CH 188

Boom!

The rotating fireball exploded among the demons, and the flames that rose into the sky engulfed the son of the evil demon and a large number of monsters.

But after the flames fell, what was seen was not ashes, but countless tentacles attached to each other.

Like a squid, the abyss demons were connected to each other, blocking this attack. Their main bodies, like buds, were entangled in a huge spider web, wriggling towards a certain point in the center.

In Rode's vision, their souls were merging, with the core being the son of the evil demon. The dark ripples on its soul were gradually spreading to all the monsters, and even spreading outward.

"Not good! The demons are merging! The son of the evil demon has sensed a fatal threat and directly initiated a blind ritual!"

Soren's expression wrinkled.

"Why is this happening? Clearly, it's not the right time yet. We are in stealth mode and haven't made a move..."

"Don't worry about why, just attack quickly!" Lilyve shouted, "If the ritual succeeds and the blind demons descend, everything will be ruined!"

She quickly threw more fireballs, and Soren rushed down to slash.

But the merging monsters were unharmed.

"The souls have already started merging... Our damage is being shared. Increase the attack and make sure to interrupt them!"

The two of them intensified their attacks, but Rode remained motionless.

Since seeing the son of the evil demon, his instincts had not responded.

What's wrong? Hasn't the Dean disappeared yet?

Rode tried to sense the dream, but in the next moment, his instincts suddenly strengthened.

He waved his staff and cast the spell "Gust", rushing straight towards the center of the large mass of tentacles below.

In the center of countless black tumors, on a twisted piece of flesh, the face of the son of the evil demon appeared and disappeared. That was the place with the highest spiritual energy of the entire monster. Rode didn't use any protective spells or attack, he just directly collided with it.

Damn it! Dean, what are you doing?

Rode couldn't react in time and was splashed with a face full of nauseating rotten flesh. The stench and corrosive smell rushed into his nose. He instinctively tried to support his body with his hand, but when his right hand touched the flesh, as if a wailing sound came from the void, the face of the son of the evil demon twisted, and the rotten flesh rushed towards his palm as if it were a black hole.

In just a few seconds, the central flesh became empty.

The son of the evil demon was dug out completely and sucked into his palm.

The merging demons collapsed, their souls shattered, and large chunks of flesh fell down, turning into ashes.

The three of them were stunned, and Rode was the first to come back to his senses, looking at his right hand in shock.

Fortunately, nothing mutated.

There was no disgusting thing crawling up his arm.

However, Rode quickly discovered that there was a black mark in the palm of his right hand, emitting an ominous aura.

Lilyve and Soren flew over and saw the mark at the same time.

Soren blurted out, "What kind of spell is this?"

Lilyve also looked at Rode in confusion. Although her attribute was not "spell talent," she was interested in all extraordinary spells, similar to the "Chaotic Fire." She believed that she could derive new ways of using power from it.

Rode said with a serious tone, "This spell is a new spell I comprehended by merging 107 spell trajectories. It's called Purple Kill, specifically used to deal with demons."

Although his tone was serious, Rode clearly felt Theodore's instinct lying.

In his mind, the symbol representing the Evil Spirit Stone Basin emitted a strange light.

It flickered as if it was chewing on something.

What does this mean?

Does the Evil Spirit Stone Basin have this function? Isn't it just feeding on human nature and producing "Evil Spirit Stones"?

Without much thought, Rode said again, "This is the Abyss Mark. I can use it to open the corresponding Abyss Rift."

Lilyve and Soren were instantly delighted, "Really?"

"Oh my holy fire! So the entrance to the Abyss Rift is hidden in the son of the evil demon. No wonder we couldn't find it after searching so many times!"

"As long as we kill the Abyss Serpent, this damn rift will close! These disgusting abyss monsters can go back to where they came from!"

"Lord Theodore!" Lilyve's eyes flickered with admiration and infatuation, "You are truly great! Your family should prosper and flourish!"

Rode reached out and touched her, "Little Lilyve, every human born out of love has infinite possibilities. My love has passed away a hundred years ago, please forgive me."

A faint blush appeared on Lilyve's fair face, adding a touch of charm to her mature charm and a touch of beauty to her youthful cheeks.

"Lord Theodore..." she murmured softly.Soren's brow furrowed, but the other party was a noble guardian. He didn't need his help. He could only educate this unruly brat slowly after returning to the academy. He was young but audacious, and he looked good and had great potential. If he wasn't properly educated to understand the collision between men as the greatest passion, he would definitely become a super troublemaker that would give countless people headaches.

Rode sighed in his heart. Forget it, for the reputation of the headmaster, let me handle all of this alone.

Wow, it's so big and soft.

The three of them put their worries aside and quickly returned to the city of Soso.

The fierce battle in the city was still ongoing.

Under the huge fireball, the monsters still surged into the domain of fire, ignoring the flames and black smoke burning on their bodies.

The powerful warriors slaughtered the monsters with absolute suppression. The ashes on the ground were already half a foot thick, and there was black dust rising and scattered bone ashes everywhere.

Although the pressure was great, the defense line did not shrink. This was a foreseeable protracted battle that required space for the warriors to recover and treat their injuries.

Devour.

The elite combat clusters were all experienced high-ranking personnel who knew exactly what to do.

At this time, Jon was recovering his spiritual energy. Although Rode didn't really like this greasy middle-aged man, his decisions so far had been correct, and there was nothing to criticize about his tactical arrangements. He was a trustworthy leader.

The three quickly recounted the situation.

Jon and the others who were on rest rotation were equally surprised. Theodore, the miracle worker, had once again created a miracle.

The main reason for the defeat in the third battle zone was the Abyssal Rift. The iron fortress was breached by the giant undead, which marked the beginning of the disaster. The city of Soso was destroyed by the giant snake, which was the peak of the disaster.

The giant snake itself was an abyssal monster, and more than half of the giants also came from the abyss. This kind of super-level threat was always closely monitored and should not have been able to penetrate the defense line without being discovered.

They definitely came from an activated abyssal rift.

Since the incident, the royal city had been searching for a long time but couldn't find the entrance. Unexpectedly, they found it here.

If they could eliminate this threat, the situation would truly turn around, and the pressure on the entire Thalorian defense line would be greatly reduced.

Rode said in a deep voice, "The entrance will open in an hour. During this time, I won't be able to use spiritual energy. Please be careful."

Jon's face turned pale, but he still said, "Please rest assured, we can hold on."

But the situation became worse.

The reason was in Rode's hands.

The entrance to the Abyssal Rift was actually an anchor point in space. The demons came to the material world through the anchor point and didn't need to go through the entrance.

Destroying the entrance was meaningless. The Abyssal Rift would rebuild a new entrance at an unknown location, and it would make them lose the opportunity to enter the rift and kill the giant snake.

Since the entrance was in Rode's hands, the demons appeared one after another nearby. And because the rift felt the invasion of an abnormal power, it instinctively summoned more and stronger monsters to kill the one who took the anchor point.

Higher-level demons were appearing nearby.

They were either huge twisted monsters or pure filthy demons. Generally, it took three to four knights to deal with one, and a guardian could fight against a maximum of five.

As the enhanced spells gradually lost their effect, their combat power was also decreasing. The pressure was rapidly increasing, and fewer and fewer people were rotating. Most of them were forcibly thrown into the battle.

But they didn't complain. Everyone came back with a smile, hugging Rode as if he were a lucky star.

Although Rode was anxious, his heart was filled with a faint joy. The headmaster seemed to have expectations and affection for everyone, just like the joy of watching his own seedlings grow strong.

However, the situation didn't change because of love and friendship. With the increase of higher-level demons, the front line was becoming difficult to hold.

Suddenly, a huge demon broke through the defense of its superior knights and rushed into the inner layer.

And at this moment, there was only Rode in the inner layer.

He clearly saw that the demon had been completely corrupted. Its strong body was covered with rotten muscles, and there was a large hole in its stomach. The rotten internal organs wriggled inside the abdominal cavity, forming a more hideous face.

The demon's eyes flickered with red light, and its long claws swung down swiftly.

"Oh no!"

"Quick, save him!"

There were several exclamations from the crowd.

A ball of flames rushed towards him, and a few flashes quickly returned from the front line.

But it was too late. Rode couldn't use spiritual energy. Unless he gave up tearing open the entrance, he would have to start over again, which would take another hour.

In a moment of hesitation, the blade had already reached him.

Rode entrusted everything to instinct.

And instinct remained motionless.In the next instant, a massive icicle pierced through the demon. The crystal-clear ice split its decaying body in half, with the rotten black flesh sliding off the sharp ice edge, leaving no trace behind.

Following that, a wave of cold air rushed towards him, and a pure white figure landed in front of Rode.

As the cold air dissipated, an unexpected person appeared before his eyes.

Mephisto.

Rode's eyes widened.

He had been searching for her for a long time since their last parting, but there was no news of her. He never expected to encounter her here.

Unlike the last time they met in the Hunter's Branch Tavern, she was not wearing a mask. Her icy, stunning beauty was directly presented before him. She was dressed in a long white dress, surrounded by a mist of cold air, giving off a dreamlike feeling.

She had no weapon and looked more like she was out for a leisure excursion rather than a fight.

Just as Rode was about to speak, a wave of subtle discomfort rose in his heart, causing him to freeze in place.

Mephisto's expression was indifferent, as if she didn't care about anything around her. Only when she saw him did a hint of surprise flash in her eyes, but it quickly returned to indifference, ignoring the stunned Rode.

Jon descended from the sky, his expression looking extremely gloomy. He didn't approach Mephisto, but from a distance of ten steps, he coldly questioned, "Why are you so late? I sent a message to the military department a long time ago. You should have arrived two hours ago!"

Mephisto remained silent.

Jon's expression became even colder, the disgust in his eyes not concealed at all. He pointed to the outer circle and said, "Kill all the long-nail demons. If you let even one slip by, I will make you remember how the Silver Vow punishes freaks like you."

He stopped talking and flew back into the sky. Flames enveloped him, and he once again became the burning sun.

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Mephisto, on the other hand, silently flew towards the outer circle, with pure white ice crystals condensing around her.

She quickly flew out of the range of the firelight, her icy figure exceptionally conspicuous in the darkness.

Rode noticed that no one greeted her here. When she flew by, people nearby all moved away from her.

What was going on?

Rode furrowed his brows.

He remembered Mephisto once said that she was an ominous person who would bring misfortune, and she indeed brought misfortune.

But she also joined the fight. Was there a need to be so wary of her?

Also, what did the Silver Vow mean?

Wasn't it used to bind monsters? What did it have to do with her?

Could it be...

Rode suddenly thought of a possibility.

Did she have any connection with those forbidden things?

Was this the reason she was called a freak? And the reason why I couldn't find her?

While he was pondering, the mark on his hand suddenly acted up.

"The entrance to the Abyss Rift is about to open!"