The Endless Shuttle

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

A moment later, as if the room reacted to Rope's words, somewhere on the wall, an obvious staircase leading to the upper floor emerged from nothing.

...Want me to play a breakout game?

The corners of Rope's mouth were split open, and a nasty smile was pulled out.

"Sorry, I don't plan to play games with you tonight..."

He said regretfully, and slowly rolled up his sleeves.

Behind it, the wheel of the powerful "Military God of the East" emerges, and the pointer points to the pattern of "Bull" in a clockwise rotation.

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

——Tonight, Luo Pei has no plans to follow the routine.

Chapter 72: Cruel Demon King, Queen Like a Red Rose

"——I am the strongest, and I hold all victories in my hands. No matter man or demon, I am the one who defeats all enemies, and I will crush any enemy that stands in my way! The bull with the shining golden horn Ah, give me aid!"

The high-speed chant of Yan Ling, the power shines brightly.

The incarnation of Veleslana's "Bull" was attached to his right arm by Rope, and it pierced through the marble-paved ground with just one blow!

The ground sank, and the cracks spread to the surroundings amidst the vibrations.

From the ground, to the wall, to the ceiling, it devoured the intact area like a pitch-black poisonous snake.

With the sound of glass shattering, lime and broken stones continued to fall, and the top of the hall was in danger. Attached to the wall, the imprints carefully crafted by the magicians flicker, and the destruction of the carrier directly affects their unexplained functions, just like a malfunctioning and short-circuited electric light.

--boom!

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

Under the enormous and unreasonable power of the "Bull", a large hole appeared on the top of Luo Pei's head, allowing him to directly see the top of the second floor.

...was it hardened?

Luo Pei frowned, looking at the steel bars emitting faint magic light from the fault.

He originally planned to completely collapse Lorelia's main formation with the blow just now, but it seems that Marshal Mo Dao is not a fool. After seeing the power of Rope, the girl paid great attention to the stability of the environment.

With a servant of the Caster class and a large number of outstanding magicians, it is not surprising that the "Big Bull" cannot destroy the entire Tama Shizuku Hotel under such a response.

"If you don't want to fight with me in the open air, are you guarding against my "White Horse"? Presumably the external defense of this fortress is also excellent, right? Ha... You really worked so hard to win, Miss Lorelia. "

Rope laughed, very ironically.

With a light leap, he jumped from the first floor to the second floor.

The moment he stepped on the dust-stained carpet, it was as if Rope had stepped on some mechanism. From all directions, shadows materialized and roared towards him.

All of them are high-concentration curse magic, and ordinary people will die immediately if they touch even a little bit.

But Rope completely ignored it, relying on the godslayer's high anti-magic power to walk in front of the black cursed sea, just like Moses who divided the sea.

"Could it be that my avoidance of magic in the battle five years ago gave you the illusion that this level of magic would hurt me?"

Luo Pei blocked the triggered fire magic with his hand, and stroked the wallpapered wall with his right hand.

"—find them and eat them."

He ordered in a low voice.

Moisture gathered in the air, and with Luo Pei's palm as the midpoint, it turned into dozens of water snakes. They danced wildly, and the places where their bodies brushed were all turned into light white lime. Under the water of death in Basatan, the inanimate body is also endowed with the concept of "death".

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

After about twenty seconds, the movement of human screams started.

"Ahhh!! What the hell is this!!"

"Quick! Vic! Get this snake off of me quickly! Quickly!!!"

"Hey! Can't go out, it's—"

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

A man and a woman, two magicians in the uniform of the Clone brigade ran out madly. While running, they tried to tear off the water snake wrapped around them.

But the result of this action is only to accelerate their death.

In a panic, the male magician stepped into the surging sea of ​​curses on the floor, and then fell to the ground without moving. The female magician was less lucky. Her neck was bitten by the water snake, and the characteristics of the water of death turned half of her body into lime that kept falling.

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

Immediately, the third magician appeared in Luo Pei's sight.

Young male, probably in his twenties. He glanced sadly at the female magician at his feet, gritted his teeth and pointed the ruby-studded dress at Rope.

"I won't let you pass again! Devil!" He stared at Luo Pei: "Right here, return my companion's life!"

"oh!"

Luo Pei's eyes lit up and he quickened his pace.

"I finally saw a living person. With all due respect, friends, Clone still needs to learn how to treat guests. But it doesn't matter, it's good to see you, hurry up and tell me the location of your leader, Ms. Bathmelo Well, I don't want to take a long time to look for it anymore, I can't wait to have a banquet with the lady."

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

What answered him was the chanting of the second bar of the magician.

The flame briefly dispelled the curse that was churning under his feet, and it spun and burned in the small space of the corridor, rushing towards the black-haired youth like an out-of-control bull.

Rope stopped in his tracks.

--Chance!

The magus of the fighting faction reacted, and ejected a quicksilver-shaped mystery blade from the bottom of the magic dress.

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

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

There is only one chance, and the price of missing after closing the distance is death.

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