The Phantom Love Poet noticed the magic card in the other person's hand.

The distinctive texture makes it look both illusory and ethereal, and the flow of the lines on the card seems to be a living heartbeat, as if suspended on the edge of the physical and the non-corporeal.

She also gradually understood why she didn't have any magic cards on her that could be used.

Even when she reached the eighth order, her soul space was in a strange state, and she couldn't bind any magic cards, and what the other party was holding was obviously the magic cards that others had given her.

"Do you think you can beat me with someone else's magic card?"

The Phantom Love Poet is convinced that this is a summoning card, and that it is not of a high rank.

As long as the other party dares to summon, the unowned summon, she can make it lose control in an instant.

Besides, no matter how weak her force is, she can kill a low-level summon with one punch.

“……”

With a look of unbearability in his eyes, Lan Qi didn't respond to her, let go of his hand, and the magic card suddenly became shiny.

It was very different from ordinary magic cards, more like entangled spirals that separated and converged into a giant vortex as the power was unleashed.

The runic light around the labyrinth corridor was bent, attracted, and even torn apart by the vortex.

As the vortex quickly stabilized, a hole opened in the center, revealing its true form—a giant wolf wrapped in a space-time fault like a crimson rune, roaming its pitch-black and deep body.

The red lines on its body were like a groundbreaking force, and each line flickered and breathed, like a crack connecting another dimension.

At the appearance of this summoning object, the Phantom Love Poet only smiled contemptuously.

Although she couldn't identify the specific attributes of this wolf for the time being, how could she be an eighth-order great demon that a fourth-order summon could stop!

However, in the next second, when the giant wolf's claws slammed into the Phantom Poet, the Phantom Poet, who had intended to defeat it directly, suddenly let out a piercing scream.

The moment she touched the giant wolf, her eyes were full of horror, and she felt that her arms were about to be ignited and melted.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!"

The Phantom Poet clutched his arm and immediately wanted to flee back.

But the giant wolf's body was too large, and at this moment it had slapped its paws down fiercely, until it crushed the Phantom Poet to the ground.

"Nope! It hurts!! ”

She struggled to escape, but her back was constantly burned and melted under the giant claws of the fusion wolf, and she cried out in pain.

"Alas, I'm afraid you don't even know that in addition to being a living being, you also have the attributes of a summon."

Lanch walked up to the Phantom Poet, looked down at her on the ground, and said sadly.

He never thought that one day, he would need to fight to the death with the poet of great love.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

The gray-haired poet's voice trembled, tears squeezed out of her closed eyelids, and her cries were about to be shattered.

"I can only tearfully remove you from the trial."

Lan Qi wiped the corners of his eyes, looked sideways, and said.

He knew that the cunning demon of the Great Love Poet, no matter how pitiful he pretended, was only crocodile's tears, and he could not trust her and be soft on her, otherwise he would make a fatal mistake.

The gray-haired poet desperately raised her head, only to feel that the guy in front of her was particularly terrifying, even if the other party's magic voice had a much weaker effect on her emotions than hers, and she didn't even take off her mask, it made her feel extremely frightened at this moment.

"I ...... I was wrong, don't! ”

The gray-haired poet's rapid breathing seemed to devour her fragile courage, and her voice gradually became so faint that she couldn't hear it, just staccato whimpering,

"Please spare me...... I was really wrong! ”

But Ranch didn't say much, the fusion wolf opened its huge mouth, and the Phantom Poet was forcibly twisted and sealed, and finally turned into a magic card engraved with pitch-black petals.

In a moment, the card that should not exist in the world disappeared and merged back into the magic of the minus five layers of the labyrinth enchantment.

As the Phantom Love Poet was sealed away and disappeared completely, a thunderous echo echoed from the cloister.

Black clouds and dark blue thunder continued to gather, enveloping the black-haired and green-eyed figure.

In the center of the labyrinth corridor, the magic of the enchantment, which was originally as steady as a rock, began to ripple, as if some mysterious rule had triggered all this.

The flickering frequency of the spell marks on the surrounding walls became more rapid, and a layer of psychedelic mist shrouded in it.

The tremendous magic power gathered in the air, this magic power not only had fluctuations similar to those of the [Hopeless Extermination War], but also was deeper and more terrifying, like the origin power of the Supreme Demon Realm.

A dark blue circle of light formed around the black-haired green-eyed poet, and the magic gathered and weaved in the air, and at the same time, the dark blue thunder and the swirling black mist suddenly rushed into the center of his eyebrows.

The magic continued to grow and take shape, and everyone else throughout the labyrinthine corridor level felt a sense of oppression.

I don't know what happened on this negative five floors.

Throughout the process, the poet of great love is guarded by an invisible force, and the surrounding space forms an isolated field.

It wasn't until a few breaths later that the rapid contraction of those lights, shadows, and magic finally condensed at the center of the poet's eyebrows, forming a dark blue mark—

【Mark of Hopelessness】

[Category: Soul Mark]

[Grade: Orange Epic]

【Tier: 1】

[Passive Effect: All summons and demons gain a small amplification.] 】

[Notes: Approval of Hopeless Satya.] 】

The eyes of the poet of great love were closed and finally opened slowly, and his gaze was still so calm.

In just a moment, several superimposed translucent light and shadows flashed through the depths of its pupils.

Those were the three sigils he had obtained, and they were connected to form a completely different magic circuit.

And the demon aura on his body has really undergone a transformation, especially at the moment when he opens his eyes, as long as it is occupied by his soul, even the body of the great love poet will show the characteristics of the great demon.

Soon, however, the aura of the Great Demon Clan was once again covered up by camouflage magic.

"Without the trial of the ancestral land, and without the recognition of the contemporary demon king, will it become a 'nameless great demon'?"

Lanch felt the change and muttered to himself.

For the demons, the "nameless big demon" itself is a taboo existence, because the big demon that even the demon clan is unwilling to recognize, its danger is often higher than that of the regular big demon.

There is no title, which means that he himself cannot give other demons a title mark, and there is no difference between the others.

However, he will become a nameless big demon, mainly because of the times, not his own problem, he has always liked to go through the formation.

(End of chapter)