No one knows better than Donner how terrifying the Black Knight's black longbow was. The former adventurer, nicknamed the Roaring Bear, gritted his teeth and took a large stride, blocking his majestic body in front of Levi.

In his hand was a double-edged battle axe, a wide axe engraved with a bear's head, which sat across his chest like a shield. However, even with the tomahawk to cover his vital point, Donner still felt a pinprick-like pain in a place in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Decades of adventure experience have given the former adventurer a vague grasp of some bizarre abilities, and this instinct for danger is one of them. There is only one possibility that this feeling will occur, and that is that the sharp arrow fired by the black-armored knight will inevitably pierce his battle axe and then pierce his chest!

The breath of death came to his face, Donner's facial muscles stiffened, his teeth clenched too hard, and a trace of blood had already appeared from the corners of his mouth, but his feet were still firmly on the ground, and his majestic body was like an old oak tree that had been weathered but was still very strong.

The black-armored knight smiled cruelly, and with a slight movement of his right hand that pulled the bowstring, he was about to shoot a sharp arrow!

"Despicable one who has turned his back on the knight's creed, go to hell and repent of your sins!"

Levi's voice suddenly rang out from behind Donner, and then a crimson light flashed, and a fireball the size of a human skull swirled and flew up, dragging a long, fiery red tail flame behind it. A scorching sensation suddenly appeared in the air, and after the appearance of the black-armored knight, the kind of cold brought by it was suddenly dispelled.

Sir Grace's eyes jumped, and he couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "This is ...... Fireball? No, is this ......?"

Fireball is a very useful intermediate magic, and generally speaking, it can only be used at the level of an intermediate mage. But the fireball that Levi emitted, both in terms of size and that kind of astonishing heat, gave people a feeling of extreme danger, far beyond the scope of ordinary fireball techniques.

A piercing scream came from among the slave riders, and Wing Demon Psk immediately chose to flee, its wings vibrating violently, overturning several demon slave riders beside it, and it was about to soar into the sky to escape the threat of this fireball.

The fireball didn't seem to be flying too fast, spinning slowly and flying towards the opposite side, but when Psk flapped his wings and flew high, everyone realized that the fireball was actually surprisingly fast. The Winged Demon had just risen less than two meters high, and the fireball seemed to be attracted by its movements, drawing a fiery red arc and falling down.

Demon creatures all have a considerable degree of fire resistance, and the ordinary fireball technique issued by an intermediate mage can't even burn a small demon to death, let alone the existence of a big demon class like Pske, but when this fireball fell, Winged Demon Psk felt as if a sun had landed on his body, and the body fluids all over his body were boiling violently in an instant, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and let out a terrible howl.

This howl shook the hearts of both Sir Grace and Donner, who had slain demons many times during their adventures, and were deeply impressed by the cruelty and ruthlessness of demons. Even in the moments before they were slain, the demons cursed all earthly life in the language of hell, and there was no fear in their eyes other than a deep hatred for the light.

To be able to make a great demon let out such a terrible and high-pitched scream, how terrifying is the power of this fireball?

The next scene was beyond the limits of everyone's imagination, and the fireball sent out by Levi exploded violently around the center of the Winged Demon Psk, covering a radius of tens of meters. At the moment of the eruption, Pske's terrible screams were interrupted, and a violent roar erupted in its place!

All the demon slave riders didn't have time to react before they were engulfed by the waves of fire that fell down violently, whether it was the black monster under the crotch or the magic skin armor with excellent fire resistance, they all made a crackling sound in the flames, and burned extremely vigorously. There was no superfluous scream, and after the roar, a huge fireball was revealed in front of everyone, and then the fireball rose into the air, turning into a pillar of fire with a diameter of more than ten meters, and a violent wave of qi rushed violently in all directions.

If it weren't for the two Crusader swordsmen standing side by side in the front, and the emerald green fighting energy on their bodies blooming with all their might, Levi and the others would definitely fall very ugly, and it was very likely that they would even suffer some injuries. However, even with the protection of the fighting spirit, the pressure on the Crusader swordsmen was still enormous, and when the blast finally subsided, a murky gasp came from behind their full-roused helmets, showing a great drain on their physical strength.

Sir Grace's face had changed completely, and he had seen Levi use a special magic that could form a translucent shield around him against ranged attacks. However, this kind of magic does not seem to be of a high level in Sir Grace's memory, and many people with official magician qualifications can use the scroll to cast it.

So Sir Grace, though he admired Levi's prowess, had not yet put the young man in the same position as himself, at most because of Levi's unfathomable background, and had a little more respect for him.

What Grace actually wants to use is the strength of the family behind Levi, not the young man himself. It's not that Grace looks down on Levi's potential, but no matter how far he can progress in the future, Levi is still very young after all, and for Sir Grace, who was burned by the fire of hatred, he can't wait for Levi to grow up.

"Can a great magician send out such a terrible burst of fire?" Sir Grace found himself re-evaluating the strength of Levi, the young man.

The pillar of fire that rose to the sky gradually lowered, and then disappeared, and the Demon Slave Knights, who were still showing off their might just now, had all disappeared, leaving only a black with dark red embers in front of them, and the overwhelming heat wave was rushing towards them, making people couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

Only the black-armored knight did not fall, he used the pitch-black long sword to support his body, and the iron armor all over his body emitted curling black smoke, and a layer of black fighting qi covered his body, but it was already so thin that it was almost impossible to see clearly. The hooded cloak worn by the black-armored knight had just been burned to ashes in the magical flames, and the terrifying face covered with sarcomas and strange tissues was completely exposed to everyone, making Levi's breathing rapid.

"It's so hot, there's fire everywhere, why is it so hot? My eyes, my eyes, what have you done? Where have all the damn demon slaves gone?Protect me, protect me at once!" the black-armored knight let out a hoarse voice like a wolf's howl, and when he looked up, Levi found that his left eye was occupied by a large sarcoma, and the pupil of his right eye was left with a blank slump.

Due to the protective effect of the fighting spirit, the bursting fireball just now did not burn the black-armored knight to death, but his body was still severely burned, and his only eye was blind.

There was a stumble of footsteps behind him, reinforcements from the camp had finally arrived, and the ranks of pikemen and archers were still in a fairly good formation, breathing as calmly as ever. However, the camp guards and villagers did not have such a strong discipline, and they ran out of breath one by one, and there was no formation at all.

"No matter how many people there are, they can't fight against the demons. Levi shook his head secretly, today's battle made him clearly understand how tragic it is for militias who are not sufficiently trained and armed to go to the battlefield.

"Sir Lotchach, do you still recognize me?" Warren caught up from behind, supported by Martha, his ankles heavily bandaged, but still unable to bear the weight of his body. However, when he saw the figure of the black-armored knight, his eyes immediately erupted with heart-palpitating anger.

"You...... Who are you?" the black-armored knight, whose eyes were already blind, asked in a hoarse voice when he heard his name call out his name from a voice that seemed unfamiliar.

"I'm Warren, she's Martha, we're all survivors of the Ten Swords Mercenary Regiment, Sir Lother, do you remember the battle in the Wind Spear Hills?" Warren's voice was very uncalm, and every word required him to use great willpower to control before he could spit it out clearly.

"Wind Spear Hill...... Remember, how could I forget? That battle, that battle was the beginning of my transformation from a lowly human to a noble demon......! Ten Swords Mercenary Regiment?what is that, do I need to remember?" the black-armored knight had clearly shaken off the initial panic, and he replied as he held his sword horizontally in front of him, making a defensive gesture.

"If you hadn't been the first to turn around and run away in the fierce battle, we wouldn't have been wiped out! The regimental commander wouldn't have died! He was already a quasi-knight, and if it weren't for the broken back to block the pursuers, he wouldn't have died there at all!" Martha's screams were very high-pitched, and the female thief's eyes were red, and she was obviously extremely excited.

"I already have the strength of a quasi-knight, and for the sake of you waste, such a pedantic guy is a matter of course to die in battle. The black-armored knight sneered, and then he swung his head from side to side a few times, as if looking for something.

"Your leader is the young man named Levi just now, let him out, I have an important piece of information about the demon, but I can only talk to people who match my identity. ”

As soon as Levi's body moved, a large hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder, and then Sir Grace's deep voice sounded in his ears.

"Mr. Levi, don't go, he's lying. ”