In the heart of the Wheat Plains, due to the extremely high concentration of magic elements, it is connected to a certain level of the Nine Hells, attracting flocculent ashes that fly up after the corpses are burned, and gradually spread out as the demon's lair breathes and breathes, enveloping the ruins of Baiozantium.

The little hyena who devoured the corpses of the clergy and advanced to the rank was able to stand up after gaining the form of a human being, and even the claws of beasts who were good at ** were alienated into sharp claws.

They don't know where to find the iron fork, and after using their magic power to ignite the flames of hell and temper it, they turn into tougher steel forks, and they resist on their shoulders all day long, following the orders of the Demon Baron Lord Clint Eastut, patrolling the vicinity of the location of the demon's lair, vigilant against everyone who dares to approach it, including the humans who worship them.

"Step on ...... Stampede"

Heavy footsteps sounded on the ground in the distance, and the sudden sound was like a war drum, alerting all the little hyenas, their hands clenched at the Hellfork, ready to enter the battle at any moment.

The flying catkins-like haze, which had been drifting aimlessly, was suddenly rushed straight by the owner of the footsteps, and immediately rolled upward, like the smoke of a farmer's house in a rural village.

The little hyena's dim vision can easily penetrate the haze and gray fog, and see things within the range of more than twice the field of vision of ordinary people, although it cannot be specific to the smallest details, it is much stronger than the Fallen.

Because of this, the little hyena who was in charge of patrolling the territory of the demon nobles immediately noticed a cross eye slicing a trace of golden holy light in the air, and rushed towards the area where they were.

"The remnants of the Holy See, prepare for battle!"

With the order of a veteran little hyena, the same kind of people who patrolled outside the demon's lair and were in charge of the first layer of guards all entered the battle mode.

Some of the little hyenas couldn't help but cast a daily spell-like spell, the Dark Banner, and the magic element like a crow's feather quickly spread, and blew away like a whirlwind towards the target of their eyes.

The golden eyes of the holy light that made the demons palpitate, were entangled in the spells of a few small hyenas, and as the crow's pitch-black night-like feathers overlapped, they engulfed the eyes that glowed with holy light little by little.

It's a pity that the strange visitor who dared to break into the base of the demon's lair alone didn't seem to rely on the convenience of his eyes, and his whole body was tightly wrapped in crow feathers, just like the god's nest Atum, who gave birth to a feathered snake, an incomparably huge shuttlecock, but it couldn't stop this person from moving forward in the slightest.

The veteran little hyena who acted as the battlefield commander did not hesitate at all, and immediately opened his mouth to order: "Steel fork...... Throwing. ”

As soon as the words fell, few of the little hyenas near the demon's lair really obeyed the order, after all, the weapon that was finally found, after the tempering of its own magic power, has become an inseparable part of the body, so rashly throwing it will definitely cheapen the same kind without weapons in vain, such an act is too wasteful and shameful.

Because of this, few little hyenas responded to the commander's order, and only five or six steel forks broke through the air attack, but naturally none of them hit the target, and all of them fell into the air, and in the blink of an eye, they were recovered by the original owner impatiently.

At this moment, the Stigmata Alchemist, who was entangled in the Dark Banner of the Little Demon's magic, quickly sniffed and touched all the iron weapons present, and completely controlled the natural element of "iron" through a grand ceremony, allowing him to control anything that contained iron so well that it was as convenient as an arm that could command all the fingers.

"Extended...... Curved...... Spike!"

At the command of the stigmata alchemist Alexander Hull, the steel forks soaked in magic complied with the request of the "iron elemental" ruler, and the forks stretched forward, as if they were subdued by the strong wrist force of the ogre, and the sharp fork pointed at the holder, stabbing straight ahead.

With a hiss, the little hyena who couldn't dodge was hit one after another, either by the head or the heart, and was invariably pierced by the steel fork. Even if there are lucky ones who are particularly sensitive to danger, they are lucky enough to dodge and escape the fatal blow in time, as long as they don't let go of the steel fork with both hands, the Stigmata Alchemist's remedial moves come one after another, easily piercing their bodies.

In just one look, twenty-seven small humanoid hyenas died under their own weapons, and they couldn't believe that they had been killed by the steel fork that was part of their bodies.

After the death of the little hyena of the Dark Banner, the effect of this spell began to fade, and when the eyes glowing with golden holy light were revealed again, all the blood-stained steel forks that had killed their masters, obeying the call of the stigmata alchemist, rose from the ground one after another, crossed a near-perfect parabola, and fell at the feet of Alexander Hull, becoming his weapon, an extension of his will.

Most of the steel forks are the iron forks used by farmers to carry haystacks, and they are basically in the shape of two long teeth, which are twisted and intertwined into double-strand spiral forks at the behold of the iron elemental rulers.

Alexander Hull held the five fingers of his right hand, controlled all the steel forks that had completed the transformation, and said softly: "Get up!"

As soon as the words fell, twenty-seven steel forks suddenly rose from the ground and rushed into the sky at a low altitude of about 500 meters, and quickly differentiated into a strange formation of three handles and one cluster, a total of nine clusters.

"Break it for me!"

The stigmata alchemist's right hand seemed to grasp something, and he tugged down hard. At the same time, a cluster of three-handled steel forks fell from the sky, increasing faster and faster like meteor lightning, and slammed into the ground where the demon's lair was located.

With a "boom", according to the concept of "gravitational acceleration" formulated by the master Galileo Galilei of science, a cluster of three-handled steel forks was like a solid cannonball blasted out by rifled cannons, and it slammed heavily on the ground, and the gravel powder erupted violently like a fountain, exploding a large hole in the circle around the three of them on the spot, directly exposing the demon's lair below.

"Go on!"

Alexander Hull saw that the attack was effective, and once again controlled the steel fork cluster hovering at a low altitude of 500 meters, according to the concept of gravitational acceleration, increasing the attack power by a hundred times.

Such an astonishing attack, so that the demon nobleman Clint Eastut who was hiding in the dark can not ignore it, the attack power is not inferior to the full force of the magic crystal cannon, it is just a tentative attack of the enemy, and there are eight more in succession, hidden in the lair of the underground secret room, the hotbed for the birth of all kinds of demons, will definitely suffer unprecedented heavy damage.

Keeping his duty as a nobleman of hell, Lord Clint Eastut, the demon baron, immediately stepped forward, his hands clenched into fists, the backs of his hands against the backs of his hands, his thumbs against each other, and his tail fingers stretched outward, drawing an almost perfect circle.

The surrounding high-concentration magic essence immediately filled in, transforming the circle drawn by the demon baron into a mirror-like crystal clear thing on the spot.

"Phase Shift!"

The mirror trembled imperceptibly, and in a trance, it disappeared on the spot, but when it reappeared, it was tenfold larger, revealing the true face of the mirror, a flat space door, blocking the trajectory of the falling steel forks, blocking the entrance to the demon's lair.

Stigmata alchemist Alexander Hull knew that the demonic nobles hiding in the shadows had already made a move, but he still couldn't help but urge the second cluster of steel forks.

Falling from the sky, the attack as fast as a meteor flying lightning touched this plane space door, as if falling into a bottomless well, and then completely disappeared.

Demon Baron Clint Eastut couldn't help but laugh out loud as he thought of a way to deal with the Wizard of Science in time, to avoid possible attacks on the lair that gave birth to the Demon Descendants, and to eliminate the conceptual attack that increased the destructive power of mortal things a hundredfold.

Stigmata alchemist Alexander Hull couldn't help frowning when he heard the laughter of his piercing fingers scraping the mirror, and immediately thought about it, and immediately caused the steel forks hovering in the air five hundred meters above the ground to scatter around.

"Come again!"

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