The magic sword pierced through the fire demon's skull, and the corrosive magic power spontaneously poured into the fire demon's body without Li Ang's command, greedily sucking its power.

"Damn, this is the magic sword of hell!"

Sefilon let out a shrill growl, desperately grabbing Leon above his head.

The skull is pierced, which is critical to ordinary people and even most demons, but for a divine life, it is by no means more than that.

Especially if a whole sword is stabbed into it, it may still be nothing more than a behemoth that scratches its scalp.

But Leon didn't retreat, he grabbed the hilt of the magic sword, and the tip of the magic sword Avalon spat out a sharp edge, and then slashed downward.

His body fell rapidly, as did the blade that pierced into the fire demon's body.

In this way, the flame demon's was forcibly cut through the middle by Li Ang.

Boom –

The behemoth behind him pushed the golden mountain and fell to the ground like a jade pillar, and in a trance, Li Ang actually had a scene of returning to the time when he first came to this world and hunted dwarf demons.

"Well played, Leon!"

"This sword is beautiful!"

The excited cries of the demon hunters echoed in his ears, but they were unusually faint.

The soul of the fire demon Sephelon wailed and was swallowed up by Leon, and the terrifying magic erupted from his body.

The Demon Hunting Codex hula-la.

The most striking line carries a strong warning meaning: You have transferred the Storm Divinity into an epic artifact, the Winter Lord's Helm of Domination.

You have lost the talent Storm Lord's Thunder.

You slain the Hellfire Demon Saffron Monarigan Darkwell, a high-order first-order Hellfirefiend.

You have gained a wisp of flame divinity, and you can choose to gain a new talent, or strengthen your existing fire ability, Vengeful Flame.

Leon didn't make a choice, he stood where he was, his cloak raised, snowflakes falling beside him.

His vision became blurred until everyone around him had ghosted.

Subsequently.

Bang –

He fell to his knees.

The magic sword Avalon was held tightly by him, and the skeletal face at the hilt of the sword flashed red, like an evil sheep-headed demon grinning.

...

Bang –

Leon rolled to the ground, and he hugged his head and let out a suppressed wail.

It was as if his head had been run over by 10,000 elephants, and the pain was so intense that he wished he could pass out again.

"Leon, don't move, I'll help you up. ”

A concerned female voice sounded in her ears, and the air was filled with the strange smell of a mixture of various potions.

Leon vaguely felt a woman lift her up, cold hands gently pressing against his temples - this must be a woman, men are not so soft.

The woman said, "Don't move, you need to recuperate now, that blizzard has overdrawn your mental strength, I know it hurts, but as a witcher, you can definitely hold it." ”

Leon gasped violently, like a bellows.

It took him a long time to get used to the pain, and in his voice, which was hoarse from not drinking water for too long, he asked, "Ishta?" I remember you falling from such a tall tower. ”

"Luckily, I only broke one leg and was able to recover after a period of recuperation, and the place where I landed happened to be a snowdrift. ”

"If it's a haystack, you'll probably be unscathed. ”

Ishtar was slightly stunned and shouted, "Daddy Viselmir, help me bring the tranquilizer, Leon's intelligence may have been affected, and he has started talking nonsense." ”

Li Ang hurriedly said, "Miss Esta, I'm just joking. ”

Esta was confused, "Is this a joke of yours?" sorry, I didn't get the meaning. ”

Leon explained: "Legend has it that there was an Order of Assassins who had the art of jumping from a great height, no matter how high, and as long as there was a haystack, they could get out of harm's way. ”

"Is there really such a technique?"

"Perhaps, though I don't believe it. Leon paused, and then asked, "How long have I been lying there, lame lady?" ”

Ishtar frowned slightly: "You've been lying down for three whole months. ”

"So long?"

Leon's heart sank, and he subconsciously wanted to get up, but was pressed back by Ishtar.

The corners of her mouth curled up to reveal two dimples—the first time Leon had seen this woman smile.

"I'm just kidding, in fact, you've only been asleep for a day, and it's the next evening," she repeated, following Leon's emphasis. ”

Li Ang said helplessly: "You all like to repeat other people's words so much?"

"We're referring to you, Lady Cecilia?"

"Pretty much. ”

Leon asked, "How is the Witcher of Kylemohan?"

"It's terrible, five people were killed, and the rest were wounded, and I only broke one leg which was the least of them. ”

Li Ang said: "Fortunately, with you, the witchers of the Pit Viper School must also be very good at medical skills, right?"

"Of course, I used to work part-time as a barber in the countryside for a while. ”

Barber?

Li Ang was stunned for a moment, only to realize that in many places in this era, doctors are also served by barbers.

"Istta, where's my sword?"

"Don't worry, it's still there, Ogild warned everyone that it was a magic sword, so no one dared touch it, it was left in place. ”

Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, if the power of the magic sword explodes, it's bad." ”

It is better for the magic sword Avalon to stay in his own dimensional space, although this sword is powerful, it is too dangerous.

Especially now that he is in a state of mental trauma, he can't use it easily.

"Are you hungry or not, Daddy Viselmir cooked a pot of broth. ”

"Thanks, but I don't have much appetite. ”

Ista said: "Then I'll go and get busy first, you can rest for a while, deep sleep is a good medicine to restore the sequelae of excessive mental exhaustion." ”

"Good. ”

Leon watched Ishtar leave the room.

Sleep is indeed a very good choice, but where can he sleep when the pain is like this?

He looked around and saw that his armor was placed on a pair of armor racks, the Winter Lord's Helm of Domination, and the sapphire on it shimmered with a faint blue light.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

Scati's voice rang out.

"Nonsense. ”

"I've warned you not to do this, and now you're not getting any good, and you're losing a wisp of divinity, is it worth it?"

Li Ang snorted coldly: "In this world, you don't have to measure whether anything is worth it. ”

And, how do you know I'm not getting the benefits?

Leon didn't have the energy to pull out the Demon Hunting Codex for the time being, but he could feel the magic power in his body, as well as the physical fitness, the upper limit of mental power, the upper limit of magic power and other aspects of the great improvement.

He's advanced.

The Flame Demon's soul was attached to a considerable part of its magical power, which allowed him to directly break through to the second order of the middle sequence.

However, it was not all smooth sailing.

If it weren't for the Winter Lord's Helm of Domination, in this state of depleted spiritual power, devouring a complete high-order demon soul, even if Leon's wall of humanity was intact, it would be tantamount to looking for death.

Scati said coldly: "Okay, don't be stubborn, put on your helmet, I have a way to alleviate your headache symptoms." ”

"Why are you so kind all of a sudden?"

"After all, you are my lord, and it is my duty to serve you. ”

"What you say sounds a bit yin and yang. ”

"I learned it from you, Lord Lord. ”

"Am I that annoying?"

"When you called that witch lame lady, it was quite annoying. ”