Demon King

　　 The ninth day of the league in the morning.

　　 Several camps were built in a woodland. This is the camp of the Feathered Sorcerer’s Monastery.

　　 There are only nine people in the camp. This is the only remaining student in the Feathered Sorcerer’s Monastery. The warlock stayed here to heal his wounds.

　　In the main tent, the warlock looked sulky and resented.

　　The Warlock team ranked in the top ten in points, but he was very ambitious, and the goal was only champions. He was very dissatisfied with the current results. The group of cannon fodder in his eyes was in conflict, which made him unexpected.

　　 Suddenly, the ground vibrated slightly, and the warlock was uneasy. He led the players out of the camp, and was shocked.

　　 More than a dozen wild beasts came out of the forest, roaring and roaring.

"what happened?!"

　　The warlock was so shocked, everyone thought that the beasts had been wiped out, how could they still appear?

　　 If it weren't for the absence of beasts, the Resistance Alliance would not easily fight inwardly.

　　 Barlow rode a dashing tiger, rushing towards the warlock with his sword, murderous.

　　 The warlock recognized Barlow, his expression changed, as if he had thought of something, his face was incredulous.

　　 "Escape, run away!" The Warlock yelled. He was a little panicked. He had guessed that the four of Ivo and the Beast would join forces. He had a foreboding that the direction of the league would change drastically.

　　The warlock teammates fled in panic, Barlow shouted, the group of beasts circled around the nine warlocks, without a word, they swooped up.

　　 Barohaha laughed, swinging his sword and slashing to create a white frenzy.

　　……

　　All the weak teams stationed in the forest were attacked by the herd at almost the same time.

In the residence of 　　 University of Artists Academy, the alchemists kept pulling out alchemy bombs to hinder the charge of the herd.

　　 The leader of the herd is Hades.

　　 Hades flashed into the crowd, his dagger was like a streamer, wandering swiftly, eliminating one after another alchemist.

　　 Close combat is the weakness of low-level mages. Being close by an assassin can only end in slaughter.

　　 Hades’s [flickering] war pattern is an assassin’s magical skill.

　　The students of the Ice and Bell Academy were also attacked by the herd. It was Ande who led the team. Of course, Ande, who lacked offensive ability, was not the opponent of the werewolf brothers, so there were two silver creatures following him.

　　 The hill giant subspecies roared and stamped its feet, stepping on a circle of seismic waves, and the wood element-covered vines entangled the enemy like a python, slowly tightening it, unable to break free.

　　 Victor shouted in grief and indignation: "With the help of the power of the beast, you are all sinister cowards!"

　　 In the forest, all weak teams were attacked, and the whole line blossomed.

　　 The sudden change stunned all the audience, their mouths grew in shock, and all the squares where they could watch the league were plunged into a strange atmosphere of silence.

　　 The audience originally thought that the situation was settled and the Seed Academy was the final winner, but unexpected circumstances occurred.

　　 In mid-air, Ivo rides on the back of the steel-winged griffin, overlooking the battle, and the huge forest is constantly shining sparsely.

　　He has a calm face, pointing in the direction of a stronghold, "Let’s not be idle, we will meet the geniuses of the Seed Academy."

　　 The steel-winged griffin neighed and dived from mid-air.

　　 The wind swept across his cheeks, Ivo grabbed the feathers of the steel-winged griffin with one hand and Metos in the other. His face was stern, ready to jump off at any time.

　　 Approaching the stronghold quickly, the students inside also spotted the swooping steel-winged griffins, and raised their heads. The most conspicuous of them was Coria in a robe, her expression in astonishment.

　　 This is the base of Seabird Academy.

　　 When approaching a hundred meters from the ground, Ivo jumped down, like a meteorite falling, and a war spear smashed down. It contained huge kinetic energy, and the mighty momentum seemed to be able to split the mountains.

　　 Coria was very surprised, she never thought that someone would fall from the sky to attack.

This kind of unrelenting assault method is very unfavorable for a mage. A panic flashed across Coria’s face, raising her hand to construct a mana shield and a physical mental barrier. A barrier of invisible and azure blue surrounds her. Companions attacked and blocked Ivo.

　　 Ivo's face was serious, and the earth quickly approached in his sight. He activated the mana furnace to protect his body, directly smashed Coria's shield, and smashed with a spear domineeringly, and the wind was fierce.

"The majesty of Queen Juno!" The crystal ball in Coria's hand was shining, and an irresistible repulsion broke out. Everything around her was squeezed out five meters away, Ivo's figure in mid-air. Pushed away from a distance, a brave spear drew on the ground, and with a bang, several large cracks were smashed into the ground.

　　 Ivo drew a spear to the approaching student, and looked at the crystal ball in Coria's hand solemnly. The majesty of Queen Juno is a fifth-level witchcraft, and the crystal ball is a very powerful magic item.

　　 The trainees gathered around, the steel-winged griffin fell into the crowd, and its feathers shot, dragging all the enemies.

　　 Ivo faced Coriya alone, he entered a fighting state, his muscles bulged, his body stretched a circle, and his fighting spirit was strong. "Let me see how strong you so-called geniuses are."

　　 "Who is this person? A little familiar." Correa was shocked, but also a little confused.

Ivo’s current image is very easy to make an impression. He has a white head and a height of 1.8 meters. He is as strong as a bear. Under the leather armor are clear and huge muscles. The temperament is masculine and brave. People can't help feeling pressure.

　　 Koria saw the raging fighting spirit in Ivo's eyes, and she was slightly surprised.

　　 entered the enemy line without fear, single-handedly cut the king's flag first, she was courageous, facing an enemy like Ivo, she felt tremendous pressure.

　　 Coria stepped back and pulled a distance, constantly throwing out a psychic shock. This is the normal tactics used by the mage to face fighters, flying a kite at a distance.

　　 Ivo felt as if there was a heavy hammer hitting his mind, and he was dizzy. He gritted his teeth hard and rushed towards Coria with a headache.

　　 Spiritual witchcraft is extremely difficult to defend. The stronger the willpower, the higher the resistance to spiritual witchcraft.

　　 Ivo has died hundreds of times in the battlefield of memory, and his consciousness is as hard as steel, so he can resist the mental impact of the three-ring wizard. If he were to be another 3rd-level warrior, he would have lost consciousness.

Koria saw Ivo trying to get closer, but she was slightly surprised, but she calmed down quickly. She was confident in her spells. Under the obstacle of the impact of the soul, no low-level warrior could get close to her. This was her confidence. .

　　 Coria changed a spell, mobilized all the mana, the crystal ball shone brightly, and threw a more lethal "soul thorns", this spell was enough to defeat the will of any low-level warrior.

　　 She stopped her retreat and smiled slightly. In her opinion, the battle was over.

　　 There was a severe pain in his mind, which was several times more powerful than the previous one. Ivo screamed in pain, his legs softened, one knee fell, and a small pit was smashed into the ground with his knee.

　　 "You lost." Coria smiled.

　　 Ivo's eyes flashed. After using the killer mace, the enemy will relax. This is a good opportunity!

　　 "Not necessarily!"

　　 The furnace burst out, his speed increased more than ten times, endured a severe headache, and instantly narrowed the distance, like lightning shuttles, hit Coria's chest with a fist, making a muffled sound.

　　 Coria snorted and rolled and fell ten meters away. The gorgeous robe was covered with mud. She held her chest and stood up, her face twisted by pain, looking at Ivo in shame and anger.

　　 Ivo snorted, and said embarrassingly: "The position is wrong!"

"asshole!"

　　 Coria screamed and raised her hand to cast the spell again. Although Ivo hurts, but he won't miss the opportunity. When he approaches Coria, he recruits to attack.

　　 Coria lost the distance advantage, dodged from left to right, and surrounded by dangers. The strong wind of every spear blasted a piece of mud with amazing power, as if a giant swung an iron rod and boomed.

　　 Coria gritted her teeth and stroked Rochelle's Ring of Mind. The ring's light flashed slightly, and a circle of clear blue light spread out, and the frequency of fluctuation was like the rhythm of music.

　　 "Mental Shock Sonata!"

　　 A strange music sounded in his mind, Ivo's consciousness was suddenly imprisoned, and his body became stiff, and the offensive paused.

　　 Coria hurriedly retreated twenty to thirty meters, and continued to build shields. She was frightened by Ivo's powerful destructive power. Even Huolu and Hugo's powers were inferior to Ivo's.

　　 "There are so many good things on this woman." Ivo lost the control of his body, secretly sighing that there are a lot of treasures on Coria, but he is not without it.

　　 "Old German!"

"clear."

　　 If the battlefield is Ivo's mind, he is invincible.

　　 De Macia directly drives away the mental interference that is raging in Ivo's brain.

　　 Ivo regained his body control, lunged forward, stretched and stretched his whole body like a full moon, the next moment the bow suddenly collapsed, and Metos in his hand flew out.

　　 The tip of the Metos spear is condensed with spiral vigor, like a drill, screaming endlessly.

　　 "Punch drill!"

　　 Ivo's power can crush warriors of the same level or even higher levels, and the shield that Corria has built so hard can be destroyed in one blow.

　　 Coria flicked his fingers, three consecutive mana shields formed an oblique angle, the war spear shot through the shield, the direction was deflected, and she flew over her hair, deeply inserted into the inner wall of the stronghold.

　　 She said coldly: "A warrior without a weapon is like a tiger without its sharp teeth, without threat."

　　 Ivo's face was calm, the space fluctuated slightly, the warhammer appeared in his hand, and smiled: "Sorry, the warrior has more than one weapon. By the way, I remind you that the warhammer is my main weapon."

He raised his warhammer high, smashed it down, and the ground cracked, as if a mountain dragon wandered about the earth as an ocean, and the stone pillars were undulating. The power of his blow far exceeded the endurance of these young people. Steady, staggered and fell.

　　 Highmaul current master-level combat skills, the breath of the mountain dragon!

In addition to the battle dance of Stian Bada, Ivo’s first highmaul warfare technique was also successfully mastered in Sandhiti’s practice, and his power was doubled. Wo is a force-type combat technique with a terrifying force like a human bear!

　　 Coria slipped, sat down on the ground, and was approached by Ivo before she got up.

　　 Ivo's warhammer pointed at her forehead, "Are you going to go by yourself, or let me knock you out?"

　　 "Pointing at a lady with a weapon, this is not a gentleman's style." Coria said calmly without chaos ~www.wuxiamtl.com~.

Ivo tilted his head, "You first remove your fingers from the crystal ball and ring, so I can guarantee that you won't taste the warhammer. Trust me, you won't like it, it smells only of blood. Taste..." Ivo thought for a while, a little worried, and said sincerely: "Have you heard that this is a threat?"

　　 Coria was amused by him and chuckled, and the grievance of being hit by Ivo in the vital part also dissipated. She felt the terrifying power contained in the warhammer, her face relaxed, and she gave up resistance.

The students around 　　 were extremely anxious and wanted to rescue their captain, but the more anxious they became, the more chaotic they became. They were constantly culled and eliminated by the steel-winged gryphon. Coria shook her head, knowing that she was defeated.

　　 She raised her head, looked over the warhammer, and stared at Ivo's face, with a hint of dissatisfaction and curiosity in her eyes, "Can you tell me, your name?"

　　 Ivo thinks it’s funny. I want to know what my name is. If I’m defeated, will I get Stockholm Syndrome?

　　 Don't pretend to be forced at this time, when will you wait?

　　 Ivohaha smiled, "You will know from others' mouths soon."

　　 "I'm looking forward to it." Coria smiled generously, took off the badge consciously, and the light flashed, disappeared into the field, and was eliminated.

　　 Ivo breathed a sigh of relief, holding his faintly painful head, grinning, "Next time I will fight this kind of Dr. X type enemy, old man, remember to remind me to buy a Magneto helmet."

　　 "You are talking about something I don't understand again."

　　 Steel-winged Griffin is extremely powerful, and all the students are solved by him, and there are traces of battle and gunpowder everywhere.

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