The manor housekeeper took Yan Xing and the others along the luxurious and bright corridor, and then passed through an indoor garden, and came to the main hall of the manor.

The decoration of the main hall is even more retro and luxurious, with various specimens of wild beast heads hanging on the walls to show the courage of the former owner.

Baron Max and the elders of the Witch Mutual Aid Society sat on the sofa, without any intention of getting up to greet the guests.

Yan Xing smiled, walked straight to a sofa opposite them, and sat down.

"My time is limited, so I won't talk nonsense to you." Yan Xing leaned back on the back of the sofa, raised his legs and crossed his arms and said to Baron Max, "Tell me... the people you catch me have a purpose; and how your strength is obtained.

Don't play tricks in front of me, I don't have the interest to play games with you."

Baron Max didn't expect that Yan Xing would be overwhelming when he came in and directly asked about himself.

Out of confidence in his own strength, Baron Max kept the noble smile, and he replied to Yanxing: "Don't think that you are very powerful if you kill two of me.

There have been countless people in the past thousand years who want to destroy the Witch Mutual Aid Society. Some of them are more arrogant than you, but we still remain until now.

Young man, the woman behind you has the blood of a witch in her body and is one of us. Only by giving her to us can she fully exert her power.

I am willing to let go of the grudges between us and invite you to join us and start a new era of mythology together.”

Witch?

Tong Yitong sat beside Yanxing, looking like he was not allowed to enter.

Yan Xing didn't know how these people on the other side related Tong Yitong and the witch, but the other party's answer obviously had nothing to do with his request.

"Age of mythology? I killed you two gods, and you invited me to join. You gods are so frustrated.

Either fight or surrender...

Don't mess with me!"

Yanxing's tone clearly showed impatience and anger.

At the same time, the temperature in the whole room suddenly dropped, and the water exhaled from the nose condensed into a scattered white mist.

"snort!"

Baron Max snorted. On the side where he was sitting, the temperature of the drop quickly rose, and pushed back against Yanxing and Tong Yitong in the cold air.

The forces of both sides formed a balanced confrontation in the middle, with extreme cold and extreme heat accumulated on one plane, forming a translucent film.

The members of the ambushed Witch Mutual Aid Association felt the energy confrontation and rushed out of the hidden room upstairs and downstairs.

The stimulation brought by the battle inspired the power they gained from the demon god Kailong. One by one, the handsome men and beautiful women instantly turned into various monsters that looked like hell creatures.

The battle alchemy puppets drew swords and shields, protecting Yan Xing and the other five in the middle.

Feng Tingyue, Lao Guan, Xiao Li didn't expect that there were so many monsters hidden here. Even if he was used to the big scene, he couldn't help panic.

Yan Xing and Tong Yitong were still sitting on the sofa steadily.

The members of the Witch Mutual Aid Association who completed the transformation did not receive Max's offensive orders, and all stood outside and surrounded the invaders.

Baron Max sat on the sofa calmly, engaging in this air-to-air contest.

He thought of testing Yanxing's strength first and then making the next decision.

In order to show that he had a lot of spare energy, Baron Max even smiled and said to Yanxing: "Your strength surprised me a little, and I was very surprised."

It seems that you have gained strong power from the witch through other channels. But it is not strong enough...

The witchcraft mastered by our witch Mutual Aid Club can be traced back to the last mythical age. By gaining strength and transforming the body, we become a new god.

You just have certain results in gaining strength, but without a strong enough body, you are simply not enough to withstand greater strength."

While speaking, Baron Max's body also changed a little because of the release of energy.

His skin turned red, his hair turned into burning flames, and a pair of demonic horns grew from his forehead.

However, it can be seen that his control over power is far higher than that of Ella and Antoine. The fire outside his body not only did not ignite the flammable objects around him, but could also flow on his clothes.

Baron Max, who had partially transformed, stared at Yan Xing, his eyes turned into vertical pupils, and his blue pupils turned into sulfur.

Max did have a very big psychological advantage at this time.

Because as he said, what kind of power must be carried by what kind of body.

The gods in the last mythological era were either huge or weird, and the body of a mortal could not bear the greatness of God at all.

And Yan Xing on the opposite side...

The energy released so violently but the body did not change at all, which shows that he was pushing his energy to release the body burden on himself.

The smile on his face is just pretending.

Baron Max smiled, increasing the energy output and retreating toward Yanxing's side.

But no push.

The other party also increased its energy output.

snort……

I'll see how long you can last.

Baron Max continued to increase the energy output, and cut a marble coffee table in the middle with cold and heat, and slowly melted half of the marble coffee table.

On the other side, the Dali Temple coffee table was wrapped in the middle with a thick layer of ice.

The energy confrontation has no movement at all.

how so?

Baron Max couldn't believe what he saw. If the mortal body could release such strong energy, it would have exploded long ago.

Ke Yanxing... Why didn't he change anything?

This does not conform to the documentary records passed down by the Mutual Aid Association.

Baron Max's body continued to change with the release of energy. His forehead bulged high, and the demon horns were longer and thicker.

His clothes were not burned, but his swelling body burst into pieces. A pair of demon wings tore open the strips of rags and grow bigger.

But Yanxing still looked the same.

An inexplicable anger arose from Max's heart.

The body of a mortal can actually possess the power of God, which is a blasphemy against God.

"Yanxing! I was surprised by your performance. But just as Prometheus brought the fire to mortals, your actions must be punished by God."

Max, who had completely changed into a demonic form, stood up and yelled, and his tyrannical aura formed a heat wave to expand.

Yan Xing was a little puzzled...

Compare the "internal strength" well, and before you can decide the outcome, you will get angry if you get angry.

But you still have to fight against what you should fight against.

"You dare to call yourself a god even if you have the energy level? God is too worthless, right?"

In the "internal force" competition, Biao Pai has been recording Max's energy output value.

It is obvious that he also obtained the devil's power and the castration version.

Demons are the ultimate creatures of hell, and their symbol of hell is like the symbol of angels to humans.

If you face a real demon, all Yanxing can do is run away.

Run as far as you want.

The strength shown by Max is considered invincible on earth, but according to the standards of the magic world... it is probably a middle-level hero.

It is still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the standard of God.

However, this standard is Yanxing's standard, according to the ancient European standards... This is probably the power of God.

Baron Max was very angry when he was ridiculed like this.

The consequences are serious.

"The offense to God must be at the cost of your life. I will burn you to ashes and purify your soul!"

Baron Max took a step forward, and the floor tiles under the cow's hooves melted instantly.

His eyes stared at Yan Xing through the cold and heat barrier, as if he was about to eat him raw.

At this time, Tong Yitong stood up, she walked to Max, and stepped on the half-filled coffee table with one foot.

"Hey, your opponent is me... Only by defeating me is qualified to challenge Mr. Yan."

Baron Max's eyes were as bright as a bronze bell.

Could it be that after a long time of competing, the witch was the one who competed with me for energy?

How is this possible?

As a medium, the power of witches will never be so strong.

But the extreme cold energy that was pressing over like a mountain wall told Max that the person who fought with him was either Yanxing or the woman in front of him.

At this time, the tyranny from hell completely overwhelmed Max's sanity.
To be continued...