The tide of battle is often just a breath, just as the succubus did not expect his lovely sister to actually face the sword in his hand, and Birmingham did not expect his former opponent to become an ally in an instant, although the alliance seems very fragile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Unexpected development, do you say, my sister?" The sister of the skeleton Rustfield heard a penetrating chill even in Birmingham, it was like a hatred of life and death, obviously the name of the sister who was connected by blood, but when he started, he didn't care whether the demon in front of him had the same bloodline as himself.

The sword, like a shackle that has severed the shackles of family affection, at least in Birmingham's eyes, the skeleton Rathfil has not reserved a trace of it, and the epic heroes who were once in the ultramarine land have returned.

The succubus was retreating, and she did not hesitate to retreat, even though the strength of being a demon allowed her to easily dodge the attacks of the skeleton Razfiel and Birmingham, but at this moment she was facing more than just these two mortals, the holy light that the female knight hated was condensed again, and the magical elements surging in the air also told the succubus that the little magician with the withered spell was not just a decoration.

The Holy Light rushed in with a crimson battle axe, and the scorching flames broke through the heavy rain curtain, and the sword shadow of Birmingham followed, and in an instant, a deadly crisis quietly descended.

"Tsk, what a bunch of people without chivalry. The succubus, who was constantly dodging the attacks, couldn't help but mock these deceitful mortals, but it was clear that it was only a verbal benefit, as her sister, the demon elf, unleashed a deadly blow.

Two deadly crises struck, one left and one right, at the same time, even if Birmingham is no longer an epic hero now, even if the light of the female knight Tina is not as powerful as that of the paladin Waldin, even if the flame of the little mage Ellie is particularly weak in the rain, but for the succubus this is not something to be ignored.

With a sudden push of the open five fingers, the rain hovered and danced in front of the succubus as if urged by an invisible force, and then converged in his hands, and the cold rain you condensed turned into a shaking wall of water under the control of the succubus, as a means of resisting the attacks of the four.

Birmingham's sword light was the first to touch this translucent wall of water, and the fierce sword qi seemed to pierce into the mire, and there was nothing but stirring up a circle of ripples.

The sword shadow dissolved, and the attack was fruitless, but Birmingham did not show the slightest disappointment, but retreated quickly, and the figure was slightly wrong, and the holy light and flames were already following closely.

The steaming mist spread the moment the flames touched the wall of water, and the light broke through the wall of water that shook and evaporated like a sharp sword.

The Holy Light scorched the succubus's palm, even if it was a beginner knight, but the Holy Light's restraint against the demon was as strong as ever.

The burning sensation spread in the palm of his hand, but the succubus with a frown was exposed in front of his sister's skeleton Rasfil, the sword shadow flowed, the bones were clear, but the soul fire was unusually bright, like the sun in the sky, stinging the eyes.

"My lovely sister is so naïve, it seems that the failure at the beginning still didn't teach you a lesson. The succubus looked at the sword light that rushed by, and the palm that was burned by the holy light suddenly tightened, as if he held the time in the forest in his hand, and Birmingham and the others only felt that the scene in front of them seemed to become distorted and distant with the succubus's grasp.

It was obviously only a step away, but in the eyes of the skeleton Rasfil, it seemed to be a hundred meters away, and the demon's figure became smaller and smaller, until it was nothing.

Gone, the succubus disappeared like that, and the thought kept echoing in the skeletal Razfil's head, completely oblivious to the stunned gazes of Birmingham and the others.

Click, it was the sound of the bones being torn, the soul fire in the eye sockets kept drifting, the skeleton Rasfil stood quietly in the heavy rain sloped forest, the darkness continued to spread, and the cold also eroded the energy of this demon descendant, this elf.

"Instantaneous. The white sage spoke at the right time, but the result had already happened.

The succubus's instantaneous steps, also known as deadly dance steps, the moment the palm tightened, the succubus had already acted, but her speed was too fast, no, or not too fast, but suddenly disappeared, and suddenly appeared, that as fast as light, blurring everyone's vision, thus producing a fatal illusion.

With great ease, he pulled his white palm from the center of the brow of the skeleton Razfield, and watched with a blank expression as his sister fell from his side and fell into the mud.

Time is indeed the most powerful killer, even an epic hero will become sluggish and weak under the erosion of time, which is really vividly demonstrated by his sister.

Licking his cardamom-coated fingertips, the succubus seemed to be reminding his sister's soul of what it was like.

It's the same decay as himself, but with a hint of sweetness, is that the taste of hope and courage, it's really good.

The intoxicated eyes looked at everyone, as if they were choosing the next dish, and the last point of the succubus's finger was the white sage who was not involved in the battle, she was different from her sister, and the white sage who was strong on the outside couldn't scare her eyes.

The soul of a sage is really exciting.

The enchanting body disappeared in an instant, and the ghostly momentary steps were like the bell of the arrival of death, shocking everyone present.

The Sempu of the Black Horn Council swung his fist without warning, although it was an empty scene, but the moment the fist hit the air, the succubus's fingertips were already on the surface of Samp's fist.

The intersection of the dot and the surface should have been a hissing sound, but Master Senpu's fist was easily pierced like tofu, and blood splashed out of his shoulder, announcing that Master Senpu's arm had completely lost the ability to fight.

The pain tugged at the nerves of Bachelor Sempu, making the scholar who had not changed his face show a trace of pain, but the scholar still did not hesitate to block in front of the white sage, between the white sage and the succubus.

"Ah, what a nasty scene, do you say, Mr. Birmingham?"

"Really, isn't it because you've always been alone that you hate this scene?"

"Mr. Birmingham is still hostile to me. ”

"Isn't that nonsense?"

"But I still have a big affection for Mr. Birmingham, after all, we didn't have a deal done yet. ”

Hearing the succubus mention the transaction again, Birmingham couldn't help but be stunned, he probably didn't expect that this succubus still remembered the transaction, and didn't the demons have already succeeded?

"Well, we're a little bit away from success, and that little bit seems to be on the verge of being made up, Mr. Birmingham, listen, the sound of the blood rolling, and the song of the soul wailing. ”

Birmingham could not show a confused look like a succubus, on the contrary, his face became more and more solemn, and the sound of iron riding in was heard here, which proved that the war had begun.

"The war has begun, Mr. Birmingham, I was only sent to stop you from going, but I didn't expect my sister to hold back her inner thoughts, but it doesn't matter, after all, you still have to stay here until the war is over, and see, Mr. Birmingham, should I thank me for keeping you away from the war. ”

"Thank you so much. Said that it was grateful, but Birmingham raised his sword finger again, and his soul became weaker with the flow of sword intent.

"Well, it's a pity, but I don't want to taste your soul, Mr. Birmingham. With a regretful expression, the succubus shook his waist and walked towards Birmingham step by step.

Killing, blinking, death, followed.

Instantaneous, dance, fingertips break through the air.

Sideways, the sword sounds, and the light and shadow turn.

The two phases intersect, fingers and fingers collide, swords and swords clash, it is the hoarse sound of the wind, it is the split air flow.

Birmingham's soul was shaking, but the succubus's body was constantly trembling, a white jade-like arm stretched out from the succubus's abdomen, blood stained the succubus's vision, but she still saw the owner of this arm clearly.

It was the exact same face as himself, his sister, Razfeld.

"Is it burning, is this planning to sacrifice your life to fight?" Sen Sen's white bones were replaced by flesh and blood, and the magic of the demon descendants was enough to breathtak, especially when he saw a white bone turn into a fair-skinned and beautiful elf in an instant.

The huge vitality is burning rapidly, and at the same time, the power of the epic hero is also rapidly recovering, which is not enough for the succubus to resist, not to mention, the white sage who is strong outside and strong in the eyes of the succubus has also moved.

The staff touched the ground gently, and the extremely weak sage still had the strength to bite an elephant to death, especially after a long preparation.

The cold finally fell completely in the forest, although it was not the critical point of shocking the demon god, nor was it summoned by the star spirit above the deep harbor, it was just ordinary ice magic, but in ordinary magic, in the hands of a sage, it was unimaginably powerful.

"Aphrodite!" the water vapor wrapped in cold condensed in the hands of the white sage, converging into a magnificent spear, which was a fusion of water magic and ice magic, the Valkyrie's spear that tore through the sky.

Ice Extreme, Aphrodite!

The ice blue spear that tore through the sky was thrown out by the white sage, and the pale face suddenly showed an abnormal flush, after all, it was still too reluctant, but it was enough.

There was almost no suspense in the blue shadow at such a close range, and the cold spear blade pierced the succubus's body, instantly freezing the flowing blood, and even the demon could not stop the magic of a sage.

His body froze and his abdomen pierced, but the attack didn't stop, for the shadow of Birmingham's sword was followed by a dazzling light and scorching flames.

Instantaneous, the moment the succubus's instantaneous step was pierced again, it lost its effect, what about the others, other techniques that can escape, it's a pity, except for the instantaneous step, the succubus has no other means, so only death greets her.

"Ah, it's a shame, but I'm a little happy to see you like that, goodbye, my dear sister, and Mr. Birmingham, and I hope you'll accept my deal next time." ”

Razfil watched the demon in her arms disappear little by little, obviously a joyful thing, but why was there an indescribable emotion in her chest.

The soul was disintegrating, the body was dissipating, everything was turning into a little bit of brilliant light, and then pouring into Rustfield's body.

Finally, the demon left a precious gift to his sister, a gift from the demon, a pure demonic bloodline.

The aura of the ultramarine elves was consumed when the light poured in, and a demon succeeded in becoming a demon, but I don't know if Rustfield would gladly accept it.

"You?" Birmingham was surprised to notice the succubus' aura and Larsfair's gradual merge, and gradually became indistinguishable.

"Does my appearance stun you, mortal?" The burning life force stopped, and the damaged arm regenerated, but the aura of terror gradually rose.

"You, you're a demon god!"

"I am the Two-Pillar Demon God, Twins. ”

Darkness fell in an instant, danger crept in, and the long-lost two-pillar demon god returned after a thousand years of separation, but it was definitely not good news for Birmingham.

"Do you want to continue my trade, mortal?"