Super Dimensional Wizard

Greya decided not to think about these things for the time being and watch the game first.

After Trom stood up, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face seemed to be turned red by the flames in his chest.

"Devil's Fire." Trom had been living in the abyss before. He was too familiar with the power of demons. He looked at Azaz across from him with scrutiny in his eyes: "Why do you use Demon's Fire?"

Azaz said softly: "I just borrowed his power for a while."

"Him? Who are you talking about, the devil of the abyss?"

Faced with Trom's questioning, Azaz did not answer. He just lowered his head slightly apologetically and said, "I have an agreement with him in advance. I'm sorry I can't tell you."

Since Azaz was unwilling to say anything, Trom did not ask any more questions. Besides, this was not the time to ask questions.

Trom lowered his head and looked at the injury on his chest. The intense pain made him start to have convulsions. He endured the discomfort and took a long breath: "Originally, I planned to use its power when I challenged him. But now it seems that I must write seriously."

"...The power of demons is worthy of my taking seriously."

After speaking, Trom's limbs underwent strange changes. The hands turned into fluffy deer hooves, the thighs began to thicken, the calves became thinner but became firmer and stronger, and the feet also turned into shining hooves.

After all the limbs had changed, Trom's body began to be inexplicably filled with icy frost, like clouds, lingering around his feet and hands.

At the same time, this frosty air slowly froze the burning in his chest. If it cannot be cured in a short period of time, it can only be temporarily frozen and put aside.

While Trom was changing, Azaz did not attack him. This made Trom's impression of Azaz slightly improve, but even if he did attack at that time, Trom would have a way to deal with it.

Because Azaz had behaved in a more "gentlemanly" manner before, Trom gave a warning before taking action: "I'm about to do it, so be careful."

After speaking, Trom transformed into two hooved feet and stamped on the ground.

A crisp sound suddenly appeared when he exerted his strength. The ring beneath his feet suddenly seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, but Trom's force crushed the ice.

Like a cannonball, Trom made a huge sound barrier sound and rushed towards Azaz.

It wasn't until Trom set off that everyone noticed that there was a huge pothole in the ring where he had previously stepped. It's full of broken ice...

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes were filled with horror: It turned out that the ring under Trom's feet was not covered with a layer of ice, but was directly turned into ice by Trom!

Trom had previously punched holes in the arena. It can only be said that he was very powerful. But in the scene just now, even a water apprentice who is proficient in ice needs to construct at least a level three trick to be able to do it!

Trom obviously didn't do any tricks. He just kicked his legs lightly and turned the arena into ice!

It's not a magic trick, it means Trom's own power. If it wasn't shown before, it must be the power he has now when he transforms into a "half-animal state".

What kind of monster bloodline does this terrifying ice power come from?

While everyone was speculating, Trom was already fighting with Azaz. Black fire flashes on one side, while frost and mist lingers on the other. Combined with the rumble that echoes across the sky from time to time, it's like a song of ice and fire intertwined.

As a gourmet wizard, Azaz's previous strategy when facing the bloodline side was to keep the distance as far as possible. But after he borrowed the power of the devil, close combat was actually more suitable for the use of the devil's power.

But after all, Azaz had never systematically learned close combat, and he could only barely cope with Trom's overwhelming attack.

Moreover, in the process of dealing with it, Azaz must also be careful. When resisting Trom's attack, he must attach the power of the devil to neutralize the cold air brought by Trom's attack. Otherwise, Azaz had just accidentally touched a trace of that terrifying frosty air, and it immediately penetrated into Azaz's body, causing constant pain like maggots in his tarsus.

After fighting for about three minutes, Azaz felt that he couldn't keep up with Trom's speed.

Trom gets stronger and faster as he fights. If it continues, he will definitely not be able to resist it all, and once the body is frozen, the result will be difficult to say.

Azaz began to try to break away from this painful stalemate.

Trom naturally discovered this, but it was impossible for him to let Azaz escape so easily, so he moved faster. They also used frost and fog to form a blocking wall, leaving Azaz with nowhere to escape.

Seeing this scene, Azaz gritted his teeth and called in his heart: "Sebastian, I still need to use your power."

Not long after, a distant voice, as if coming from the depths of darkness, came back: "Dear Milolis, of course, as long as the delicacies you offer are in place, I will naturally give you feedback."

After receiving the response, Azaz felt a little calmer. Now that he had Sebastian's promise, Azaz no longer saved anything. He took out most of the demonic power that was originally attached to his body in an instant.

The demonic power formed a black-red ball in his hand.

The aura of terror immediately overflowed, and even those sitting in the audience outside the defensive barrier felt this aura of power that made them tremble.

Trom, who was nearby, felt it the most. He looked at the extremely concentrated demonic power in Azaz's hand, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

When cracks appeared on the black-red ball, Trom's anxiety reached the extreme, and he ran back without hesitation.

The moment Trom turned around, violent explosions, combined with extremely deep darkness, instantly enveloped the ring.

Everyone only saw that Trom seemed to have a force on his back and was rushed out. As for the result, it was shrouded in darkness and no one could see it.

There was silence in the audience. Everyone was shocked by this sudden scene. The terrifying aura of power was still waving around them, making them all close their mouths tightly and even slow down their breathing.

The arena with thousands of people seemed to be still at this moment. In this kind of silence, you can hear even the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

After an unknown amount of time, a sharp voice broke the silence.

"Is Trom dead?"

Although this sentence was a question, it had an inexplicable sense of joy. Everyone turned to look at the source of the sound, and saw a snow crow flying in the air at some point. It stared at the ring with a happy face. The person who spoke... the bird that spoke was it.

Who is this bird? Could it be that he has a grudge against Trom? Otherwise, why would it be happy?

Similar doubts appeared in everyone's mind, but this doubt did not last long. What they paid most attention to was the arena. Although the gossip about love, hate and enmity is also interesting, let’s take it easy after the game is over. The game is still important now.

However, the arena is still shrouded in darkness, and no one can see what's going on inside.

What happened inside?

How is Trom doing?