Create the Age of Magic

Under Horn's gaze, the bishop's body was completely absorbed, leaving only a pair of white silk gloves on the ground.

I don't know whether this glove can't absorb that thing, or whether it doesn't bother to absorb it at all.

Horn curiously picked up the pair of gloves with the hands of a mage, washed them several times with water jets, and then took them to watch.

Although the hidden thing was absorbed cleanly enough, Horn still didn't want to pick up the glove that was full of bright red minced meat without cleaning it. Who knows whether there is any meat residue in the glove.

The material of the glove is very strange, and Horn couldn't figure out the function of this glove for a while.

After simple observation, Horn found that the glove is almost weightless, and even if it is worn on the hand, it does not affect the action at all and is very comfortable. Even if it does not have any special abilities, it is worth collecting.

Just as Horn was preparing for further research, the hairs on his body stood on end, and an unparalleled terror struck Horn's heart.

Because the incomparably powerful mana was transmitted from the ground, this mana was fundamentally different from any mana he had felt on any wizard before. It was a hysterical, chaotic and evil feeling, and it was purely unimaginable. !

Not only the quality, but also the quantity is completely different. Compared with this breath, Luo Wen is like a small water drop and a lake!

just like,

That is the breath of a real devil!

Horn suddenly understood what the absorbed flesh and blood were for, it was a sacrifice for summoning demons!

...

Roland kept panting, the opponent in front of him was the strongest enemy he had ever faced.

Although he is still a little bit worse than the current him, but that is just a high-ranking member of the divine religion, not the pope of the church!

He knew that outside of the Land Abandoned by God, there must be at least a hundred of such churches!

But this didn't dampen his fighting spirit. Since he picked up the king's sword, everyone in the family has been telling him that he will be a king in the future.

And the king,

Don't be afraid of any challenge!

But the problem now is that his fighting spirit is still very strong, but he can't hold on physically. He is only a fighter at the seventh level. Slight advantage.

But there is more than one master of this level in the Church of the God of Space!

The skinny old priest is also a master of this level. The old man who has been behind him, Mr. Vernon, the elder of the collateral Akuin family, is also a fighter of the ninth level, but he is obviously no match for the old priest.

Their strength is very strange, and they will suffer great damage if they are not careful.

As time goes by, the balance of victory will inevitably shift to the priest's side!

Roland wanted to retreat now, but he was a little bit unwilling. Obviously, the thing was almost in his hands, and these damn priests suddenly appeared!

The aftermath of the battle of the four ninth-level masters made the castle dilapidated, and all their subordinates retreated. In this level of battle, low-level transcendents are nothing more than a burden.

The result of the battle between the four of them will determine the ownership of the most precious thing in this ruin, as well as the life and death of the loser.

On an exquisitely shaped high platform in the center of the castle that was already on the verge of collapse, a stone ball the size of a millstone was floating on it.

A faint blue light was revealed from the cracks in the stone, and the space around the stone ball was distorted abnormally.

The things inside seem to have the power to distort space.

This is the most precious thing in the ruins, the object of contention between Roland and the priest.

There are powerful forces around this stone ball, and it will take a lot of time for any party to take it away. The best way is to destroy the opponent first and then take it away slowly.

Just as they were fighting fiercely, an extremely evil breath came out from the ground, it was the breath of a devil!

The battle between the two sides stopped at once, with an incomparable tacit understanding.

Because the breath coming from the ground is a threat to everyone!

If they continue to fight, their final fate is to be swallowed by the thing below!

Immediately after that, there was a long truce, because the thing below would come up at any time. The maintenance of this truce was completely based on the self-discipline of both parties. As long as there was a change in one person, they would start fighting instantly.

But no one would be foolish enough to fight at this time, they were all taking advantage of this opportunity to recover their strength, and no one would continue to fight to the death when they sensed that the devil's aura was at hand.

Demons are the enemy of mankind!

During the tense waiting, the devil's breath became stronger and stronger.

The sound of footsteps came from the passage in the center, and the long-awaited demon finally revealed his figure.

The moment he showed his head, countless powerful attacks hit him.

Everyone knows this is the perfect time to attack this impending evil!

There is a silver light in these attacks that can shatter anything, and there is a real power of space in that light, which is completely different from the divine power attacks of low-level priests. This is the power of the silver-masked man and the skinny old priest.

There are also countless streaks of golden or colorless sharp sword aura, each of which can kill a normal sixth-level wizard and priest. This is the attack of Roland and Vernon.

The powerful attack directly collapsed that passage, and the ground sank more than ten meters, with criss-cross sword marks all over the ground.

Dust filled the entire space.

Clap, there was the sound of something falling to the ground in the dust.

But everyone didn't naively think that the thing that fell was the suspected demon. After all, the breath of magic energy became stronger and more violent.

Roland frowned, and swept over with another sword. This sword was not to kill the demon, but to sweep away the dust.

After a sword strike, the dust cleared away, and everyone finally saw clearly what it was that came to the third floor.

I saw that it was a three-meter-tall, robust creature with black barbs all over its body.

Several goat-like horns twisted and grown on his head, his red eyes revealing a crazy breath, densely packed sharp teeth in his mouth, and a thick tail behind his muscled body.

This body conforms to the image of a demon in everyone's impression, and judging from the constantly distorted substantive magic energy on his body, it is a real demon.

He was still holding a head in his hand, and there was a half body on the ground that had been beaten by various attacks. The sound of falling to the ground should be made by this corpse.

The silver-headed man with puzzled and resentful eyes was very familiar,

That is the head of the leader of the wizard who came to explore the ruins this time.

Ninth-order wizard The Hanged Man!

Going forward five days, my subscriptions are 104, 126, 215, 164, 136... Well, two chapters a day... In addition, there is still no recommendation next week, and I will continue to run naked for the third week