The second time he stepped on this scorched earth, Birmingham's sword grip became tighter, and the pace of his march became more and more steady, although he was at the end of the squad, this down-and-out nobleman did not relax at all, and no one could predict how many demons would hide in the seemingly calm lanes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It's an unpleasant breath. The Holy See looked at everything in the ghetto, and the smell of sulfur in the air made the pure and innocent girl show a trace of unhappiness, even if she had an estimate of the destruction of the demon, but it was still hard to believe that this desolate scenery was in the hands of those black demons.

"Therefore, it is better for Your Excellency to come out and walk around more. "Count Luvia never looked worried, and he was still in the mood to make fun of the saint as he walked through this hellish scene.

"Although the Earl's suggestion is very appealing to me, the Holy See has the rules of the Holy See, and my duty as a saint does not allow me to appear in the mortal world at will. Thanking Count Luvia's kindness, the Holy See waved her white sleeves, and as the sleeves floated, a warm light rolled out of her sleeves.

The white light turned into a thin wall of light in mid-air like a barrier, enveloping the group, and the pungent smell of burnt and sulfur was also blocked.

"Ready, the living. The long-lost lantern man appeared in Birmingham's mind, but unfortunately it was not a greeting, but a warning.

"You stupid saint!"

"Alert. ”

"Yo, the Holy Maiden really should come out and walk around a little more, otherwise she will forget even these basic common sense. ”

The voices of Fran, the White Sage, and the Count of Louvia rang out almost simultaneously, one scolding, one reminding, the other an untimely taunt, and the consequences of the words of these three were terrifying roars and trembling ground.

The demons found them.

Such thoughts flashed through everyone's minds, but the time for the thoughts to flicker was not as fast as those demons attacked, and the black demon tide swarmed, carrying a pungent smell and sharp claws, and blood and destruction roared like a shadow.

It's just a pity that these swarming demon tides don't know who is standing in front of them at this moment, they just smell the disgusting smell, the light of the abominable goddess and her believers, the power called hope and justice.

The smell of the Holy Light is both nostalgic and infuriating.

The invading tide of demons, the surging demons, Birmingham almost subconsciously raised the long sword in his hand, the little magician also nervously clenched the wand in his hand, the commander of the flange drew the cold spear on his back and on his back, but the holy woman of the Holy See was in a panic at the moment, knowing that her holy light was the source of attracting the demon tide, this compassionate saint began to be afraid.

Compared with the panic and vigilance of several people in Birmingham, the eldest princess of the empire, Sophia, was unusually calm in the end. Of course, there was a reason for her composure, as the staff held by the White Sage fell gently.

It was obviously earthy ground, but the moment the bottom of the staff fell, it made a pleasant sound, like the tinkling of spring water, and like a sharp blade striking, and the shaking triangle sounded on the ring, and the slender body burst out with unimaginable power at this moment.

How powerful a magician is, this time it was clearly reflected in the eyes of the group.

"Freeze. ”

A cold chant, a rudimentary magic, but from the mouth of this sage, it was like a forbidden spell that destroyed the world.

Snowflakes, rare fluttering down, hot, exhaling from the mouths of the crowd, and the feet are as pure as hoarfrost. The ice, spreading rapidly, froze everything in its path, the undamaged houses, the ruins of the walls that were engulfed by the flames, and the demons that were like the tide.

The land of ice is in full bloom.

"Flying snow. The staff was lightly raised, and the chanting continued, only this time it was a song of destruction, and the frozen demon continued to turn into a splash of ice dust as the magic continued, leaving not a trace of blood, and the tide of demons disappeared into the street.

The White Sage, the pinnacle of magic, is absolutely well deserved.

"As a sage, this kind of beginner-level magic can use such a huge amount of power, and it is still here where magic elements are scarce. "The sound of praise did not come from everyone present, but rather from a distant demon.

At the end of the calm street was a pitch-black demon, without the sharp claws, and the body posture was more inclined to human, but the black mist that surrounded it told everyone present where he came from.

"Position?" The white sage did not squint, stared at the demon at the end of the distance, and spoke calmly.

"His Majesty the Five Pillars Demon God, the ninth subordinate position, the flop player, has seen the Sage Lord again. "I can't find a single flaw, the human etiquette of this demon is even amazed by the eldest princess of the empire, Sophia, but the more it is like this, the more it represents, how powerful this demon is that appears in front of her.

Only powerful demons are interested in human civilization, and the more they are physically inclined to humans, the more powerful they become, and this demon in front of him who claims to be the flop player is exactly that.

The staff sounded lightly, the magic restarted, and the surrounding magic elements quickly gathered towards the white sage, and the majestic frost qi instantly enveloped the audience, obviously no magic was cast, and the chanting spell was not sounded, just a simple shaking, a simple light sound, and the cold penetrated into every pore of Birmingham.

"Amazing talent, Sage Lord, it's just a pity that this place doesn't belong to Betley anymore, and it doesn't belong to you anymore. The demon flop split his lips, revealing his white teeth, and a bad premonition suddenly flashed through the white sage's heart.

"Beware, the living, this demon has a quirk. Before the lantern man could speak, the flop player made a move.

"Red hearts, black hearts, flip once. The back of the black hand was raised high, and then it turned slightly, revealing the white palm, and with the flipping of the palm, the gathered magic elements were stunned, and then, surging.

The white ice crystals turned into blazing magic fire, the cold air was already hot in an instant, and the gathered ice element turned into a riotous fire element in an instant, and the riotous fire element felt that the magician who had summoned himself rushed into the body and magic veins of the white sage without hesitation, and the veins that were still in the cold just now were instantly baked by the red fire, and the abnormal flushing appeared on the face of the white sage for the first time, and Count Luvia also showed a trace of solemnity that he had never seen before.

The elemental turn, reversing black and white, with the palm of the palm upside down and the palm of the palm reversed, this is the power of the flop and the power of the high-ranking demons, and it also proves to everyone who is ruling this area at this moment, not the high goddess of creation, but their great evil god.

The rules of darkness have invaded the mortal world, and the power of the goddess cannot shelter every corner after all, and this is only the edge of the magic nest, a small slum, and at this moment, the deep harbor, where the magic nest grows, is what a scene, it is unimaginable to everyone.