For a moment, his lips were trembling and he could not pronounce clear and accurate syllables. His tongue seemed to be tied up in knots, and the spell stopped.
The magic of Hell Refiner failed, and the Starfall technique disappeared into the fear of Hell Refiner before it appeared.
A strong "magic regression" appeared immediately, which is a manifestation of out-of-control magic. The more powerful a magic is, the stronger the impact of "magic regression" will be after it fails. This is why the formal magician association will formulate a magic
There is a grading system.
If a rookie mage rashly studies and casts difficult spells, the probability of spell failure will be very high, and the result of failure is something that the rookie mage cannot bear.
Starfall is the top magic in the existing magic system. Among the magicians' associations in the world, all the magicians who have access to this magic are famous great magicians.
The consequences of such a magic failure are devastating to ordinary mages. The absolute power of magic can turn the smartest guy into an idiot.
But Hell Demon is not an ordinary mage. Although the powerful magical power is constantly impacting Hell Demon's brain, for a moment he only feels that a force has messed up his brain, and all the spells have become
It was scattered and messy, but he could still withstand the magic power of such a thing.
After all, he is the top devil in hell. It only takes a while for him to recover soon.
But now, the hell demon can only float in the air blankly for a moment, and he can do nothing but try to deal with the magic turbulence raging in his body.
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No one here would pursue a fair contest. Before the demons in Hell had recovered, Liadrin's second magic had been completed.
Countless chains suddenly pierced out from the void and locked the four hell demons. These chains were translucent, as if they would disappear into the air at any time.
This is not a real chain, and these chains cannot hinder the actions of the demons in hell. This is a space chain.
The hell demons locked by this chain can no longer escape through space spells. For the hell demons who have entered the attack range of Iloth, it is enough to ensure this.
At this time, the hell demon had just woken up from the magic regression, but all he saw was a figure suddenly appearing.
Elos just appeared in front of the hell demon, and he launched the attack without any unnecessary words or actions.
Illos flipped forward and somersaulted, then slammed the heel of his back foot into the face of the hell demon, and violently trampled the hell demon down from the sky.
Then Iroth summoned Kungunir, which turned into a long sword.
He spotted the position, stopped suddenly, jumped up, and drew a beautiful half-moon arc from bottom to top with his long sword.
"Wait, I admit defeat." The hell demon shouted loudly: "Spare me, you can't kill me, I have important things!"
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Elos then turned his wrist and struck the hell demon's spine hard with the back of his sword.
With a shrill scream, the two fell from the sky.
"Okay, if you have anything to say, just say it." Illos slowly walked to the side of the hell demon. He held the sword in one hand and pressed the blade directly on the neck of the hell demon.
The hell refining demon swallowed his saliva and then said: "My, my name is..."
"No one is interested in knowing your name." Elos said impatiently: "You'd better tell me the important things you said quickly. I'm not very patient. Maybe I won't be interested in listening to you the next moment.
That’s nonsense.”
"Yes, yes! I'm telling you, please don't kill me. Here's the thing. I'm just a demon from lower hell who is responsible for delivering letters. I brought the letter from Lord Mostima!"
"Mostima?" Elos frowned and asked, "Which Mostima?"
The hell refining demon chuckled:
"How many Mastima are there in the first level of hell? Of course it is Lord Mastima, the lord of our Sloth Hell. Now you know, take this thing away from you, this weapon is too dangerous.
.What should I do if someone hurts me? It’s fine if they didn’t know my identity at first, but now that they know I am the lord, why don’t they be more respectful? Do you want to die?”
"Oh? Are you really a subordinate of Lord Mostima?"
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Elos ignored the provocation of the Hell Demon. He just sneered and asked: "Anyone can talk nonsense, so since you are the messenger, where is the letter? I need to confirm your identity."
The hell refining demon breathed a sigh of relief, and then he laughed: "Yes, yes, you are very cautious. Don't get excited, I will take out the letter soon, but only the castle owner is qualified to read it.
Do you have the qualifications for this?"
"My credentials are hanging around your neck."
Elos gently scratched the hell demon's skin with the blade, letting him feel the coldness coming from the blade.
"Besides, I am the owner of this bloody castle in front of you. I don't think you need me to provide proof, right?"
"No, no," the hell refining demon said quickly: "I believe you, absolutely believe you. I will recite a secret word below, just to take out the letter, not a spell, so hold the sword steady and don't get excited.
?"
Elos raised his chin, signaling to hurry up.
So the hell refining demon chanted a word in the language of purgatory, and then he slowly inserted his hand deep into a hidden space that Elos couldn't see.
After a while, the hell demon took out a piece of letterhead from the space. The letterhead was folded into a neat square, and the letterhead was sealed with blood-red magic sealant at the junction.
The ink pad is engraved with the emblem of red lips, sharp teeth and daggers - this is indeed the emblem of Mostima.
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"This is our Lord Mostima's unique badge. The red ink pad must be soaked with hot blood before it can be opened. If it is opened by force, the entire letter will be burned."
The hell refining demon said proudly: "How is it? This is true, and even if you don't believe in this badge, you can always feel the evil breath wrapped around this badge anyway, so you should believe it next time
I’ll do it.”
"Ah! I believe you." Elos said, lifting the long sword in his hand slightly, so that the long sword was a little farther away from the hell demon's neck: "But do you still need a favor?"
"Hey, we are all brothers from Hell, tell me what you are doing!" The Hell Refiner tried his best to put a smile on his face, but the smile soon solidified.
"I'll lend you your blood." As Ilosi said this, he pierced the sword into the Hell Demon's throat, and then quickly pulled it out. The blood flowed from the Hell Demon's neck like a fountain.
The wound gushed out, and the blood spurted up about as high as a person.
Eloise reached out his hand casually and let the blood wet and soak the letter.
The ink pad on the letterhead is like a water-absorbing sponge, absorbing all the blood and eventually disappearing.
"Make him disappear!" Elos said and walked aside with his sword. The soul of the hell demon had been sucked into the body. At this time, the blood-spurting corpse was just an empty shell.
"No," Liadrin said reluctantly as she looked at the corpse of the Hell Demon, "This is a very rare material."
"If someone knew that there was a corpse of a hell demon in your storage room, and that this guy was still a subordinate of the lord, if that happened, do you think we would be better off?" Eloise opened the letter and said again.
"Okay!" Liadrin shrugged and cast the dissociation spell on the corpse of the hell demon.
The light green ray shot out from Luo Xing's fingertips and hit the corpse of the hell demon, turning the corpse into a pile of powder, which was then blown away and disappeared in the wind.
Eloise had no time to pay attention to that. At this time, his attention was completely attracted by the contents of the letter.