Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 1083 confrontation and goals

The blood is responsive, indicating that Sanders should not be too far away from himself.

Angel lifted his head and looked at the ice floes in the sky: Will Sanders be on it?

But if Sanders is on the top, the voice should not be so embarrassing.

For the first time, Anger encountered this situation. Although he did not know the specific situation of Sanders, he felt a little calmer in his heart. He could sense the breath of Sanders through the blood, which means at least Sanders came out safely from the space channel.

Above the sky, for the sudden emergence of huge ice floes, all demons are in shock.

They did not expect that when the Lord of Fire was about to land on the throne, humans actually broke into La Sudran? ! Why are these people coming here, what are they going to do? The demons are not clear, but they know that the arrival of mankind is definitely not good.

In just a few minutes, the light is the huge airflow that comes with the ice floes, and it has swept away countless demonic lives.

When the ice floes stagnate in the sky, I saw the robes of the front of the ice floes waving a finger, and a large number of wizards behind them flew out like a bird that was out of the cage, instantly obscuring the burning sky.

Although there are many demons, but the wizard is more!

The power of the devil is very powerful, but the skill of the wizard is better than the skill of strength!

If you count the wizards and various alchemy props to assist, the devil is even more difficult to resist. The only advantage of the current devil is that they are in the abyss, and their recovery speed is stronger than that of human wizards.

But the wizard came to La Sudran this time, and he was not a tug of war himself, because the tug of war would inevitably lose. Their goals are very consistent, as long as they hunt Orosia, the rest are not important!

When the wizard personally shot, it was like a locust crossing the border, and the demons in the sky could not organize the team's combat power, causing the helmet to be unloaded in a short time and fleeing.

For a time, the sky that was originally covered by demons was at a loss.

Looking at the demons who were defeated, the eyes of the wizards above the ice floes flashed joy, but they were not happy for too long, they heard Meng Qidao: "There are all the little demons, even a lot of half-blood demons, we can't take it lightly. ""

Meng Qi is not a fake, the most demon in La Sudeland is the little devil.

Just now they can deal with it so easily, they are also little demons. The demons of the middle and above, all watching the battle in the distance, staring at them with their sullen eyes, but did not do it.

The really troublesome opponents are the backbone of these demonic cities.

Meng Qisi squats, whether it is a long-lasting saw or a lightning strike. For these mid-level demons, there will be no great results, so the best choice now is to complete the goal one step ahead of the high-end combat power of the Devil City.

Meng Qi looked up at the sky and the fire pattern jumped.

He can feel it faintly, and behind the fire pattern, it seems that a powerful force is being born.

What the flame of the sky means, Monch is still unclear for the time being, but what he knows is that the place where the fire pattern is connected is the location of the road in Ortesia that Kanter said!

Monch followed the hidden fire pattern and eventually targeted a building in the southern suburbs of La Sudland.

To put it bluntly, the building is completely empty, and it is completely different from other areas that have been turned into a sea of ​​fire. Quiet is like a hidden person of the past.

"Samantha, manipulating the ice floes to go here!"

When Monch looked to the southern suburbs, Kanter and Sanders were also looking in the direction of the southern suburbs.

"Hey, when I saw it before, Angel was in the wooden house in the woods in the southern suburbs." Kanter frowned. "Now, it is all about the fire, and I don't know where he went?"

Sanders also looked at the past, almost all of them are lava pools burning in flames, watching the fierce burning flame, at least the middle-order flame demon fell there.

There is no sign of life in a sea of ​​fire.

Sanders had a tight heart and some worried about the situation of Angel. But soon he came back again. Although these flames are very fierce, it is not difficult to escape at the speed of Anger. Besides, there should be a black woman around him. The strong man is on the side. His safety should be innocent.

"Oh, I didn't think that Angel was really in La Sudran. He appeared here. What is it for? And, the woman next to him, what is the situation, it should not... He wants to betray my family. Lie?"

Sanders squinted at Kanter and ignored his horse on his mouth. Instead, he closed his eyes and felt the blood.

Since Angel is still in La Sudran, so close, I don't know if I can deliver the news?

After a long while, Sanders frowned. He could vaguely feel that Angel should be nearby, but he could not lock his position. His position was erratic, like being rolled up by the wind. Feathers, nowhere to fall, nowhere to settle.

Sanders sighed and thought that this time it failed again.

However, just as Sanders was about to undo the induction, a sound suddenly came into his ear.

"Guide, is that you? Where are you?"

The sound quality of Anger is between young and young, clear and sleek, not only pleasing to the ear, but also highly recognizable.

After Sanders heard the echo of Angel, his eyes lit up and he immediately called again to ask for the status and position of Angel. However, no matter what Sanders said, there was no response on the opposite side.

"Hey, can't the instructor hear me? Or, I just got it wrong, isn't the instructor talking?" The echo of Angel's doubts came from the opposite side.

After that, Sanders wanted to feel again, but there was no way.

Although he did not get the specific situation of Anger, but from the communication, Angel could mutter himself, his situation should not be too bad... Sanders’ heart is dark: maybe, the situation of Anger is better than Everyone who comes to the scene must come comfortably and safely.

In this case, Sanders also gave up a little.

He does have no way to find Anger now.

Sanders looked around, unconsciously, the odd-shaped mid-level demon finally appeared around the ice floes and surrounded them.

The strength of the ordinary mid-level demon is at least calculated by the true level. The middle-level top demons are at least the second-class strength.

Around the ice floes, there were more than twenty middle-class demons, and they were facing each other with a sly expression.

Although not yet hands-on, it is clear that these demons are blocking them. Without solving the demons, it is difficult for them to move on.

"Humans... hateful humans...", "eat them.", "Hey - the human brain is best eaten. After the last breath, I have never forgotten.", "Human What kind of sparks will the flesh and blood burn?"

The vague syllabic syllabary, with threatening words, was introduced into the ears of the wizards.

Speaking of it, I don’t know whether it’s the habit of inheriting from the demon ancestors. The devil’s love for pre-war nonsense is more frequent than many wandering wizards. For those who are not good, it may cause psychological stress, but for them, these have no meaning at all.

"Breakthrough and start fighting."

......

The battle dance in the sky has never stopped.

The drama of La Soutland is not only the focus of Favna, but also a lot of power in the abyss.

In the cemetery of the resting place, there is a beautiful sound of the piano and a female voice.

Suddenly, the music stopped abruptly.

In the tavern in the center of the cemetery, Balalaika, who played the crystal harp, suddenly stopped. She looked up at the unknown void, and her eyes waved with deep thoughts.

"The new king of fire, actually born in the half-blood demon, is interesting."

Soon, Balalaika regained his gaze, and his long, white fingers were placed on the strings of the crystal harp. The snake's tail biting on the little finger was a faint glow. As the action started again, the melodious music re-exuded, but Unlike the previous serenade, this time Balalaika popped up with a poem full of epic feelings.

In the bottomless abyss, in an indescribable world.

The night is paved in the sky, and the soft moon shines on the earth.

It is hard to imagine that there will be such a world in the abyss of innocence and no night, with a gentle night and a starry sky.

It is a pity that the night is beautiful and there is no life to appreciate.

The land of the moon shines ridiculously, except for the dry earth, there is no green here. This is an abandoned world, no creature can survive here for a long time.

But in this uninhabited world, there is a building that is incompatible with the environment.

This building has a sense of solemnity and solemnity. It is built in the heart of the bustling human society and should not appear here.

The spires of the spires flashed with dazzling lights; the painted glass windows have a sense of religious solemnity; and the various statues of the gods portrayed outside the building give the building a sense of solemnity.

This is a library.

Although it looks like a religious sanctuary, there are bookshelves filled with books under the chandeliers.

Although there are countless collections here, the entire library is empty and there is only one life.

It was a petite, tailed demon, sitting in front of a large desk, holding a pen in his hand on a parchment, making a rustling sound, and the lights on the table were slowly burning, and the dim light was shining. This quiet study.

Suddenly, this only the tip of the tail devil broke when writing a vocabulary.

It stunned and looked at the word that it only wrote half: "Aspen..."

A strange laugh came from its mouth.

After laughing, it suddenly looked back to somewhere in the void. It saw the sky where the flames converge, and also saw the battle between the devil and the human.

However, these can not afford any interest in it, its eyes gathered in a tall figure with a porcelain white mask.

Its gaze carries a hint of indelible light.

After a long while, it took back the line of sight, lowered his head and took a quill from the desk, and wrote a paragraph on the parchment with a bottle of fresh and faint ink.

"The source fire is the key, the boundless void leads to the old days. The glory buried in Asgard will be opened."

After the passage was recorded, it inserted the parchment on his tail.

At this time, it is like a hooked tail, not only parchment, but also books of various colors.

These books are written in various languages, one of which has a book on the spine, clearly written in human lingua franca: "The study and improvement of the abyss literature."

(End of this chapter)