Chapter Ninety-Six: Summoning the Devil
Blackbeard's sneak attack was a bloody one, using three stand-in puppets alone, and I don't know when he made these hay dolls. However, after these three changes, he obviously lacked follow-up, did not dare to continue to entangle, and escaped far away.
El no longer bothered to follow his tracks, and hurried back to Lorana, the girl lying on the ground, blood gushing from the corners of her mouth, and she didn't look like she said she was fine. El carefully picked her up and retreated to the corner, looking at her painful appearance, and couldn't help but blame himself in his heart.
Because of Lorana's shrewd and cunning image, El almost ignored her own level of strength, which was far from what it was necessary to adapt to the combat environment. After all, she is only an alchemist, and she should hide in the tower and study behind closed doors, instead of going out with herself.
Although she is not lacking in bizarre self-defense methods, she still lacks adaptability compared to Palanti, who has received military training since childhood. Despite her young age, no one can deny that she is an elite fighter. Even if you are attacked by the enemy, injured or even near death, you can continue to fight to the end. And even though Lolana is knowledgeable, she is still a pampered eldest lady, even if her will is firm enough, but her body is probably more fragile than ordinary people.
"It's okay, I've banished the power of the curse, and Blackbeard's little trick won't hurt me. Seeing El's heavy face, Lolana couldn't help but chuckle softly. Although she said that, the weakness in her voice and the blood on the corners of her mouth were not convincing at all.
"Shut up and don't move. El hugged the girl's shoulder, helped her wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and then reached out to grab her wrist, before he noticed that Lolana seemed to hide all the alchemical items she was carrying in her two cuffs, which was similar to the pocket on Tiana's body, which was said to be some kind of spatial magic.
"Don't flip around! I was all right, the so-called curse was actually just a mental hallucination, as long as you knew the truth, there was nothing to be afraid of. Lolana pushed El's hand away in shame, and she took out a colorless potion from her cuff and poured it into her mouth, and the complexion on her face quickly recovered.
While El was taking care of Lorana, the battle in the underground cavern also entered its most intense phase. (For the latest chapter reading, please visit)
Lucius commanded his knights, changed into heavy weapons and smashed the magic shield to the ground, and the demon cultists who maintained the magic shield were bleeding from their faces one by one, and it looked like they had fallen into a state of severe overdraft. And within the magic array, the guidance work of other demon cultists has also come to an end.
The magic array that had already bloomed with bright light suddenly flashed, and the strange light suddenly expanded several times. Kemal, who kept the center of the magic circle running, snorted, a trail of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but a knowing smile appeared on his face.
A low, powerful roar rang out in everyone's ears, and the voices were full of anger and tyranny. Lucius's face changed, and he was about to give the order to intensify his attack, when he suddenly felt a tremor on the ground, causing him to involuntarily stumble a few steps. When he looked back again, a huge blood-red vertical eye had suddenly appeared from the sky above the magic array, and the pupils of the eyes jumped strangely and then slowly opened.
Two thick, powerful crimson claws poked out of the vertical eyes, the muscles of both arms suddenly swelled, and a low roar threatened to open the vertical eyes that had not yet fully opened. Immediately after, a hot and sulphurous wind erupted from the vertical eye, blowing the unsuspecting knights outside the magic array to the back.
A two-meter-tall demon with a body as large as a brown bear jumped out of its open vertical eyes, and when it saw the panicked human in front of it, it immediately opened its mouth and let out a wild laugh like a beast's roar. He took a step forward, grabbed a knight who didn't have time to dodge, easily carried it into the air, grabbed two legs and tore them outward, and the heavily armed knight was torn in half before he could scream.
The demon brought one of the knight's thighs to his mouth, revealing a bloody mouth full of sharp teeth, chewing the entire thigh to pieces and crunching the bones in a single blow. This miserable voice sounded to the ears of the other knights, it was tantamount to a spell that urged them to die, and they couldn't help but be terrified at this moment.
"You sinners! How dare you summon demons in this sacred place!" Lucius snorted and drew his sword at his waist, the long sword flashing with a sharp cold light in the darkness, and at a glance he knew that it was an enchanted high-class goods. He stepped forward and raised his sword and shouted, "Knights, join me in destroying these villains and sending the demons back to their homeland!"
Even El, who is full of malicious speculation, has to admit at this time that this guy is too dazzling, exactly like the hero protagonist in the story. Under the influence of his charisma and prestige, the morale of the knights quickly recovered, and more troops continued to pour in from the secret passage behind him, and immediately entered the rhythm of defensive counterattacks.
Lucius took the lead, slashing the sword in his hand with all his might, and a snow-white sword qi erupted from the blade, piercing directly into the precarious magic shield. The Demon Cultist, who was struggling to keep the magic shield running, shuddered at the same time, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and the shield shattered instantly.
"Don't be naïve, Lucius, do you think you can stop the demon with the power of mortals?" Kemal didn't bother to wipe the cold sweat from his bald head, and sneered as he slammed the staff in his hand to the ground.
Before the demonic cultists who had just maintained their shields could fall, they suddenly grabbed their throats and screamed. Their emaciated bodies swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, two curved horns grew on top of their bare heads, and their legs turned into anti-jointed hooves.
These severely overdrawn demonic cultists were no longer of use in this battle, and Kemal immediately took the opportunity to sacrifice their lives and souls, using the power of the demon's eye to summon more demons. The other demon cultists who maintained the magic array were not afraid of this, and instead showed a look of loss on their faces as if they had not received candy.
For the truly insane demon cultists, it was a great honor to be able to summon demons at their own expense, and those who survived were immediately on the ground in front of the demons turned into by their companions, and had to grovel. The surviving demon cultists quickly gathered to the inside of the magic circle, and struck the ground with their staffs like Kemal, making rhythmic tapping sounds. With their concerted efforts, blood-colored ripples rippled out of the magic array.
Ordinary human knights can immediately feel the flow of power in their bodies when they come into contact with the blood-colored ripples, but when the demon comes into contact with the blood-colored ripples, it is like eating a tonic, and his body continues to swell. Under the influence of each other, the human knight fell into the quagmire of battle again.
Order and chaos, mortal and hell, humans and demons, have been uncompromising enemies of life and death since ancient times, and as for the demon cultists, it can only be said to be a strange accident. The battle between the two sides entered the most intense state at the first time, the space in the underground cavern was limited after all, and there was no room for adjusting the formation, and the human knight and the unknown demon collided violently, and without hesitation, they plunged their weapons and claws into each other's bodies.
The city-state of Dimient was still in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere, and the people took to the streets to celebrate the return of the new lord with songs and laughter, and no one knew that their future lord was fighting the demons to the death in a dark cave. If the history of this city-state could continue, perhaps this heroic epic would have been drowned in the long river of history forever, never to be known.
However, the Demon Cultist's act of summoning demons has quietly cast a shadow on the originally intact laws of order in this land.
The leyline node suppressed by the Seal of the Earth's Core is the hub of the law of order that maintains the stability of this continent, but from another point of view, it is precisely because there are too many laws of order gathered here that it has brought a heavy burden to this land, in short, this is also the most vulnerable part of the main material plane.
The Demon Order took advantage of this loophole and forcibly pried a gap next to the Seal of the Earth's Center, which was not big, but it was enough to break through the barrier of the law of order and lead to hell. Their behavior was equivalent to a drop of ink on the white paper, although the area was not large, but it was extremely conspicuous, and soon attracted the attention of people with a heart.
In the secret chamber of the Dark Moon Temple, Adrian was slowly constructing his magic circle, inserting lines condensed out of thin air into the phantom body of his clone. Suddenly, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of the lord's castle, and the uninhibited smile on his face gradually retracted.
"Do you feel it?" Adrian asked, turning to the old ascetic who had been silent beside him, "What is that?"
Roger, who was already sleepy on the side, struck a jerk and jumped to his feet. Adrian's work just now was to lay out the trial steps of the treasure, and if he could analyze it thoroughly, there should be no difficulty in leaving this dream to complete the trial. It's a pity that Roger can't read it, and no one can understand the robber kings of the past generations. The innate barren environment of the brown soil hills is destined to be a barren land forever, and the robbers are good at destroying but do not know how to build, and it is impossible for any seed of wisdom and civilization to germinate here.
At this time, Roger desperately hoped that the girl next to El would get here, and with that girl's knowledge, he might be able to find an important clue. But neither El nor the girl showed up, nor did Blackbeard......
He suddenly realized that he might be going in the wrong direction. (Go read OM) (Jiangsu.com)