A rich abyssal aura poured out from the circle, and the Fallen who felt the attraction of its aura rushed forward one after another, if it weren't for the three bloody Fallen Ones who stopped in front of the crowd, I am afraid that the others would have pounced on them and snatched them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Unlike Kohler, there were not many of Bajoyf's men who were actually subordinate, only five men. Except for the two guards he arranged at the entrance of the cave, only the three "technicians" who handled the sacrifices around him could be trusted.

Although the number of people is small, they are all strong people who have crossed the threshold of careers. It is precisely because of their great strength that those greedy degenerates will be held back.

"It's been a long time. ”

Feeling the abyssal aura coming to his face, Bajoyif said nostalgically.

However, instead of wasting precious time, he devoured these things that other creatures could not avoid. In the upper left corner of the circle, several colorless crystals also began to absorb the abyssal breath, and as the aura blended, the color gradually changed to tan.

"Enough Baggio, you've absorbed enough, and if you absorb it again, there won't be us, stop!"

Behind Bajoyf, Kohler shouted with red eyes.

Although he hadn't summoned a demon, he had no problem calculating its number based on the density of the abyssal aura trapped in the circle.

According to the results of his calculations, the amount of Bajoyev smoking has far exceeded the predetermined fifty percent, and it is about to reach seventy percent of the total amount, so how can he not be in a hurry?

However, feeling the killing intent of the three people in front of him, Kohler, who only had the strength of an apprentice, did not have the courage to rush past their blockade and reason with the more powerful Bajoyve.

Therefore, he could only shout hoarsely to provoke the resistance of others to Bajoyf, and at the same time he was secretly on guard in his heart, and slowly retreated towards the outside of the crowd.

Kohler was not stupid, his earlier provocation was just a temptation, testing Bajoyf's bottom line and true thoughts, he thought he had found a balance between the two, but unfortunately, he was deceived.

"Damn, that brute didn't even think about sharing anything with us, we were all deceived by him!"

Khloe shouted the words out loud through the crowd, then turned around and ran into the darkness.

Unlike orthodox mages who spend their days in the laboratory, spellcasters among the Fallen are usually not weak, and may not be far from being able to fight others, but there is no problem in escaping.

The athletic figure ran past John, and Kohler ignored the stupid farmer, who did not stop him in the slightest.

"You can't go to the exit, there are still two of Bajoyf's men guarding it, and going out from there is purely looking for death!"

Kohler thought as he ran.

He didn't pin his hopes of survival on "being able to hide the vigilance of the guards". Not to mention that Bajoyf is likely to have passed the news with them, even if he doesn't, his big stinging run out will also arouse the suspicion of the two.

After all, now is the critical moment of the summoning ceremony, and everyone else is moving forward, but he wants to run out. In such an abnormal situation, how will the guards treat him, do you still need to think about it?

"But," a smug smile appeared on his face under the cloak, "Fortunately, I have arranged for someone to dig another escape route underneath, as long as I can get out of here, I can get out of this damn place as soon as possible." When the time comes, hmph, you'll be here to fight with Morte's army, Baggio!"

"When I'm out, I'll tattoo myself with a 'blood horn' on my cloak before I look for an opportunity to regroup a team. With the bystanders just now, I will definitely be able to ...... next time I host by myself Uh-"

Bubbles of blood with air gushed out of Kohler's mouth, interrupting his whispered self-talk.

The bloodstained silver tip of the sword pierced through his chest, and Khloe felt like his lung had been halved by the sword's piercing.

He tried to call for help, but the ensuing pain caused him to lose consciousness completely.

Mephistopheles calmly drew his sword from Kohler's corpse, and descended the path from the rock wall above as soon as the abyssal aura descended.

So, Kohler, who wanted to run to the entrance of the escape hole, happened to hit his hand.

Mephistopheles wiped the blood from the sword's body on the opponent's clothes, then retracted the sword and stepped forward without the slightest hesitation.

The black full-body cloak made Mephistopheles unable to judge the opponent's vital position. But he didn't need to make such a effort, as long as he stabbed the sword in, and with a twist, the sharp blade would open a bloody hole in the enemy's body.

Mephistopheles believed that as long as the other party did not have the blood of a troll, such an injury would definitely kill him.

"Karma—"

A demon with a height of nearly three meters appeared from the summoning array, and before his body could fully condense, his claws had already grasped the summoner in front of him.

"Flome?"

As soon as she saw the demon's appearance, Mephistopheles could tell the species to which the creature belonged.

Whether it is the teachings of the Morte family over the years, or his past experiences, he has an extremely deep understanding of those nether "friends" who are not very good-tempered.

It is not difficult to judge the strength of the demon, in a word, "low-level demons look at the race, and high-level demons look at the inscriptions".

Low-level demons can evolve to the next level by devouring other lifeforms.

In other words, through countless devouring and killing, an inferior demon can eventually turn into a Batow Flame Demon or other demons of the same level.

However, when he understands the rules, he will move on to another level—the higher level.

At that time, it will no longer be the population that distinguishes their strength, but the inscriptions that symbolize their status.

The inscription is the trace left by the high-level demon after obtaining the law refinement, and it is the external embodiment of the rules he has mastered. Through the difference in inscriptions, knowledgeable people can tell at a glance whether the demon in front of them is a demon baron or a demon lord, or a demon archduke and a legendary demon monarch.

Moreover, after entering the high rank, the demons will be refined by the law every time they evolve, and then their bodies will break free from the shackles of the population and evolve in the direction that suits them best.

It can be said that every high-level demon will not have too similar appearances, even if they comprehend different aspects under the same law.

However, Mephistopheles will not face a high-level demon, but just one of the Flo Demon species.

Like the other Flomor, this creature had bat-like wings and a barbed tail, bare skin covered in dark cyan scales, and canine teeth protruding from the corners of his mouth.

Compared to the Blade Demon, Flo is more aggressive and brutal. He will kill all life that comes before him, if only he can overcome it.

Yes, unlike those brainless berserkers, even in the heat of battle, Flomo can calmly analyze everything around him, and once he feels that he is in danger, then he will never fight hard.

Generally speaking, a demon like Flomo, who has a strong sense of self-preservation, would not choose to come to the main plane.

After all, the summoned demon has never returned alive, and even if he once turned the main plane upside down, he would definitely not be able to escape the fall in the end.

In the past, most of the Flo demons who came to the main plane were forcibly summoned by the projection of high-level demons, and it was extremely rare to truly accept the magic circle.

Of course, because of Flomo's characteristics, summoning his team of Fallen is also the most risky, unless the strength is particularly strong, it can basically be declared a death sentence.

Seeing Flo's appearance, Bajoyf "chuckled" in his heart.

All the low-level demons summoned by the summoning rituals are random, and it is difficult to predict in advance which group of demons will come. Undoubtedly, Flomo was the worst of all the results.

Among the low-level demons, Flomo is not the most brutal, but he is one of them, and compared to other species, Flomo has a patience that does not match the brutality.

If he encounters a Berserker, the Fallen may survive as long as he is not provoked.

Even if he is provoked, most of the people who flee in all directions will be spared, anyway, he will only chase in one direction, as for which direction to chase, it depends on personal luck.

But Flomo had enough patience to search for everyone involved in the ritual. It wasn't until he had killed them that he turned his attention to something else.