"Damn human, you lowly reptile, the devil from hell will surely ......"

Before the devil's words could be finished, the huge halberd fell, cutting off all subsequent words.

"Boom!"

An extremely terrible wind whistle resounded through the sky, and the creatures in this world were stripped of a piece of life again.

As soon as the Halberd of Anubis was wielded, the majestic black mist dissipated, and Vincent watched as the mythical creature fell from the sky, without a trace of life.

At this point, the three mythical creatures were completely destroyed.

They may have been invincible, slaughtering countless people in their centuries-long lives, bringing a great deal of wailing and fear to the creatures, and they were so powerful that at this moment they all fell to Vincent's hands, cut off their breath.

If this news spreads, dozens of worlds will be shaken by it!

That's a three-headed mythical creature!

And not ordinary Silver Realm creatures!

And the devil is a mythical creature that can be said to be notorious in the endless world, after getting rid of the powerlessness of the Black Iron Realm, it is also the strongest batch of mythical creatures in a large batch, although the bloodline of these three-headed devils is not pure, nor is it a noble godborn, but no matter what, it is also the real devil!

This kind of deed of killing three demons of the same rank by one person is enough to make a large part of the world go crazy for him, and countless racial forces will throw out rich conditions to win him over, pull him into their camp, and offer a lot of resources.

Such a warlock, if he can step into the golden realm, is enough to become an invincible being, and even the king of the era has a slight possibility!

But Vincent was not concerned with the possible consequences of his own slaughter of the devil.

He is now suffering from the aftermath of the rapid loss of life, and he can't tell a trace of his mind.

Pain, weakness, it seemed that all strength had been withdrawn from the body, and there was no strength to be taken out.

Wrinkles appeared in his smooth skin. The long black hair on his head gradually turned pale, his vitality suffered a huge amount of consumption, and the word aging appeared in his heart.

There is a price to pay for using the Halberd of Anubis.

And that price is vitality.

Although it was powerful enough to kill the mythical creatures of the Silver Realm in one fell swoop, it was used twice in a row, causing Vincent's body to suffer severe trauma.

This kind of trauma is not similar to a wound, but refers to the vitality and physical strength.

Vincent could feel it, if it was used once. It's just a loss of life, but once or twice in a row, his body can't bear this burden at all, and the price he pays is severe.

The frenzied consumption of life force has hurt the root, and the suzhì of the body has been damaged, which is much lower than before.

Falling from the air to the ground, Vincent took out various alchemical elixirs for health and stuffed them into his mouth, trying to alleviate his pain.

I don't know how long he struggled before he regained consciousness.

Took a deep breath. In just a second, he calculated his remaining lifespan.

Two hundred and sixty years to go.

According to his original lifespan, he lost more than 140 years of life.

Not only that, but Vincent's body also suffered a lot of damage. If you don't get good recuperation, you will even be able to permanently reduce your body and body, and you can't get it.

Fortunately, he is an alchemist.

In that alchemy notebook. There are a lot of healing potion formulas for repairing the body, all of which are stored in his mind, as long as he is given a certain amount of time to recuperate. Don't worry too much about the damage.

"I feel that a lot of the knowledge in that alchemy notebook was forged for the power of death, but unfortunately, that book is incomplete, and there are only some relatively shallow things. ”

Standing up, Vincent's expression was very calm.

He knew that this time he had lost a lot of life force, and it could be said that the price was extremely severe.

But the thing has been done, there is no need to go back, otherwise, he would not have been able to kill the three-headed devil.

Moreover, during the battle, he had a new understanding of the power of the Halberd of Anubis, which can be regarded as a small compensation.

Twisting his body, feeling a little sore, Vincent closed his eyes and felt his body again, to see if there was any damage.

And this closed his eyes, his face couldn't help but have a different color.

After slaughtering three mythical creatures in a row, there was a huge change in his consciousness.

The soul in the center of the bronze tree seemed to have received some kind of replenishment, and the color of light became more vibrant, and the surrounding red and gold mana torrent remained the same, except for the power of death.

Sensing the change, Vincent's brow furrowed slightly.

This change ...... It seems that the power has become more powerful.

Compared to the original, the power of death contained an aura of deathly fear, and the power of killing had increased by more than half compared to before!

He opened his eyes, stretched out his fingers, and as soon as his mind moved, a wisp of black breath came out of his fingertips.

The black gas was like ink smoke, straight upward, and after a while, this breath of death actually writhed and turned into a hideous devilish image!

No more, no less, the devil's statue was exactly four, the number of mythical creatures he had killed, and he opened his mouth wide and made a roaring motion, and the sound of the devil's roar rang out and spread out.

Faced with such an abnormal scene, Vincent just watched silently, his eyes flashing with thought.

After a while, he put away the black gas that was released.

"I see. ”

Vincent breathed a heavy sigh of relief, thinking clearly why his mana had changed so much.

The reason is that it is the power of death!

As its name suggests, the essence of this power is to create death!

For example, just like the devil's hellfire, it takes a lot of murder to be powerful, and the devil he saw is like that, the more you kill, the more powerful the flame becomes, and the same goes for the power of death.

It's just that what it needs is not ordinary creatures, but the death of mythical creatures!

Only the death of a mythical creature can make his death power stronger, and his own soul will also be strengthened with the killing of mythical creatures, reaching a point where he can temper his mana, so that his strength can advance.

And ordinary creatures, no matter how many kills, are of little use.

Suffice it to say, mythical creatures are an essential necessity for Deathwarlocks.

Their bloodline can provide a long lifespan of the warlock's body, their soul can make the warlock's soul stronger, and their death can enhance the destructive power of the power of death.

It's no wonder that many years ago, Deathwarlocks roamed countless worlds, and those who heard about it were terrified.

How can the power built up with countless mythical creatures not be powerful?

"It is very difficult to use the killing of mythical creatures to become stronger, but if you don't kill, your soul will not be nourished, which means that your strength will always stop here and you will not be able to move forward. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Vincent couldn't help but feel very troubled.

Killing mythical creatures is easier said than done.

Don't look at Vincent's current situation of killing three devils in a row here, in fact, it is because the three-headed devils despise humans and act separately, if the three heads act together, he would not have been able to cause such a brilliant result.

And he paid an incomparably heavy price.

More than one hundred and forty years of life, with his current alchemy attainment, it is impossible to make up for it, even if he extracts the bloodline of the three-headed devil, he doesn't know how much lifespan can be increased, and he wants to use the halberd of Anubis to kill mythical creatures and obtain unlimited growth in strength, which can be said to be wishful thinking.

After a moment of silent contemplation, Vincent shook his head.

"Forget it, this thing is not easy to do, I can only take one step at a time. ”

Moving his body and throwing the thought out of his mind, Vincent took a step and began to collect the blood of the three-headed devil.

After all, this can be said to be the only gain I have at the moment.

After wasting his mind and gathering what he wanted, Vincent looked up and swept the scenery around him.

There was only a mess.

The breath of death consumed all the vitality around it, and the originally green land was now pitch black and lifeless, and the distant mountain peaks were missing many corners, and they were burned by the fire of hell of the devil.

At this point, the sky is already reddish.

After all this tossing, the night has reached its end, and dawn is coming.

Having wiped out all the traces, Vincent was sure that there was nothing around him that was worth paying attention to, and with a flash of fire wings behind him, he quickly pierced into the clouds and disappeared. (To be continued......)