The gray demon roared, but the situation in front of him no longer allowed it to insult Pandora Yassinger, and among the many pillars of light, there were already notes full of divine power, these notes were extremely destructive, and the gray demon's body felt a burning pain after one or two touches, and it did leave a scar on the surface of the skin.

'Wrath of the Grey Devil!'

Unwilling to be dealt with by Yasinger like this, the gray demon launched his own counterattack move.

On its body, a gray-black magic began to slowly emerge, when the note of the Holy Spirit and the black magic came into contact with each other, the divine magic on the note was immediately invaded by the gray demon's turbidity, and immediately lost its original lethality, from the initial white to dim until it disappeared.

Yasinger didn't expect that the gray demon would have such a means, enveloping his body with magic and then using his dark magic to pollute the divine magic, so that he could interfere with each other with light and darkness, and use the same magic value to offset the 'chant of the Holy Spirit' and also be able to get rid of the contradictionary attribute, which is really powerful.

"Hey, didn't you say that this magic could get rid of it all at once, how do I feel like it's nothing. ”

Seeing that the gray devil was safe and sound, Albert was a little nervous.

Yasinger was not in a better mood than Albert at this time, this 'Holy Spirit Chant' was the only trick he thought could fight against the gray demon, but the opponent was able to resist it after a round.

"Whether you're the real Pandora Yasinger or not, there's no way you damn thing about me without transcending my magic or the martyrdom of light, and when I get rid of these, you're just waiting to be eaten by me, hahaha. ”

The Grey Devil's laughter echoed through the ruins, and the magic of the Holy Spirit's chant was already nearly three-quarters of the way out, and it was no longer possible to support it after a while.

"I'll buy you time, you run first. ”

Albert reluctantly stood by Yasinger's side and repeated the original sentence.

Escape?!

Yasinger said the word 'escape' coldly and silently, as if asking and answering himself.

Albert seemed to hear another tone from Yassinger's voice and looked at him curiously, at this time, there was only a look of majesty and domineering on Yasinger's face, and he didn't see the horror of being at a disadvantage at all.

"In front of my name Pandora Yassinger, do you think I will run away in front of a mere gray demon? ”

Yazinger looked directly at the gray demon who was laughing at him in front of him and asked coldly.

The Grey Demon was still laughing, but when its gaze swept over Yasinger, it suddenly had a very bad premonition in the bottom of its heart.

"I'm asking you again in the name of Pandora Yasinger, do you low-level demons think I'm going to run away in front of you!" Yasinger was really angry, and threw himself into the face in front of a mere gray demon, which made Pandora Yazinger feel extremely ashamed.

"Don't boast, you human! I'm going to eat you one bite at a time, I'm going to hear your voice pleading in my mouth, begging for mercy, begging for my forgiveness to let you die early, hahaha!"

Not to be outdone, the Grey Demon roared.

Very good!

Yasinger admired the courage of the gray devil, then took a step back with his left foot, raised the palm of his left hand and rushed towards the gray demon, and stretched out his right hand to hold the wrist of his left hand, "I admire your courage, but in the face of me, it is useless!"

'Stage 7: Discord Chapter: Phantom Clock!'

Boom!!!

The heavy bell rang suddenly, echoing through the messy ruins, and suddenly a large round clock made of pure gold appeared in front of Pandora Yasinger.

There are only two hands on a clock, the hour hand and the minute hand.

At the time of the advent of clocks, the hour hand was so good that it was almost close to twelve, and the minute hand was above the number twelve.

"Gray Demon, with my disgust for your demon gods, greet him for me on the way back to purgatory!"

The Gray Demon had also heard of the name Pandora Yasinger tens of thousands of years ago, and it only then did it wake up, even after so many years, even if Pandora Yazinger was weakened, he was still a very powerful existence, how could he be his opponent!

What are you going to do! Don't!

The Grey Demon was still a minute away from counteracting the Holy Spirit's chant, but it could sense that something super bad was going to happen in this minute, and its face was already showing fear, but it was too late.

The minute hand on the golden bell began to beat, almost every second, as if it were a second hand, but the only difference was that as the minute hand moved, everyone present felt a very heavy pressure.

So it was with the Gray Devil, and so was Albert.

Albert was less tolerant than the Grey Demon, and he didn't know what kind of magic it was and why it affected a bystander like him in the process of being released, but the suffocating oppression made him almost lose his breath, and his head was so groggy that he couldn't even see what was in front of him.

"You!

The Gray Demon said two words in a row, but the 'Holy Spirit Chant', which was about to be lifted just now, was very bizarrely restored to the original form of the magic array, and the mana value was also fully reflected, as if the gray demon had never fought against this magic array.

"You're going to warp time!"

As the minute hand on the clock reached halfway through, the Grey Demon finally understood the true power of this magic.

"With such a large scope, aren't you afraid of implicating yourself, are you crazy. ”

The Grey Demon continued to roar, but he had been imprisoned by the Holy Spirit's Chant and had no chance to throw his magic at the other party, not to mention the rift between it and Pandora Yasinger due to the time warp.

Bang, bang!

Yasinger didn't answer the gray demon's question, he was still watching the clock move intently, and at once, he had walked fifty times in a row, and Yasinger had almost exhausted all the magic power under the limits of his body.

Fifty-five...

Yasinger gritted his teeth and saw the last hope, and raised the body that had been loaded again, and the body's functions were instantly exhausted, but he still maintained the continuation of the magic.

Fifty-six...

Fifty-seven...

Fifty-eight...

A smile appeared on the corner of Yasinger's mouth, he could still see the face of the gray demon distorted by fear from his blurred vision, he smiled, laughed at the ugliness of this low-level demon in front of him and the exhaustion of his own life!

Fifty-nine!!!

Yasinger burned the last drop of life until the last stroke, and the minute hand returned to the twelve, then the hour hand moved forward a little, and the two hands were closed at twelve.

Boom!!!

The bell rang at once.

From the moment the bell began, with the golden bell as the center, the golden voice began to expand outward, and the range it passed through had different changes, as if the space was broken due to time distortion.

The Grey Demon was roaring, but Pandora Yasinger couldn't hear what it was roaring about, and she fell unconscious and fell to the ground.

Everything in the range of the golden sonic spread became incoherent, and the Grey Demon went from roaring to a howl of pain, and then shattered like glass in the baptism of the sonic wave.

The few remaining pillars on the ruins also broke, and they could not withstand the invasion of this magic force and began to collapse, on this side of the Goddess Palace, the hall where the demons and the Goddess fought began to dissipate, and the Gray Demon was torn into dust by this strange force because he could not stop the rift caused by the time break, and the sound that was still shouting disappeared.

And Pandora Yasinger also collapsed in the rubble due to her magic exhaustion, and her life and death are unknown.

The palace of the goddess was under the yellow sand, and when Pandora Yazingh cast her magic, the yellow sand began to slope from the top of the palace, like a yellow waterfall.

Albert struggled to pull Yasinger's body towards the gate of this side hall, saying that he was running, but in fact, Albert's movement was much slower than normal walking, and there was no way that Albert's remaining physical strength could only barely maintain this appearance, and he couldn't do anything with magic.

When he was about to be buried by the yellow sand, Albert managed to pull Pandora Yasinger's body closer to the door that had originally entered the side hall, and returned to the place where the stone statue of the goddess stood again.

Having lost most of his magic and physical strength, Albert didn't have the energy to care about Pandora, and now he just wanted to find a place to rest and replenish his already overdrawn body.

The temple of the Goddess, which had lost its magical maintenance, suddenly fell into darkness, and Albert leaned against the wall on one side and put Yasinger beside him and fell into a deep sleep.

There is no concept of time in the dark, and Albert and Yasinger have been in the palace of the goddess for an unknown amount of time, and when Albert wakes up, his hand can still touch Pandora Yassinger's body, which makes him a little relieved.

Albert tentatively placed his hand tentatively over Yasinger's nose to check his snort.

And breathing, just faintly.

Albert knew that Yasinger had suffered serious internal injuries, but there was no way to treat him in this place, not to mention that he was not a healing magician, he didn't even know the most basic healing magic.

What to do, what to do!

Albert is not only thinking about Pandora Yassinger, but also for his own sake