The Endless Shuttle

No one came out, only the sound echoed in the empty room.

After a while, it was as if the room reacted to Rope's words, and somewhere on the wall, an obvious staircase leading to the upper level emerged from scratch.

......Want me to play a level-breaking game?

The corners of Rope's mouth split open, and a nasty smile appeared.

"I'm sorry, I have no plans to play games with you tonight..."

He said regretfully, slowly pulling up his sleeves.

Behind, the wheel of the mighty "Eastern Army God" appeared, and the pointer pointed to the "banteng" pattern while spinning clockwise.

"Besides, if you want me to step into the trap you set up, at least you have to let me see your cute face, right? Bathemelo Lorelia!"

——Tonight, Rope did not plan to play the cards according to the routine.

Chapter 72: The Cruel Demon King, The Queen Like A Red Rose

"——I am the strongest person who holds all victories in hand. No matter man or devil, facing all enemies who thwart their hostility, I will defeat any enemy that stands in the way! Bull with shining golden horns Ah, give me help!"

Yan Ling's high-speed singing, power shining brightly.

The incarnation of Velesrana's "Banteng" was attached to his right arm by Rope, and he pierced the marble-paved ground with just one blow!

The earth sank, and the cracks spread to the surroundings in the vibration.

From the ground, to the walls, to the ceiling, a dark viper swallowed the intact area.

Accompanied by the sound of glass shattering, lime and broken stones continued to fall, and the top of the hall was in jeopardy. Attached to the wall, the magician's meticulously crafted imprints flicker and dim, and the destruction of the carrier directly affects their unexplained effects that they have not yet played, just like a malfunctioning and short-circuited electric light.

--boom!

With the loud noise of heavy objects falling and the raised dust, the barrier between the first floor and the second floor was broken.

Under the huge and unreasonable power of "Banteng", a big hole appeared above Rope's head that could directly see the top of the second floor.

...Has it been reinforced?

Rope frowned, looking at the steel bars that radiated a weak magical light from the fault.

He had originally planned to completely collapse Loreliya's main formation with the blow just now, but it seems that Marshal Demon is not a fool. After seeing Rope's strength, the girl pays great attention to the issue of the solidity of the environment.

A servant of the Caster rank, coupled with a large collection of excellent magicians, under such a response, "Bao" can not destroy the entire Domo Shizuku Hotel is not a strange thing.

"You don't want to fight with me in the open field. Are you guarding my "white horse"? Presumably the external defense of this fortress is equally good, right? Ha... It's really hard work to win, Miss Loreliya. "

Rope laughed, very ironically.

He leaped slightly, jumping from the first floor to the second floor.

The moment he stepped on the dust-stained carpet, it was like Rope stepped on some mechanism. From all directions, the shadows materialized, roaring towards him.

All of them are cursing magic with a high concentration, and ordinary people will be killed immediately even if they get a little bit of it.

But Rope completely ignored him and walked in front of the black cursed sea with the high magic resistance of the godslayer, just like Moses who divides the sea.

"Should I dodge magic in the battle five years ago, and let you have this level of magic that would hurt me?"

Rope blocked the triggered fire magic with his right hand and stroked the wall where the wallpaper was laid.

"——Find them and eat them."

He ordered in a low voice.

The moisture in the air gathered and turned into dozens of magic snakes of water with Luo Pei's palm as the center point. They danced wildly, and all the places where their bodies rubbed turned into pale white lime. Under the water of death in Basatan, inanimate bodies are also given the concept of "death".

Under the order, the water snake got into the wall in an instant.

In about twenty seconds, the movement of human screams was played.

"Ahhhhh!!! What the **** is this!!!"

"Hurry up! Vic! Hurry up and take this snake from me! Hurry up!!!"

"Hey! Can't go out, outside is—"

The door to the room at the end of the corridor was opened.

One man and one woman, two magicians in Clone team uniforms ran out madly. While running, he tried to tear off the water magic snake entwined with them.

But the result of this action only accelerated their deaths.

The male magician stepped into the cursed sea surging on the floor in a panic, and then fell to the ground without any movement. The female magician's luck was worse. Her neck was bitten by the water demon snake, and the nature of the water of death made half of her body become falling lime.

Losing half of her body, coupled with the intense pain caused by the mixture of lime and wounds, the female magician could only fall weakly in front of the door, waiting for the death of death to come amidst the declining wailing.

Immediately, the third magician appeared in Rope's sight.

A young man, probably in his twenties. He glanced sadly at the female magician under his feet, gritted his teeth and pointed the ruby-encrusted attire at Rope.

"I won't let you pass anymore! Devil!" He stared at Rope firmly: "Here, return the life of my companion!"

"Oh!"

Rope's eyes lit up and he quickened his pace.

"Finally I saw a living person. With all due respect, my friend, Clone's hospitality has yet to be learned. But it doesn't matter, it's good to see you. Come and tell me the location of your leader, Miss Bathmelo. Well, I don't want to look for it slowly, I can't wait to have a dinner with the lady."

"FireAndAsh (fire and ash)! Growth (increase)!"

The answer to him was the chant of the second bar of the magician.

The flame briefly dissipated the curse tumbling under his feet, spinning in the narrow space of the corridor, burning, and hitting the black-haired youth like an out of control bull.

Rope stopped.

--opportunity!

The martial arts magician reacted, and a mercury-shaped secret instrument blade popped from under the magic attire.

Strengthening his body regardless of the cost, the moment Luo Pei was attracted by the flames, the young man rushed over like a cheetah through the gap of the cursed sea.

...... The opponent has the resistance of conventional magic, the body is very hard, and can only choose the eyes as the target of attack.

There is only one chance, and the cost of a miss after getting closer is death.

The pressure of betting on life pushed the magician beyond the limit. At the moment when the flames flooded Rope, the young magician who was close enough also shot.