted faces, and then shattered when they expanded to the limit, revealing a deep and heavy black, which was a bottomless other dimension.

"What the hell is that?" Roland looked shocked as he looked at the vision in the sky.

Constantine observed carefully for a while, countless data appeared in his field of vision, and he replied briefly: "This is the result of the impact of powerful energy on the crystal wall of the plane, and the violent magic shock caused by it has caused the spatial structure of the entire plane to be extremely unstable. ”

Even Constantine, who had always been calm, jumped slightly from the corners of his eyes at this moment, what kind of terrifying burst of energy could tear the sky of the plane to such a point of fragmentation?

He had already seen that the auroras wandering in the sky were generated by the energy that overflowed from the rupture of space-time, and there might even be a whole new plane hidden behind each band of light.

Has the plane war in the Void Desperate Realm developed to such a tragic point?

In stark contrast to the colorful sky, the earth was lifeless, a barren gray-black, with large patches of dark red in some places, like blood stains that had not yet dried.

The wind howled, sweeping through the open field and rolling up the sand.

The never-ending wind comes from restless magic, and the clash of energies sets off a rush of air.

Although it was invisible to the naked eye, both Constantine and Roland could sense that in many regions far away from them, extremely anxious and arduous battles were breaking out, and both sides were above the level of the Holy Domain.

Dozens of flickering points of light occasionally appeared in the dark earth, pointing straight to the sky, and behind each vigorous burst of light was the result of a great magister or a holy realm powerhouse.

Being able to be spotted by the eye from such a distance means that the magic power that is being activated is close to the forbidden spell level.

Roland and Constantine glanced at each other, and they both felt a bit awe-inspiring for a long time.

The desperate battlefield really lives up to its name.

Following the rocky staircase next to the cliff, the two walked slowly down the cliff and walked along the plain into the distance.

Just as Constantine was about to explore the surrounding terrain and find out if there was a water source nearby, there was a violent roar on the ground, and dust was flying.

Roland and Constantine brace their spirits at the same time, drawing all their attention.

The comers are not good.

In the field of vision, an ugly-looking humanoid creature wearing pale cyan magic armor wielded a blood-stained long knife, roaring and lunging in the direction where the two were located, emitting terrifying sound waves from its mouth.

Although it resembles a human race, the monster in front of it is more like a hybrid of people and beasts.

The cold phosphorescent light seeped from the corners of its eyes and from its hair, and that light undoubtedly had nothing to do with positive words such as good, noble, and beautiful, and was full of evil and calamitous attributes.

Roland's brows furrowed, as a paladin, he cultivated divine power, and he had a natural hostility to the aura of chaos.

"The Blade Demon, a member of the Chaos Race, is accustomed to using the blade as a weapon. Using his ability to backtrack, Constantine's mind quickly contemplated the monster's message

This demon envoy was undoubtedly the best elite of the Blade Clan, and the long knife in its hand had already stained the blood of no less than five human sanctuary powerhouses.

Killing all the way here, the momentum and killing intent of the blade demon have been exuberant to the extreme, its eyes bulging, filled with pale cyan bloodshots, looking at the two people who appeared in front of it, unabashedly hating order, and the desire to kill.

Roland and Constantine looked at each other, and at the same time made a movement, dodging to both sides.

Seeing the paladin and the young mage dodging at the same time, the tall blade stunned the demon for a moment, and for a moment, it fell into a dilemma: which one to kill first?

The Blade Demon's intellect is not as advanced as its magic, and thinking and making decisions are far more painful for it than fighting.

With the instinct of the chaotic creature, it felt the uncomfortable smell of the divine coming from Roland, and its eyes fixed on Constantine, and then slashed away with its sword without thinking.

The blade swung, and an emerald-colored streamer dragged out, and along the direction of the blade, a shallow groove cracked into the dry earth.

Constantine calmly avoided it sideways, and at the same time, several low-level spells beckoned over in an instant.

The Flame and Lightning Chains struck the Blade Angel in the abdomen and thigh, respectively, and swarms of arcane missiles smashed into its forehead.

Lightning flew, and the first two magic spells successfully shattered part of the armor on the demon's body, but the instantaneous arcane missile that directly attacked the face door was actually directly exempted by the blade demon.

However, the good thing is that its vision is blocked, and its speed slows down suddenly, and the blade is deflected to the right.

With a swing of the knife, the blade made the demon a little annoyed and swung the knife again, its wisdom was not very good, but when it came to combat, its intuition and talent were particularly amazing, and with a knife in his hand, it almost slashed Constantine's shoulder.

Undeterred, Constantine continued to dodge using the refraction method, the first three spells just to estimate the spell resistance of the Blade Demon.

Judging from the results, the magic resistance level of the Blade Demon is indeed not bad, and the arcane barrage that can easily shatter the thick wooden planks falls on it, which is no different from a drizzle.

Quite a powerful melee unit, Constantine silently assessed, even the Grand Magus, encountering this kind of monster at close range, it is estimated that it will be quite tricky.

Taking advantage of Constantine's spell to drag the demon, Roland's figure quickly approached, the holy sword was raised, and he pointed forward, and a scorching golden glow covered the demon's body.

Illuminated by the divine light, the blade made the demon's whole body tremble, and let out a painful roar, filling his body with white smoke and bulging blisters.

Easily immune to thousands of degrees of heat, it is as fragile as a baby exposed to hot steam.

The divine magic of the clergy of the Church of Light is the greatest nemesis of the creatures of chaos and darkness at any time.

In a fit of rage, it flicked its head and rushed towards Roland, its sword slashing down.

The paladin raised his holy sword and blocked the sword that fell from the sky, and the clear sword body of "Durandal" burst out with slender and shining sparks, and the huge impact force actually made Roland retreat dozens of steps.

Click.

In the hand of the Blade Demon, the long knife snatched from the strong hand of the Terran Sanctuary made a crisp popping sound and shattered into pieces of iron.

This vicious war knife, which had been stained with the blood of several human powerhouses, was buried in the ground.

Even after a thousand years, the Eternal Sword is still an epic weapon, how can it be easily offended?

The blade made the demon pay the price for his rashness, but it wasn't just the long knife in his hand.

Constantine chanted the incantation, and a huge magical field unfolded, causing a layer of glowing ripples in the desperate space, like the rippling waves of Lake Baikal on a spring day.

High Arcane --- [Secondary Plane Distortion]

Arcane fluctuations swept across the blade demon's body, causing the demon's upper body to curl up violently, enveloped in twists and turns of space.

Makes the demon's arm shake wildly, trying to break free of the warped space-time and tear the damned human mage in front of him apart.

The effects of the arcane force field lasted only half a second, and the space quickly returned to normal.

The blade made the demon gasp for breath and pounce, but felt a surging force surge from the void and slam down on it.

The dimensional structure is like a spring of intricate workmanship, which has the property of staying in place, and the slightest change will incur a rebound and release a huge amount of energy.

Previously, in order to restore the original state, the plane injected energy into the distorted zone to smooth out the crooked space, and the blade caught in it made the demon a victim of sorrow.

The tearing pain spread through the chaotic creature's chest, causing the demon's muscles to bloom, revealing broken blood vessels, and it looked horrible in its own right.

And the fatal blow came from Roland behind him.

A pillar of light wrapped around the flame fell from the sky, striking the faltering demon and turning it into a humanoid torch burning in the dark ground.

After the fire was extinguished, in the embers that covered the ground, only a sparkling spar remained,

"Chaos Crystal!" Roland's eyelids jumped, although he didn't know much about alchemy, but anyone with a little knowledge of plane biology knew the preciousness of Chaos Crystal.

Chaos Crystals are substances that can only be generated in the bodies of high-level chaotic creatures, containing pure and violent energy, which is a rather rare item, and is one of the top ingredients for making magic wands.

Any piece of spar, even if it is only the size of a fingernail, can be exchanged for gold coupons in units of 100,000 gold coins in the alchemy altar, making countless alchemists regard it as a treasure.

Even in the City of Daybreak, its value is definitely not low.

So Constantine decisively picked up the Chaos Hedron and put it in the ring.

"Good luck. Roland said half-jokingly, "Even if we return to the outer city now, this spar alone will be enough to recoup the original cost." ”

That being said, however, both of them knew very well that this high-level blade envoy was just the beginning, and their battle journey was far from over.

"Wander around again and find out if there are any stable teleportation points nearby. Constantine said.

Roland shook his head, "Those who have the ability and resources to set up stable teleportation points are generally the Great Legions or Trialist Organizations that have survived in the Void Desperate Realm for hundreds or thousands of years, and are guarded by elite Trialists, I don't think they will appear in such remote places." ”

Constantine walked a few steps, and when he heard this, he suddenly stopped, and said lightly: "You are right, those legions will indeed not set up portals here, but it does not mean that their people will not come." ”

As soon as the words fell, the flying sand and dust not far away suddenly dissipated, and four figures walked out of it.

At the head of the pack is a magician dressed in an expensive robe with the emblem of the "Heart of the Elements".

Behind him were three trialists, all of whom were Sanctuary warriors, full of a condensed murderous aura.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief, but Constantine was expressionless.

The mage at the head looked haughty and indifferent, walked to the place where the demon had fallen, paused, and looked at Roland and Constantine with no kindness in his eyes.

His gaze swept over the ring of the Star Tower on Constantine's finger, slightly stunned, and then his eyes became a little more disdainful.

"Excuse me, was this blade demon killed by you?" said the leading mage, pointing to the embers on the ground.

"That's true. Roland replied politely. "May I ask your Excellency the Magician, do you know where there is a stable portal around here?"

"It's not impossible for me to tell you. ”

The mage said unhurriedly, his eyes darting around the sunken sockets a few times, and his gaze fell on Constantine, "As long as you give me the Chaos Crystal on the demon just now." ”

Roland's brows furrowed, "Your Excellency, this blade demon was killed by the two of us, and your request is a bit excessive. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a warrior behind the mage sneered, "Our legion killed five brothers in order to capture this lone demon leader, and you are just making up for it after the fact, and you are also hiding the chaos crystals privately, where are you qualified to negotiate terms with us? Lord Aarens, why bother talking nonsense with these two newcomers." ”

The mage at the head rubbed a magic ring on his finger unhurriedly, "You two have heard it too, this blade demon is the prey of our legion, and we have put a lot of effort into catching it, so unfortunately, for the sake of those comrades who died in battle, we need its crystallization." ”

Constantine, however, stared intently at the magician, looking at the trajectory of the main star of fate above him, and suddenly laughed. "Your Excellency, you are right, this crystal does not belong to me. ”

"Since you realize this, then hand it over quickly. ”

"It belongs to the five soldiers of the Great Wall Guards who died in battle. ”

Constantine looked around at the few people around him, and said coldly: "You should have assisted the warriors of the Great Wall against the invading demon envoys, but in order to obtain the chaos crystals in the body of this demon leader, you deliberately sat back and watched the five of them being surrounded and slaughtered by the blade demons. ”

"So, are you who have done such a despicable thing worthy to ask me?"

Constantine said, "The powerhouse of the dignified Sanctuary doesn't even want his face for a stone?"

Hearing Constantine's words, the faces of the five people changed dramatically at the same time, and the face of the magician named Aarens at the head was even more gloomy to the extreme.