On the other side of the street wall, in a hidden cul-de-sac, Pommel sealed the exit of the alley with [Third-Order Magic?Block] - a defensive magic that would make ordinary physical attacks helpless, so that one or two people who happened to pass by in a place that no one else cared about could not grasp the situation.

And he himself was venting to his heart's content, the bronze sword was used as a shovel to slash the ground and cause dust to fly, and his mouth spewed all the foul words he could think of cursing the boy he had just met a few days ago, and the black-haired genius girl involved in it became more and more frequent.

Because of the reason for the fight against the demons, the human race of the Gaidia continent has also come into being with excellent equipment of various levels. Its materials are directly taken from Warcraft, coupled with the crafting technology of superb craftsmen, under the condition of using [Gun Magic] under the condition of non-human power, the current building technology of the human race has reached the pinnacle of human history in the Gadian continent.

The demons are divided into upper, middle and lower three and above the [noble demons] level according to their strength, and similarly, according to the rarity of the material and the technology to create it, the armor and weapons of the human race can also be divided into "black iron, stainless steel, bronze, mythril, bright gold, diamonds and the legend of the legendary holy sword." Artifacts with a rank are undoubtedly treasures for ordinary people, and can even be passed down as family heirlooms. Equipment above stainless steel has always been priceless in the market, and diamonds and other types of diamonds are even in the treasury of the palace to press the bottom of the box.

[Nolan Dojo]'s elder brother Pommel Blanc can not only perform third-level magic alone, but also have the family financial resources to support his own bronze first-level artifact, and he is also the leader in strength in the dojo, and has been considered a rare genius of the Blanc family, and Pommer, who has always thought himself a strong man, also has his own pride.

But such a self lost to a newcomer and a little-known teenager.

Pommel knew that no matter how much money he spent, he would not be able to win Anya's jewel-like smile. The feeling of jealousy fueled Pommier's anger.

Pommel cursed in disgust, and tried his best to make the most vicious plan imaginable to send Hantuo to hell, and before he knew it, his mouth couldn't control what he was thinking, and he confided everything he thought, and Pommel didn't care too much when he realized it.

After all, there is its own magic out there, and no one can come in at all.

Just when he kept thinking like this, an unfamiliar laughter came from behind him.

The sound was like a gust of wind leaking through a broken window, low and hoarse, like the whisper of the devil, and the restless commotion in the darkness brewed with a terrifying atmosphere, which made people laugh like goosebumps all over their bodies.

Pommel turned back in surprise, but was forcibly grabbed by the head and unable to move the moment he turned around. It was only one hand that grabbed him, no magic or even too much force, but Pommel felt that he was in a steel cage full of barbs and could not escape.

The master who taught his own magic once said that if he wanted to break the [Third-Order Magic Barrier], he would either use external force to directly break this magic barrier, or he would wear his whole body full of magic clothes and then assimilate with the magic power and then merge into it.

"If you meet the first type of people, maybe you still have the strength to fight, because it will definitely take a lot of strength to break through the third-order magic of pure defense. But if you meet a second kind of person......" Pommel remembered the tutor pursed his lips at that time, and then admonished his students as if he were a young child to stay away from sharp objects, "if you meet such a person, how far and as far as you can run before he notices you." People of this level...... It's not something we can compete with. ”

But now Pommel was only held by such a being with only one hand, and he could no longer move.

The threat of death loomed.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me...... My family has a lot of money ......"

"No, of course I won't kill you. The hand slowly moved away from Pommel's face, so that he could finally see the face of the comer.

It was a slender man with a handsome face, with dark blue hair and eyes, and it was as if it was being blown by the wind, but what made Pommel care more was the thick blue magic that the comer draped over his body like silk.

The most basic knowledge of the people of the Gadian continent: the darker the color of the magic power, the stronger its strength as a demon, and the higher its status among the demons who eat the weak.

The magic colors of the demons are divided into four types: dark, thick, thick, and black. There is no doubt that the magic power is black, it is the demon king, and the one with the thick color magic power is the top nobles of the demon clan such as marquis and duke.

So Pommel was frightened and fell to the ground again, this time with even greater fear, and after knowing where the other man was coming from, he only felt that the last bit of hope was shattered. Pommel felt only a warm liquid fill his crotch, and continued to say incoherently, "Don't...... Don't kill me......"

"I said I wouldn't kill you. Wind Demon General—Wind Dorico said in a slightly impatient tone.

"Humans. Wind Leaned over and whispered in Pommel's ear, "Do you want to make a deal with me?"

"Huh?" asked Pommel with a weeping and puzzled voice, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden situation.

"I heard what you said before, how about it?If we cooperate, I can guarantee that you will get what you want~" So the demon named Wind Rico whispered in the ear of the human named Pommer, telling a false plan disguised as cooperation but actually a temptation.

It's just that Pommel's expression gradually changed from fear at first, to surprise, and finally to hideous.

Marx, the thinker of the present world, once said: As soon as there is a proper profit, the capitalist will be bold. With 50 percent of the profits, it will take risks; for the sake of 100 percent of the profits, it will dare to trample on all human laws; and with 300 percent of the profits, it will dare to commit any crime and even risk being hanged.

At last, Pommel's greed overcame his fear, and his hideous, fanatical smile matched his greedy green eyes, like a wolf in the wilderness looking for food from hunger. His greedy nature made him forget his duty as a human and signed a devil's contract with the demons.

Behind Pommel himself, out of sight, Wind Rico's handsome face was now distorted like a clown. The two eyes were bent into the shape of an inverted crescent, flashing with a mocking gaze. The corners of his mouth crooked and smiled, trying to restrain himself from laughing out loud because he was in too happy mood. He looks like an evil conspirator who has laid clues and expects the outcome, mocking the stupidity of humanity to his heart's content.

In the plans of the evil demon Wind Rico, the lives of some humans have become like a bag.