"Be careful, don't..."

Seniore let out a low cry, and a strange red glow struck again, interrupting his words.

"Damn it!"

He had seen the power of the red mang, and now he was naturally vigilant.

Incandescence!

White light flashed around him, mobilizing the power of Hradim's skills, and Seniors swung his sword to block the incoming red rays.

Rumble!!

The fragments of energy unleashed a violent wave of air, sending Seniors flying and slamming into the wall.

"Vaughn."

Hidden in the shadows, Merman frowned and called out for a new cursed demon, his fingertips still glowing red.

To be able to barely take this blow, the paladin who used the white-hot skill should be a super professional around Lv20, just like the blonde mage who reacted quickly before.

The configuration of the pros is slightly unexpected.

There aren't many super pros in Aranok, and he knows those few people.

But right now, this paladin with gritted teeth, and the somewhat strange mage, are super professionals he has never seen before.

"Outsiders."

Merman whispered, his eyes flickering.

The cursed demon named Vaughn let out a low roar and swept out of the shadows, sweeping towards the pros with a dark yellow sandstorm.

"Be careful."

I don't know who shouted.

The mage professionals swung their staffs, and the gems at the top of the staff glowed, and the frost walls rose from the ground, instantly blocking the billowing sand and dust.

Seeing this, Merman smiled.

The next moment, Van Enhua's dust quickly seeped down, into the crevices between the floor tiles, and spread to the feet of an Assassin professional in a matter of seconds.

They haven't realized it yet.

"I don't know how long the frost wall will be able to withstand it."

"That lizard monster is very dangerous, you need to know where they are."

"Mr. Senior?"

Thinking they could catch their breath, the dust twisted into the shape of a monster, and the yellow blade easily ripped off the back of the Assassin professional's neck.

Poof, blood gushing out.

The tragic death of his companion was like a hammer to the hearts of the remaining professionals.

"Merois!"

Clutching his chest, Seniore roared angrily.

"I know."

Amber replied coldly, her turquoise eyes filled with gold for a moment, and powerful magic stirred around her like a blast of wind.

“aznsho，kk...”

She chanted quickly, the light in her eyes brightening.

At this critical juncture, a strange red light struck again.

Thankfully, this time she was on guard.

The chant was quickly interrupted, and the staff detached from the palm of his hand, and a purple light was drawn at the end, and the fine magic patterns condensed into a shield, and the red light was accurately received.

The figure changed, but the red mang still pursued him.

Bite.

With a crisp sound, Amber's face changed slightly.

Her magic shield was shattered, and although it neutralized the red glow, she sensed a terrifying, devastating power.

It's the power of the devil.

She had been amazed by the terrifying destructive power of the red mang.

Having studied countless spells at Westmar's Academy, she had never heard of a spell with such destructive power.

Now she understood that the other party was not using human spells.

"It's amazing."

Merman was amazed and stepped out of the shadows.

On the other hand, Vaughn, Wood, and the newcomer Sallius managed to keep the professions at bay except for Amber.

"Mage of Westmar, this purple magic shield is really nostalgic."

Merman deliberately exposed himself, his eyes slightly open, and he lifted his cloak to reveal an ugly, half-human, half-demonic face, and cloudy red eyes looking at Amber.

"Blonde, golden-eyed, your status in the Mage Academy should not be low, but you are so young."

He looked at Amber with a sinister smile.

"That's a lot of nonsense."

Amber looked indifferent, suppressing the surprise in her heart, and the staff danced rapidly, and Westmar's magic pattern climbed the staff.

The other party is a powerful half-demon, not only that, but it is also very likely to be a very old half-demon who has lived for a long time.

Their appearance is often accompanied by great intrigue.

Thinking about it this way, it is not surprising that there is something strange about the events of [Rodament].

"You don't know enough about spells."

Merman shook his head slightly, and raised his left hand, "This is also a mistake that all young mages make. ”

In Amber's astonished gaze, the magic pattern on the staff quickly faded.

But soon, Amber decisively abandoned the idea of using Westmar spells, quickly mobilizing mana, trying to use the mage skills of the Hradim system.

A steady stream of fire bullets came out of her hand, reflecting Amber's face red.

Boom, boom, boom.

Boom, boom, boom.

The sparks spilled down in front of Merman, and he let out a cheerful laugh, and the red barrier around him became clear.

"It's too many, I've killed a lot of Westmar mages, and they're all so stupid."

Merman's eyes twinkled, "Pinning your hopes on Westmar's immature spell system, I gave up most of Hradim's spells. ”

"It's so easy to deal with you."

Merman seems to have a special grudge against Master Westmar, and his words are full of sarcasm.

As soon as the words fell, the sound of breaking the air came from the side.

Swish.

With a few swords forcing back the cursed monster, Seniors climbed over the frost wall, his blade glittering white and stabbed at Merman.

"Huh."

He sneered, stretched out the demon's hand covered in burns, shook the blade open, and spun around in the splattering sparks.

"It seems that you and the main team are scattered, so that's fine."

It was only for a while that Merman discovered that Amber and the others were separated from Maia and the others.

Solving them one by one, it couldn't be better for him.

···

Maia and his party swept away most of the monsters on the first level of the sewers with rapid momentum, successfully entered the second level, and were engaged in a fierce battle with a team of sand knights.

The eyes hidden in the shadows retracted, and the specific situation was reported back to Tang Ze on the third layer of the sewer.

Looking at the ever-changing images on the message panel, Tang Ze's eyes changed for a while.

Amber and Seniors were not among the professions, and not only that, but their attire had nothing to do with Canduras.

All of them are local pros from Lu Goin?

It's not right.

"Didn't those professionals in Canduras go into the sewers... No way, they are in competition with these professionals, and there is no reason to back down. ”

At most, there will be differences of opinion and separate actions.

But if that's the case, Amber and the others shouldn't be too far away from Demia and the others.

"Accident?"

Tang Ze's eyes flickered.

He couldn't help but look at [Rodament], who was lying quietly in the corner not far away.

He doesn't allow any surprises to happen.

If an accident does happen, it will definitely be dealt with first.

"Nail poison."

With his summoning, the Dark Gold Scarab appeared at Tang Ze's feet.

"You deal with the second-tier professionals, just cut the number."

And he had to go to the first floor of the sewer to see the situation himself.