Chapter 21: The Blood Arena (7)

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Wengers no longer had the energy to complain about Wilfredo, and he was so engrossed in casting spells that he blessed all his companions, including the invisible Shadow Thief, with elemental protection.

With the experience of the first unlucky guy, the Great Demon who broke through the barrier after that did not rush to attack, but instead talked as if no one was around.

"A half-blood?"

"More than ...... I felt it, an older and more powerful bloodline. ”

"Godborn......

Vera didn't see their respect for her own bloodline in the eyes of the high-level demons, and her scarlet eyes only intensified madness and ambition, this was the first time she had come into contact with high-level demons, undisguised madness and evil, killing, destruction, fighting, blood, power, power, nothing was more important than these!

[Don't be affected, you are you. Link's voice is connected to her mind through her consciousness, pulling Vera back to reality from her hallucination.

[If it really doesn't work, let's replace Doyle with it, she has half human blood, and has been a knight of the dawn for many years, so her resistance to demons is higher. 】

Vera insisted, "This is an obstacle I have to overcome, and no one can help me." 】

Vera's insistence made Link secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

It's best to think like this, Doyle can't always help her resist the attraction and resonance of her bloodline.

Wilfredo's eyes widened, staring at the high-level demons without blinking, for fear that the other party would attack them if he relaxed slightly, but he was still distracted and asked the mage what the demons had said.

Wengers's nerves were also tense, "It's a demonic language, I don't understand it very well." ”

There is more than one creature of demons in the abyss, ordinary mages can come into contact with monsters with low thinking and ability, and the language of high-level demons is regarded as a heresy in Hohenheim, and only a very small number of mages who specialize in demon summoning can understand it. He barely understood a few notes, such as half-blood, ancient, powerful, and gods. Unable to be coherent, it is natural to not know the true meaning of these conversations.

Since it comes to half-blood. Wengers naturally thought of Vera. She was the only one in their group who met those criteria.

The second high-level demon who entered the material realm took the initiative to throw an olive branch to Vera: "O bloodline in the mortal world, we are all creatures of the night, and we are your kindred. ”

Vera's answer was to condense dozens of compressed elemental bullets, but unfortunately, the high-level demon had a agility that did not match her huge body, and easily dodged her attack, and responded with a series of mocking chuckles.

"The action of condensing the elements is too big. Before you could move, I had already guessed the direction of the attack. ”

The demon's taunt enraged Vera, and the number of red fireballs doubled, scattering and striking in all directions, targeting other high-level demons who were watching the excitement.

Wilfredo's nerves were about to break.

Does this girl have a brain? One high-level demon is enough for them to have a headache, and she actually attacks like all high-level demons. It's insane!!

"Vera, don't involve the innocent. ”

Link's voice was like a basin of cold water, dousing Vera's spurt anger, she looked around, the compressed elemental bullet was easily dodged by the demon and fell into the crowd, the successive explosions did not hurt the target in the slightest, but affected many innocent humans.

Campano's face turned pale. Although the enchantment on the shield can absorb spells, it is not infinite. If this woman had used this trick during the duel just now, he would have been dead and gone.

Assa, who was hiding in the shadows, felt the same way as the dwarves, believing that Vera had released water during the rank test.

He couldn't help but start to wonder why Link hired him, with the ability of the two of them, to bring his self, which was almost equivalent to a burden, with him, really just to find out information when necessary?

"Druid!"

"A druid?"

The demon's roar echoed through the arena, as Link deliberately restrained his breath. The High Demons mistakenly thought of him as a druid who was inferior to the Children of Nature.

Wengers's eyes widened, and this time he understood.

The demons chanted an old word in a resentful tone - druid, that mysterious man was actually a druid?!

"What's going on?" Wilfredo's uneasiness grew, and he always felt that something very bad was going to happen next.

"Our new companion has an unexpected identity, he's a druid!"

The mage's words caused the dwarf, who was also on high alert, to stiffen.

If Campano was still suspicious of Link's statement before, after the identity of the 'druid' was revealed, he already believed half of the man who claimed to have come to the Great Trap to find his blood relatives. Except for a very few extreme individuals. The vast majority of druids are neutral and orderly, and there is no reason to lie to themselves.

"Contract! I see they have the same contract on them!"

The demon's eyes changed, from banter to rage.

"Shred him!"

"Crush him!"

"Pollute him!"

"Fallen soul, let him wander forever in the abyss of pain. ”

It's like a chorus. The words with magical power rose one after another, and the mercenaries who were fighting hard with low-level demons were suddenly collectively frozen.

Wilfredo's palms were sweating, and just now, something had passed through his body, and he felt like his soul was almost being pulled out.

The intense feeling of nausea caused Vilfredo and Campano to vomit on the spot, and Wengers, who was a mage, was not much better, sweating profusely.

"What the is this...... "Even the stomach acid vomited, and Wilfredo looked like he was seriously ill, and his face turned pale. This was the third time he had experienced sacrifice, and he had never seen such an evil sect.

"It's a curse, a curse of the devil. Their language is magical, and those with poor resistance will be bewitched and turned into puppets to be manipulated. "Wengers covered his mouth, it was for the spirit...... No, it's a direct attack on the soul, and it has nothing to do with the strength of the body.

Naturally, Asa couldn't resist either, rolling out of Link's shadow, lying on the ground and trembling violently.

The only ones who weren't affected were Link and Vera. The former is a child of nature, and the strength of the soul is not on the same level as that of ordinary people. The latter are demons themselves and are immune to attacks of their own kind.

"It's a bit bad......" Link roughly understood the demon's intentions.

Killing innocent people will lead the zhì camp to deviate, and it would be a pity to kill the rare druids directly. If you can seduce the depraved to become a punisher, it is both fun and proof of power for the devil.

"What's wrong?" was quiet, but Wilfredo still caught Link talking to himself.

"Look~" Following Link's gaze, the sluggish crowd around Wilfredo turned around en masse and locked on to them, which was even worse than the feeling of being stared at by a high-level demon just now.

"Aren't those people being manipulated?" Thinking back to what Wengers said, Wilfredo's palms were sweating, and he could barely hold his spear. Even if he can be ruthless and do it, he can't win the crowd tactics, not to mention that there are high-level demons watching from the sidelines.

It was a bad decision to stay this year, Wilfredo smiled bitterly, because this time more purple mist was released than before, many people chose to leave for refuge, and he chose to take a fight when he was homeless, and if he won the bet, the rich reward was worth his life. It's a big deal to lose and die, and he has no relatives anyway, so he has nothing to worry about.

When fate really came to an end, Wilfredo couldn't help but feel timid.

In the face of death, no one can truly be free.

[There are too many. Vera is quite calm at this time, [You won't kill them, will you?]

[Don't do stupid things, I have a way to deal with it.] As soon as he heard her tone, Link knew that Vera wanted to carry the evil deeds of killing on her own.

Isn't it true that you can't reveal the identity of the Child of Nature?]

[You don't need to transform to solve it, some nature magic can be used by both children of nature and druids.] Link crouched down, his hands touching the ground that had been soaked in blood for years and turned dark brown.

The corrosion is strict, but the earth elements can still be felt. Unlike being corrupted by the undead, the chaos faction, while evil, does not abandon life. It can be done......

Link concentrates and summons the Earth Elemental that sleeps deep underground.

In addition to Vera, the first thing to feel was Wengers, and the arena, which was originally shrouded in heavy resentment, suddenly had a fresh breath of life. It is like a spring breeze blowing on the face, giving people warmth and stimulating deep emotions

The nausea subsided, Wilfredo and Campano glanced at each other, and also felt the power of the Pillar of Earth.

The ground began to light, dotted with stars, seeping out from beneath the surface, passing through the human body and converging into a vague shape in the air. One by one, the accused humans came to their senses, and they were also stunned by the scene in front of them.

Wengers's pupils shrunk, the white deer, the incarnation of Isol, the pillar of the earth!

When the silhouette of the white deer is composed, the purification also begins.

Vera didn't react much because of the seal and the fact that she was Link's demon.

But the other monsters were not so lucky, and no matter their rank, the monsters all howled in pain. Human beings feel that the warm and comfortable glow is harmful to the demons, and the low-level ones are directly purified, turned into black mist, and slowly dissipate, and the high-ranking ** is burned by the divine power from the gods, and the tough skin of the high demon resistance melts like grease, revealing the muscles and muscles inside.

"The power of the column ......"

"Requiem, is he really a druid?"

Two archdemons pounced on Link in excruciating pain, trying to end the Requiem Spell by killing the caster.

Wilfredo was about to bite the bullet when a figure leaped over his head like a gust of wind. When I looked closely, it was a half-elf mixed with demon blood, tearing off a muscle from the arm stretched out by the big demon with his bare hands.

Am I dazzled?

Unarmed!!

Isn't she a mage who follows the manipulator's route?