The Amazing Journey of the Knight of the Ring

Demiurge's hands had turned into sharp claws over 15 centimeters long, but he didn't choose to fight Ralph in close quarters. Instead, he spread the demon's wings and flew about [-] meters into the sky, Countless black feathers were fired at Ralph, piercing Ralph like sharp arrows.

After the short fight just now, Demiurge keenly discovered that even after experiencing a superposition magic, Ralph did not seem to be affected in any way, and even if he did not wear armor, he still showed amazing swordsmanship.

Out of fear of the Lord of the Rings sword, Demiurge chose to use a long-range attack and wanted to solve Ralph in this way.

The feathers seem to be soft, and each piece is very slender, even somewhat similar to tentacles.

As long as it touches the human body, it can be easily crushed.

Dense feathers shrouded the entire battlefield.

But Ralph was not afraid at all. The Lord of the Rings sword slashed out with force, and the fiery half-moon-shaped sword light suddenly slashed out, burning the oncoming feathers to ashes. Sky.

boom--!

The Devil's Claw and the Soul Steel Sword collided, and arc-like sparks erupted, but Demiurge could clearly perceive that his claws were dissolving because of the characteristics of the opponent's weapon.

That's right, it's like the human body that touches the sulfuric acid and keeps dissolving.

"What kind of weapon is this?!"

He couldn't understand what kind of weapon could have such a powerful restraint on him, Demiurge couldn't help roaring.

At the same time, dark flames emerged from his whole body.

This is the fire of hell, and it is also the magic that Demiurge is good at. Even high-level magic equipment can be easily melted by this flame. However, the fire of hell can not only perform long-range attacks, but also reach a level similar to that of raging fire. Inflammation effect.

"Um?!"

Feeling the heat, which was enough to melt the rock, Ralph quickly evacuated.

He is still far from this thing without wearing armor.

However, if he thinks that he is helpless, then he is too underestimated.

"Bound!"

The magic pen appeared in his hand, and the Chinese characters written in the sky turned into a rope that bound Demiurge's body, and even the fire of hell could not stop it.

"what?!"

Before he could react, Ralph made an unexpected move, he even threw the sword of the Lord of the Rings directly at Demiurge.

In an unexpected way of play, Ralph, a warrior, faced Demiurge, who was good at magic, and even pulled away and threw his weapon as a disposable item. There is no more dizzying play than this. .

You must know that although Demiurge is limited in size, his demon wings can still shoot feathers.

As expected, Demiurge sneered, and countless jet-black feathers shot out in succession, accurately slashing the Lord of the Rings sword, and the remaining feathers continued to rush towards Ralph.

In the next second, Ralph was about to be pierced by the arrows.

However, this is not the case.

Ralph raised the magic pen and drew a spell as the pen tip rotated, and countless thunders erupted from it.

Don't forget, he's also a Lord of the Rings mage.

Although the level of spells is very mediocre compared to the knights, after so many years of training, they still have a fairly good level, at least it will not be a hindrance to deal with the current situation.

Seeing that his feathers were shot down by the thunder, Demiurges was startled at first, and then he suddenly felt the wind whistling behind him.

Puff-!

The Lord of the Rings Sword, which had been blown away, seemed to be alive, attacked from behind, and cut off one of Demiurge's wings neatly.

Blood splattered, and with Demiurge's shrill cry of pain, he hit the ground heavily.

"what?!"

Seeing this, Cocytus planned to go to support, but he was firmly blocked by Emma.

"Sorry, it's best not to be distracted when fighting with me."

After all, Emma pulled the trigger, and the silk thread surrounding Cocytus tightened in an instant, trying to crush Cocytus.

But in the next second, countless cold lights flashed.

The big sword danced in the hands of Cocytus.

The thread was cut off with ease.

"It's useless, a mere thread can't be better than my sharpest weapon!"

"Really, what about this one?"

When Cocytus cut the silk thread, he was greeted by Gatlin, who was braving blue fire.

[807.Chapter 54 Dimiurge in Distress]

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The night in the capital was deep, as deep as Demiurge's heart.

why?

He roared inwardly.

Why is this man in front of him so tenacious?