The lifelike white wolf easily occupies a large part of the page, squeezing aside the dwarf devil who was arrogant at first.

Leon's wanton laughter grew more and more frenzied, and surging black flames rolled out of his body.

Evil thoughts are like a tide, hitting the wall of his humanity in waves, and if his humanity is still broken, it will now present a scene of a thousand miles of embankment, a thousand miles of collapse.

Catherine's eyes were suspicious: "What kind of werewolf is his second talent, how come I have never seen it?"

Chalotra's voice was a little dry, as if he hadn't drunk water in days, and he slowly squeezed out one word: "Managarm!"

"What?"

He explained, "This is Managarm, the legendary Wolf Devouring the Moon, the son of the Demon Wolf Fenrir!"

"I've seen it on the murals of many Norse ruins, and this is definitely Managarm!"

"But he should have fallen in the war of the gods, how could he have turned into a demon and been devoured by Dante's students?"

Catherine sighed lightly: "No wonder Dante said that he is almost destined to break through to the high sequence in the future, everything about him is not something we can understand at all." ”

Charlotra's eyes lit up with a flame representing "ambition", and he said softly, "This should be the first witcher to have dual talents so far, right?

Catherine frowned and said, "There is a high probability that it cannot be copied, otherwise Dante would not hide it." ”

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Chalotra, who had been stuck in the middle sequence for a long time, gradually developed a hint of frenzy in her expression.

"You dare!"

Catherine said coldly.

The flame in Chalotra's eyes was immediately extinguished, and he sneered, "I mean, consult with him, and everyone will work together to win." ”

At this moment, there was another change on the wall of contemplation, and clusters of pitch-black flames slowly rose, as if ignited by gasoline, and in an instant, they occupied a third of the territory of the wall of contemplation.

The surging and terrifying coercion was slowly released, as if a demon was about to cross the border.

"Kamui?"

"High Sequence!"

Almost gritting their teeth, Catherine and Chalotra slowly spat out these two words.

A roar suddenly rang out, and in the midst of the flames, a Nasrezm with sheep's horns and pitch-black scale armor was outlined.

It held the flame in its hand, and its expression was full of unspeakable hatred, and it stared at Leon deadly.

Leon's laughter grew louder and harsher.

Chalotra exclaimed: "These are three talents! And Dante actually dared to let him devour a high-order Nasrezm, is he really afraid that he will lose control and turn into a demon?"

Catherine's eyes also flashed a trace of worry: "Since he has three talents, maybe there are more, it is not easy for him to successfully break through the middle sequence, I must immediately inform Dante - Chalotra, you must give me a good look at him, he is the hope of the future of this world, the hope of all witchers!"

Chalotra swallowed and nodded with difficulty: "Don't worry, I still understand the seriousness of this, you go and come back quickly!"

Innelly and William were worried, confused, surprised, and had different emotions in their hearts, but they also knew that this was not the time to ask the reason, so they had to pray silently.

As soon as Catherine left the chamber, a strong smell of sulfur filled the room, and the heat was rolling in the room, as if she had come to a hellish volcano.

-->>

From the wall of contemplation, a hellfire with two fists pounding together and burning with a turquoise fire of sacrifice was once again manifested!

"It's not the one we encountered"

Inelle glanced at him with her eyes, and William quickly kept silent.

Chalotra looked at them and frowned, "You know the situation?"

The two of them shook their heads in unison.

"Heh, it's quite righteous. ”

Chalotra laughed, but her worries grew worse.

"No matter how talented you are, devouring so many demons is really too much, and you are simply not afraid of death. ”

"It's already a four-talent talent, shouldn't there be any more?"

After the Hellfire appeared, it occupied one-fifth of the entire wall of contemplation, and although his essence was definitely stronger than Managar's high-ranking Nasrezm, it was only a doppelganger, and it was already because his body had divinity.

In the next moment, the boundless sea of blood descended, and a handsome nobleman with a pale face, bat wings, and two fangs piercing out of the corners of his mouth slowly appeared.

He held a red wine glass and stared at Li Ang outside the wall of observation, and the hatred in his eyes was almost solidified into substance!

"Grass, sure enough!"

"How badly did this guy torture this vampire, and how much did he turn into a remnant?"

Chalotra felt that he was already a little numb, and he even felt that even if Leon devoured an Abyss Lord in the next moment, it would not be surprising.

After Count Dracula, darkness descended, and a pitch-black monster like a harpy vibrated its wings and suddenly appeared.

Its beautiful head stared at Leon with hatred between its brows, but compared to Count Dracula and Managar, this hatred was almost not even capable of making Leon look sideways.

Immediately after, one by one, a full eight powerful demons manifested in the mural, although each one was far from being comparable to Nasrezm, but all of them were still arrogant, and seven of them had already stepped into the realm of the middle sequence.

"It's finally over!"

Chalotra breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the demonic projection had finally ceased to manifest on the wall of contemplation.

"A few more, even the Wall of Observation will not be able to bear it, and it may even damage this artifact. ”

At this moment, Leon's laughter came to an abrupt end.

A long sword condensed from pure black flames appeared in his hand, and he said softly, "I accept your hatred." ”

"But then, get out of my will!"

Keng——

Obviously it was just an illusory thing, but the long sword let out a crisp sword sound, and then slashed towards the first dwarf demon.

A hint of panic flashed through the dark eyes of the dwarf demon's chaotic and unintelligent eyes, but then it completely turned to ashes and disappeared from the wall of observation.

This was a sword that could make the ordinary sequence witchers exhaust their physical strength, but it didn't seem to cause any consumption to Leon.

Soon, he raised his sword again and slashed at Managarm as follows.

But before the sword fell, Li Ang suddenly stopped, and he said solemnly: "You are different from them, and since you are already dead, entrust the power in your body to me, I will make your reputation famous in the abyss, and even shock the demon wolf Fenrir!"

The silver-white giant wolf stared at him, and after a long time, he nodded slightly, and then automatically collapsed, turning into countless streams of light and pouring into Li Ang's body.