The demons like waves kept coming in like countless, and the ferocious malice seemed to turn into substance and pounced on Chen Fei. As the sword in his hand swung countless zombies fell down, but the vacant position was immediately filled with more zombies, and they could not be killed at all. I don’t know how long it took to kill, and even the innate recovery power could not keep up with the consumption speed of internal energy. There was no other existence in the field of vision except zombies. Suddenly, the sword in his hand made a dull and wobbly sound and turned into pieces and scattered on the ground. At the same time, a stinging pain came from his chest and abdomen. Chen Fei slowly lowered his head, and an ice-blue giant claw passed through his chest, and the bright red heart was pulsing unwillingly in the hideous five fingers.

"Ah...huh~"

Chen Fei suddenly sat up from the bed, and the fine beads of sweat covered the young man's pale forehead. Amid the heavy breathing, the scenes around him clearly reflected in his dark eyes. Although some years ago, they were still very neat wooden houses. A small table stood next to them, with several sharp blades emitting hideous cold light on them. Although the sky outside the window was still dark and red, there was no demon, no blood, and naturally there was no powerful demon lord.

...Yes, it's been seven days, that thing...

The breathing sound became calmer, and Chen Fei's body fell straight on the bed, a hint of emotion flashed through his dark pupils, and he sighed softly.

At that time, the blacksmith in Roger Camp, and Odin's sister, Chasi, arrived in time with the weapons given by Lord Akara. Otherwise, Chen Fei's fate would probably be to die with the corpse. It was even possible that his soul would be taken to the Burning Hell and transformed into an Immortal Demon. With the power of the magical potion of the Diablo World, Chen Fei's injuries quickly recovered. However, after a long period of killing, even if the demons were killed, it would have a huge impact on Chen Fei's mind. Now, as soon as he closes his eyes, he will recall the scene at that time.

...Blood, killing and death...

"Forget it, I can't sleep anymore, go out for a walk." Sighing a little depressedly, Chen Fei lazily got up from the bed. As a warrior who stopped the disaster of the demon tide, even though the housing in Roger camp was very tense, the young man still got a small wooden house that belonged to him, and from then on he stayed away from Odin's destructive voice. Unfortunately, he was not sleeping as well as he was at that time. At least, he could still have the right to have a good dream at that time.

After putting the clean leather armor on his body one by one, Chen Fei's mood slowly calmed down. After experiencing several life-and-death battles and crazy killings, now, except for his comrades, only weapons and equipment can give him a sense of security. Perhaps, this is the trauma that he does not want to be known to the elites of the hundred battles.

Hanging a long sword at his waist, Chen Fei slowly opened the thick door of the wooden house. A petite figure seemed to have not expected that the latter would hit Chen Fei's arms as if he had opened the door at this time. It was obvious that wisps of white mist slowly rose from the girl's face. The atmosphere between the two of them was stiff for a moment, and then the fair little hand of the girl in a witch robe pushed Chen Fei hard. The power of this petite figure was so huge that it did not belong to the girl, which pushed Chen Fei's figure back. The clear pain made the corners of the young man's mouth twitch subconsciously.

...This kind of power...Miss, your father is a barbarian...

...Being a witch simply burys your talent, girl...

"So, Nora, is there anything you have to come to me? Shouldn't you be meditating and practicing where Lord Akara now?" After gently rubbing the place pushed by the girl, Chen Fei looked at the girl wizard in front of him helplessly. He was wearing a simple wizard robe and his long purple hair was casually dispersed on his shoulders, making this girl, who was only sixteen years old, look a little mature than her age. The clear frost, the fluctuations of thunder and flames were wrapped in affectionately around the girl like a guardian of a king. The faint wave of destruction made Chen Fei smack his tongue.

...The strong elemental control is worthy of being a witch genius who claims to have the talent of a god...

...It's a pity that the combat power is a little weaker...

"I'm not here to find you! Mortals, don't think that you've had a chance to save my life, and I'll be grateful to you." As if you were insulted, the girl's slender eyebrows were raised high, and her purple eyes stared at Chen Fei like a cat with a hairy blown. "If Lord Akara hadn't asked me to inform you to find her, I wouldn't have come to your doghouse, hum!"

The petite nose snorted fiercely, and the witch girl turned around and left like a proud swan, leaving behind a young paladin wearing leather armor alone in the wind.

.........

Camp Roger, Church of Blind Eyes.

Chen Fei gently pushed open the empty wooden door, and Akara, wearing a purple robe, was sitting safely on a chair. Seeing Chen Fei pushing the door open and smiling kindly, he waved to him to signal him to go over. Next to Akara, two familiar figures were standing obediently, and they were the barbarians Odin and Kasha.

Frowning with some confusion, Chen Fei walked over slowly, leaned over and saluted slightly, "Sir Akara, Ri'an. Is there anything wrong with calling me here?"

"It's nothing big, either." Akara smiled softly, took out a package from the nun's ring in her hand and placed it on the table, gently pushing at Chen Fei, "Just just give you the reward you deserve, and ask about your plans for the last period."

"Hmm? What are the plans for the latest time?"

Chen Fei, who had just picked up the package from the table, raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked in confusion. "Yes, this time you successfully defeated the Demon Lord's body and got angry. This is a good thing, but..." He sighed slightly, and a clear worry appeared on Akara's peaceful face, "but it also exposed the sight of more Demon Lords. Although your strength is good, it is still very dangerous once a stronger demon appears. Therefore, Odin and Kasha are ready to conduct subdivision cultivation within the ** to deal with greater challenges. What about A Fei? Do you need me to recommend to you to enter the Paladin Camp for further practice?"

"Well, thank you for your kindness, Lord Akara, but I have other methods of practicing, so I won't go." After pondering for a moment, Chen Fei decisively rejected Akara's proposal. Unlike Odin and his friends who have advanced combat skills, Chen Fei's own skills were completely engraved in his mind in the form of memory. He could practice quickly according to those memories, not to mention that he had to return to the main world, and going to the Paladin camp was completely worth the effort.

"Is that so? It's such a regret..." Shaking his head with a little disappointment, but without saying anything more. The elderly nun took out three scrolls from the drawer under the table and handed them to Chen Fei and the other two. His gentle voice was expecting: "These are three space teleportation scrolls. No matter where you are, you can tear them open and return to Roger Camp... Children, I look forward to the results of your practice."

"Well, I will never let it go."

He nodded slightly and replied, but a trace of regret flashed in Chen Fei's heart: Chen Fei came to this world under the influence of the two spatial forces of the system and Bar, and the power of the system alone could not open the channel of the dark world. Once he returned to the main world, there would be no more meeting. Erin and Black Cat, who vowed to kill, could only give up. After all... all the demon bodies are in the hell plane.

After sighing slightly, Chen Fei took the scroll with blue light, his heart felt a little depressed. At this moment, the long-lost electronic synthesizer suddenly rang in the heart of the young man, causing his dark pupils to shrink instantly.

"The host comes into contact with the spatial coordinate object-Rogue Camp Teleportation Reel."

"Add to add spatial coordinates to the system?"
Chapter completed!