Sneer......

Accompanied by a sharp cutting sound.

"Roar—"

A miserable roar blasted through the stone staircase steps and then filled the ruined halls.

At this time, Moran and Dika, who were stationed at the entrance of the hall, looked at the blazing stone staircase passage with a surprised and cautious expression.

The flames rose so that they couldn't see what was going on inside.

But the roar of the fire demon made it clear to them that the fire demon had suffered a big loss.

With a roar, the body of the Flame Demon, whose arm had been cut off in half, quickly turned into flames and disappeared.

At the same time, seven or eight demonic blade spells swept through the flames that the fire demon had turned into, slashing the iron-blue rocks of the steps behind him into a pile of rubble.

A second later, the blow was even heavier.

With the disappearance of the Fire Demon.

The flames in the staircase were also quickly extinguished.

The flames were not completely extinguished, and Gune was still burning.

The place of burning is Gune's chest.

Standing firmly in front of the wall, on the chest of the winter coat, a hideous black claw handprint melted Gune's coat like a soldering iron, and made Gune's winter coat burn at the place where it melted.

With an expressionless face, he tore off the burning robe on his chest, and then revealed the Mythril Magic Gold-level purple scale chain mail on his body.

There was a brief confrontation just now.

The Gunne Eruption Demon Blade directly cut off one of the Fire Demon's arms.

The fire demon also slapped a palm on Gune's chest, knocking Gune into the wall.

The power of this palm is terrifying.

At the same time as breaking through Gune's blood shield, the powerful shock wave also knocked Gune flying and hitting the wall, and at this time, the walls behind Gune were sunken and cracked, which showed the strength of this palm.

Even the destructive power of the flame scorching contained in that palm was enough to easily burn a powerful second-order spell master.

It's a pity that here in Gune, in front of his strong physique and Mithril chain mail, this blow only injured Gune ordinarily.

Gu Ne didn't need to drink the potion, just the recovery ability of the extraordinary blood in his body repaired the injury in two or three breaths.

The powerful flesh body is vividly displayed in this head-on confrontation.

Standing on the pile output, Gune is not afraid of any master of the same level.

Looking at the half arm of the flame demon that had been severed by the magic blade and fell to the ground, and was in the midst of a roar, Gune smiled lightly.

"Do you really think my fleshy body is fake, and dare to stick it to my face?"

With a wave of his hand, Gune's puppet secret line quickly seeped into the severed arm.

Then the blood of the fire demon was drawn from Gune.

Use the blood pool to taste a little Gune, and your eyes are slightly narrowed.

"It's a weird smell, but I've memorized your taste. ”

"You ......"

Goune looked up at the entrance to the broken stone staircase.

"I can't escape. ”

......

The ruined and silent hall was devastated.

Whining~~

As the window glass shattered, the cold wind whined into the house.

Clusters of burning dark red flames swayed and swayed in the icy wind.

The whole house was filled with a strange and bewitching red flame color.

Slightly, on the snow outside the window, there was a bit of grotesque red slightly diffuse.

In the midst of an inconspicuous flame.

The fire demon "Bertelaire" is hiding in it.

At this time, an inexplicable fear came to Betelaire's heart.

"Is that guy a monster?"

The scene just now was clearly etched in Bertelaire's mind.

He manipulates the power of the "Flame Extinguisher", which is unique to the transcendent profession of the "Fire Demon".

A single blow shattered the spellmaster's shield.

As we all know, when a spellmaster is at the beginning level, the shield is generally not too powerful.

Originally, according to his plan, after sticking to the spellmaster and shattering the shield with one blow, the power of this "flame incineration" could easily burn the spellmaster from within.

After all, the Spellmaster's body is not very resistant to ordinary conventional strike forces.

Not to mention the special striking force of such penetration.

He killed at least ten more casters with this method.

However, just now, he blasted the second-order spell master away with one blow, and at the same time, the power of the "Flame Incineration" also penetrated into it.

A terrifying scene appeared, even though the spellmaster was blown away by himself, he seemed to be a nobody, and he was still casting spells to bombard himself while flying upside down.

You've been knocked away, and you're still casting spells, aren't you worried about yourself?

And the blow that enemy dealt to him is also unforgettable.

The terrifying translucent magic blade was almost attached to his arm at the same time it was released, and he had no possibility of dodging at all.

And the frequency with which the enemy's spellmaster cast it was even more terrifying.

The successive demon blades almost sliced him, but fortunately he escaped fast enough.

"Not only is it an instantaneous spell, but it's also so high in a single second overlap, and it's ......"

"My blow didn't seem to be fatal to the guy, at least as far as the spellmaster was doing. ”

"That spellmaster has such powerful spells, and his physical defense is even stronger than mine. In this world, how can there be such a monster. ”

For the first time, Bertelaire, who possessed a powerful six-star transcendent class, felt that the original second-order spell master could also have such terrifying strength.

"If you go a little later, that guy's magic blade will cut off my head. Bertelaire thought with a little trepidation.

Footsteps rang out suddenly.

It came from the entrance to the stone staircase.

This voice suddenly made the divergent Betelaire slightly startled and restrained his thoughts.

I thought it was a one-sided slaughter, but at least the two guards at the door gave him the impression that way.

But now, there is a feeling that it is difficult to ride a tiger.

When I saw the second-order spell master who came out from under the stone stairs.

Bertrair almost cursed.

"How can you, a spell master, wear such equipment, and your physical body can bear this weight?"

The Gune that enters the eyes, the neck, body, arms, and thighs are all wrapped in chain mail.

The dark gold and the silver-gray sheen characteristic of Mithril indicate that this is a Mithril magic gold extraordinary equipment with powerful defensive capabilities.

Even though he was angry in his heart, Bertelaire did not dare to make any sound at this time, or even any abnormal fluctuations.

The power of this spell master, he already knew after a short confrontation, this is definitely a very, very terrifying and unreasonable guy, you can see from the hundreds of pounds of chain mail on his body.

"Soon the power of this flame will be able to restore my arm, and that time will ......"

As he pondered, Bertelaire had already set his sights on Goune's head.

The blow just now didn't kill Gune, and in Betelle's opinion, it was the effect of that extraordinary equipment.

This time, Bertelaire believed that as long as he manipulated the power of the flames and slapped the spellmaster's head with a single blow, he could kill the spellmaster as easily as smashing a watermelon.

After all, low-level spellcasters are crispy after all.