Penny's gaffe did not surprise Grazt, and he laughed: "Look, my sweetheart, I know you won't worry me, don't play stupid, how can you be controlled by such idiotic seduction?

Penny was dumbfounded, but it also made him understand that he had to get out as soon as possible - it was no fun to be targeted by Grazter like this, anyway, the coordinates here had been written down by him, and he could return at any time, he raised his palm - the generation of the legendary origin theory made all low-level spells as familiar to him as instinct, and the light of the teleportation technique flickered, but the slightly chaotic source power made the speed of the spell's effect chaotic, and it quickly collapsed under the suppression of a spiritual light.

Vein pointed an outstretched finger at Penny, a smile on his face as if he had just done something very polite.

And Grazt was already very close.

Penny was terrified and tried to explain that he was not Igwell, but at the same time he knew that it was not a good idea: it would cause an enraged Grazt to gather all his men to besiege him.

However, the situation in front of her could not help her, she raised her finger, and a force field wall separated her from Grazt, and at the same time, a black blade full of destructive power swirled around her, and the nearby walls, floors, and ceilings were all turned into shattered dust with a single stroke of the black blade, and the subsequent explosion pierced through several walls, opening a path for Penny to the outside of the tower.

While Vain and Grazt were dealing with the strength of the solid force field. Penny quickly withdrew from the ivory tower. Just as he was about to launch the teleportation spell again, he suddenly felt the source power around him surging wildly, and the power of this spell instantly became distorted, and in a shock, Penny hurriedly dispersed the spell.

"Hahahaha, baby sweetheart, do you want to leave like this?" Grazt laughed and chased after him, "Come back, come back to me!" You don't know, these days, whenever I think of you being burned to death by Blue Flame. How desolate is the mood? Even if the two-headed deformed monkey escaped like a rat under my siege, it didn't make me feel the slightest joy! My sweetheart! I never knew you were so important to me! I would never let you leave me again!

"Yes, Your Excellency. Vain stared firmly at Penny in the distant sky, and all the flying monsters in the sky above the silver-white court quietly gathered. The army of tens of thousands of monsters made the wizard secretly miserable, and it was difficult to get out this time.

The chaotic power made his spell energy run wild at any moment, and of course he knew why, and it was clear that in order to stop him from leaving with teleportation, Grazt had activated the Abyss Lord's authority - making the power of the entire abyss even more chaotic.

"You're crazy!" Penny didn't even feel it, and there was some anger in his tone, "Aren't you afraid that your kingdom will be overturned?"

Grazt's actions were very dangerous at this time, the tide of the Sea of Chaos had not yet reached these planes, but Grazt allowed the will of this plane to continue to slide towards 'chaos', and it was likely to attract even greater chaos from the Sea of Chaos.

"The kingdom, even if it is thirty times greater, my kingdom will not be able to take your place in my heart! I'm going to keep you too!" Grazter confessed in a frantic tone.

The blazing light in his eyes was like the focused sun, eager to burn the figure in his eyes, and the enthusiasm in his tone was also greater than the fire of the sun, and the charm of the most handsome Abyss Lord also made him speak with extraordinary persuasiveness, and the madness of his expression also showed the seriousness of his heart. ...,

He really meant it.

Although the demons who knew the chaotic nature rarely told the truth, Penny truly felt that the demon lord in front of him was not lying, everything Grazt said. They were all thoughts that really existed in his heart.

Grazt stared at 'Igwelv' with that fervent gaze, and if Grazt's confession was to the real Igvirvo, or even the female creature outside of Igvervo, it might have melted under his fiery and affectionate gaze, but that only made Penny feel even more ridiculous.

The wizard searched for rifts in the plane and places where the encirclement might break through. "I don't want to stay, Grazt." Let's see you again. ”

He opened his hands, and the powerful spell instantly spread out a realm around his body, and all the demons became blind under a strong light, and Penny flew forward, and the astonishing chaotic source force environment made him afraid to cast a teleportation spell that was too sensitive to the environment to get out, and he had to find a suitable place to use the key to make invisible.

After breaking the ivory tower, he found that the key in his hand was even more unstable.

"It's okay! I'll let you stay, I'll make you feel my sincerity, ah, I love you so much, you'll be touched by me one day!" Grazter was undeterred, he said as he kept his feet on the ground as the Demon Lord's realm and majesty continued to erode the realm shaped by positive energy.

His thoughts and love for Igvirvo were also catalyzed by the chaotic will of the abyss and the chaotic nature of the demons, and he became crazy and restless - which made him ignore many details, such as Penny's appearance after his transformation, although it became somewhat similar due to the influence of the thousands of carvings of Igvirvo, and the temperament of the mage also made this resemblance not only stay in shape, but also in temperament, but whether it was god-like or like-like, there was still a huge difference compared to the real witch queen, and the voice was fundamentally different.

And there is an obvious flaw in front of her: as an evil summoner who has been dealing with nether creatures for many years, the witch queen Igvirvo has never used positive energy to fight.

But all this is ignored by Grazt, and his fanatical longing for the witch queen (it is hard to imagine that a demon can have such extreme feelings) makes him pour all his love into the person in front of him. There is no doubt. Able to pull his affection away from the other person.

She was Igverv, Perriland's witch queen and his lover.

The positive energy realm was eroded by the power of the Abyss Lord in a few breaths, and a large number of Flo demons who had regained some eyesight rushed towards Penny who was breaking through, and the wizard quickly spat out a few spells, and the strong spell energy bloomed in the realm, rushing the nearby demon group to pieces.

"No weapons! No harm to her! Whoever hurts my sweetheart, I'll chop it up and feed it to the worms!"

Grazt rushed to the target and gave a loud order, showing his 'care' for his lover.

......

The surging spell energy and the furious abyssal source power made the entire plane's sky look vigorous. As the sound of explosions continued to enter the tower from the outside, Misrila stood up, and the apparitions with extraordinary realism killed everyone or monsters around her in an instant, and then she found her way to the lower levels.

She was dumbfounded by what had just happened. It took a moment to realize that this was a great opportunity.

It doesn't seem so easy to get the items the goddess asks for from Penisian.

The wizard's mana amazed her, this is really a genius that is rare in a thousand years, this is only a little old, and the mana is already comparable to her. ...,

No, it can be said that it surpasses her, but she knows very well that with her spell level, she can barely cope with Grazt's not too powerful incarnation, but against Grazt's true body. But there is not much certainty.

Although the Grazt outside the tower did not fight seriously - a battle without the desire to kill was of course a joke for the Demon Lord, but being able to use spells against such Grazt for so long was also quite extraordinary mana.

Although she didn't want to admit it, Misriela still had to accept that this kid's mana was now slightly stronger than hers.

No wonder she can attract the wrath of the goddess, if she returns to Serge, she must be her biggest opponent in the struggle for the hegemony of the red-robed mage society, and she can't keep him.

A deep jealousy arose in her heart.

No matter what she thinks, of course. The task released by Shar still has to continue, while the fight outside is lively, she can go to the lower level first, find the goddess and let her find that thing, and then wait for the battle above to go out and fish in troubled waters when the battle above is almost underway.

This is the most feasible option at the moment.

Even if it's not done. Getting that key is considered to have completed part of the task.

Constantly use illusions and shadow spells full of terrifying power to kill monsters that stand in your way. Even the Barlow Flame Demon was fainted to death under the attack of her Shadow Killer, and through the two layers of secret rooms, a portal with cold air was opened, and a thick layer of ice appeared in front of her eyes.

Misrela exhaled softly, staring intently at what was frozen deep in the ice.

Although the overly thick ice made it look a little blurry, it couldn't hide it from her.

A woman, with her hair a dull gray and a thin body covered with a somewhat wide blue robe.

That's the goal.

Mithrela frowned slightly, she seemed to be thinner than the portrait Shar had shown her, and her hair was not the right color.

It seemed to be some kind of sudden aging, but it was not reflected in the face - it was clean and youthful, and what was particularly noteworthy was a crystal embedded in the forehead that shone with a faint light.

It does look a little weird.

Although it was a little strange, Misriela could still be sure that the thing was in this woman.

The first thing to do was to get the ice out of the way, a question that would be easy for the average wizard stumped her.

She had not studied the arcane arts of the School of Plasticity.

But there was always a way, and she tried to use the Variation Technique, digging a hole in the middle of the ice.

And just as she finished the spell and pressed her hand that had gathered arcane energy against the ice wall, a lazy voice sounded beside her.

"Specialized wizards are trouble, and since it's so strenuous, then you don't need to bother to do it, Mistress Mithrila......"

"Who?" A cold sweat spread across Mithra's forehead, and it had become instinctive for the red-robed mages who were often in contact with combat, especially Mithra, who was a famous spy in her youth as the head of the Frass family of wizards.

Being approached without knowing it was an unthinkable thing for her.

She tilted her head to see the guy who broke this possibility, and was stunned for a moment.

A little boy who looked no more than ten years old, with a smile on his face, tilted his head and squinted at her, the smile looked very cute at first glance, but when he saw it a second time, the cute feeling disappeared, replaced by a kind of fear.

Because he opened his eyes.

The strange pupils made Misrela take half a step to the other side like lightning, but her neck was cold.

Not ice, but a corpse-like claw.

The cold feeling instantly soaked Misrila's body, and she turned her head with difficulty to see the familiar face of the dry corpse: "Sa...... Zastan......

"Long time no see, Misrila. Sazastan greeted with a smile. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )