Plop, the devil did not hesitate and threw Tyrande to the ground. Looking at this, he would kneel down in the next second.
Mai Fan glanced at the audience behind him, put away all the illusions, and said at a volume that only he and the devil could hear: "Do you want to cause panic?"
"If you don't want to, this duel can end here."
Of course, the devil will obey the devil's words.
With inexplicable excitement, he nodded crazily, and then shouted to the boss on the sidelines: "It's over! The duel is over!"
"This boy is my defeated general, but the honor always belongs to his master!"
"His master is the greatest master I have ever seen!"
Wait, what is going on? The boss on the sidelines is the person closest to this duel.
When Mai Fan jumped into the duel arena, he very much hoped that the master could stop the madman in the middle of the arena.
But when Mai Fan walked to the center of the field, Ichika was right in front of him.
It was as if the lenses were covered with water mist and I couldn't see anything clearly.
And just such a moment passed...
By the time he could see clearly, the duel in the field was over.
The person in charge of the duel venue looked at the auditorium outside the venue in a daze.
And the audience in the auditorium was no better than him.
Is this using any racial skills? Or is it a large-scale shielding magic?
No matter which one it is, it is the handiwork of this owner.
And no matter how it is used, the final result is not bad?
Thinking of this, the person in charge of the duel field became excited.
He raised Devil Man's arm high to the people outside the field and shouted loudly: "One end of our scale fell on Devil Man's side."
"The final winner of this duel is Devilman!"
"Congratulations!"
This is their characteristic of racial judgment, and it is also a very authoritative skill.
The wins and losses recognized by them are very rigid.
At this time, Tyrande, who was lying on the ground, had no objection, and neither did the Demon Man, who was considered the winner.
However, their bet was directly changed by the devil.
"Okay, Master, the outcome of the duel has been decided... We, let's talk outside the field."
The other devils who were confronting Mai Fan's attendants in the box were a little stunned.
The scene just now was done by Mai Fan with his back to them...
Like the attendants in the box, they had no idea what was going on inside.
After the demon man carried Tyrande and followed Mai Fan to the box, his companions quickly surrounded him.
"I said Jack, are you being bewitched and manipulated by this cunning guy?"
"How can you say you don't want money... Oh, Wucao... I don't want money!"
As soon as the demon men opened their mouths to complain, they noticed that there was something wrong with the aura of Mai Fan standing opposite.
When they took a closer look, they saw a scene where a person was transformed into a living person.
The process of transforming an ordinary blackened species into the image of a purebred devil.
As for this change, Maifan selectively opened viewing rights to Tyrande and the Harpy, but closed it to the trolls alone.
In Mai Fan's current view, these two people can be trusted, and that one is just a collaborator.
There is no need for people who are completely unfamiliar with him to know his identity.
After he finished transforming his form and showed it...
The harpy suddenly understood why she thought that if she followed Mai Fan, they would evolve into high-level colorful banshees.
This is the influence of the devil's aura, no, it's the devil. To what extent it will be affected, and what they will evolve into... has never been recorded in history!
The performance of the night elves is even more direct.
Tyrande rolled her eyes...and fainted.
"This pretty boy really means nothing."
Devilman Jack kicked Tyrande in disgust, and then greeted Maifan with an extremely warm smile.
"Your Excellency, you are not the master. Don't you know why you came to the Dark City?"
"No matter what you need to do, you can come to us!"
"We devils are the devil's best servants."
"In the past, we were the devil's most loyal apostles!"
"Why does the master go to those unrelated ethnic groups to take advantage of the master!"
"We come from the same sect and are passed down the same line. Devilman is the most loyal subordinate of the devil clan!"
"Yes! Yes!" "That's right!"
Jack's companions all reacted! Damn it! Damn it!
Met a living devil!
To see the devil alive is an opportunity and an honor for the devils of their generation.
Moreover, at first glance, this demon is not a low-level demon, but a demon that can transform and hide its own strength. It can only be said to be a high-level demon, so there is no need to run away.
The most terrifying thing is that this demon came all the way without having any evil thoughts towards the people around him.
It is a terrifying existence that can control its own strength and state of mind.
Often this kind of demon that people cannot see through is the most terrifying thing.
As the inheritance of demons in the human world, it can be said that no race understands demons better than demons.
It is precisely because of understanding that I am so respectful.
And after being so respectful, the feedback given to Mai Fan was...
Phew, the shackles of the middle race have been broken through.
Mai Fan is no longer the poor guy who just reached the threshold of the intermediate level.
He is now filled with the power of faith, admiration and worship of a group of people.
Very pure and powerful, it directly pushed his strength to the peak of the intermediate race.
There is still a chance to break through the intermediate level and upgrade to another stage.
But this aura stopped when it reached this point. Mai Fan knew that it was still a little short of heat.
But it doesn't matter, Mai Fan nodded to the devil man: "I know, don't say it."
"Only for you who have the right to know."
"I have my purpose. I will stay for a few more days and then I will continue my journey."
The demon man was a little anxious: "Where is the master going? We will follow him to the death!"
What do I need so many people for? I’m not going to rebel!
Mai Fan shook his head: "No, you have seen the followers around me, they are enough for now."
"I also understand that you want to follow me, as long as you have the intention."
"When I leave, that troll over there is going to break away from the team."
"They are just our collaborators and contractual partners, not cronies."
"If you want to follow me, you can choose a few people to serve as representatives and stay by my side."
For a marching charge, the knights are enough.
But as a traveling loser... Devilman's fighting ability seems to be more suitable for single-handed provocation.
What Mai Fan said made the devil's somewhat depressed face instantly brighten.