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Chapter 1053: Devil and the finished preparation.
"It seems that this is a bad demon. In the abyss, this is already the lowest-level demon. I remember that when I stepped into the abyss in the official stage, I didn't see such a low-level chaotic creature, but now think about it. Who knows that the ancient Lord of the Sun and the "devil prince" Dimo Gogan was just a humble evil long, long time ago? In a sense, the demons who were born with an infinite life span may be The creatures with the greatest development potential in the entire multiverse are not necessarily true. After all, they can always use numbers to crush those lucky or unfortunate probabilities until they have truly amazing strength."
The light of the setting sun shed little by little, the cold breeze continued to blow, and he walked towards the dilapidated cabin without hurriedly. The Mage Chenxing also leaked a little of his own breath while looking at the blood-red hungry evil demon. .
He is not in a hurry to save people, because the digging action performed by the evil demon, which is so fast that only afterimages are left, is still too slow in the eyes of a legendary professional, although the flimsy ground has already been sharp and sharp. The sharp claws were easily dug out, and the brilliance of the inferior apprentice-level magic shield had been faintly revealed in the hazy dust, but in fact, the two children hiding in the cellar were still very safe.
After all... When feeling the faint breath of legend that ordinary people may not be able to detect, this heavy-breathing evil spirit has instantly stopped the excavation work at hand and turned to look at the location of the punk. And at the same time, there is absolutely no fear or horror in the emotions that emerge in its bloodthirsty pupils, because when facing a powerful enemy, at the moment when it is on the verge of death, it is flooded with this demon. The desire in the depths of the soul is always only endless bloodthirsty and killing intent!
"Awkward"!
Excited and let out a hoarse, fierce roar, the evil demon who was still digging the ground hard for the last second gave up the prey that was about to arrive and rushed towards the new enemy without hesitation.
It can fully feel the powerful power possessed by the enemy, and it also fully understands that the speed at which it explodes with all its strength is not worth mentioning compared to most of its kind.
But... what about then?
If there is "absolute order" in the world, then the demons in the abyss should be the incarnation of "absolute chaos". Their goal of finding "prey" will always start with the strongest one. There is no such boring concept of "comparison of strength" in their thinking. When faced with anything that is moving in front of their eyes, they will only use extreme excitement and joy to directly charge each other. Life is like this. The precious things that are only once in the eyes of all beings are not worthy of attention to the devil like a stone on the roadside. Death, such as death, which even the legendary powerhouse tries to avoid, will not be taken by any demon!
"boom"!
Of course, the result of this "brainless charge" is often self-evident. After all, the traveler who pursues life may not be able to get life, but the fool who pursues death will always be able to get what he wants to embrace death... …
Without waiting for the stupid evil demon to move, the expressionless spellcaster slapped it in the air, and only needed the simplest official-level "hand of the mage" to pass by for a second. The demon with the clock still intact suddenly turned into a pile of scattered debris and exploded on the fragmented streets. For a while, the foul smell filled the dirty air that was already filthy, and the flesh and blood remains full of abyssal energy. It also makes the distorted and twisted wormwood grow more beautiful and bright red on the roadside.
"Come out, do you two kids speak lingua franca? Then please remember that I—Morning Star Mage "Destroy Whisper" Punk-Sean is your savior. I will take you there in a minute or two. To a safe area, when the time comes, you must truthfully tell the person who asked you the truth-that is, in despair and helplessness, you have received the kind-hearted salvation that originated from me, and this salvation is in your eyes. It is as great and perfect as the selfless actions of the heroes of the Karamus Empire. This is the most basic principle of gratitude that anyone must have, understand?"!
Regardless of the horrified emotions of the two children, the punk who does not have much patience at the moment clearly explained the "cost" of letting himself, the morning star powerhouse, rescue him, and directly "buried" the energy shield in the ground. The sphere was dug out with the two "little guys" inside.
Under the wave of the mage’s hand, digging into the ground with shredded stones is as easy and easy as taking chocolate beans in the cream, although the entire street is instantly transformed into a collapsed and cracked messy slope due to the rough treatment of the caster. , But at least two of the only survivors within a thousand miles have survived because of this............
The boys and girls who are shrinking in the corner of the shield and hugging each other are obviously just the most ordinary peasant family children. Among them, the little girl who is only six or seven years old seems to be completely unable to understand what is happening around her. She was covering her mouth by her brother and staring at the Morning Star Mage who "is not a good person at first sight" with wide eyes.
In contrast, it seems that a boy who has reached the age of fifteen is much more mature than an ignorant little girl. After all, the fact that he can have a "magic equipment" heirloom is enough to prove that he is 80% of a bad guy. The direct descendants of the low-level professionals of, and although the direct descendants of professionals are destined to be scarce, generally speaking, they must have the physique and willpower that greatly exceed ordinary people, so even today’s little boy is just a The child of a peasant family, but when the life-related crisis suddenly came, his level of calmness was still far greater than that of ordinary boys of the same age.
So while continuing to cover his sister's mouth to prevent her from screaming, the timid boy hurriedly looked at the only "savior" he could count on with "full" grateful eyes and asked:
"You... are you a legendary official-level professional? My sister and I are very grateful for your help."
"..."
Well, the ignorant child seems to have no idea about the term "Morning Star Mage". The little boy only realized the identity of the other professional when he saw the man in the robes waved his hand and defeated a terrible monster. That's it.
In his opinion, perhaps the most powerful person in the world is the "legendary official-level professional."
But it doesn’t matter. Punk doesn’t care whether an insignificant “tool” recognizes himself or not, nor does he have the mind to explain his identity to an ignorant child. In fact, he hasn’t waited for two drastic changes. The head calmed down, and the punk, who had been as patient as possible to give the opponent a "grateful" impression, had directly entered the super-light flight state with the huge magic light ball.
Wasting time has always been the most annoying thing about "Destroying Whispers". Now that the tools available to him are already in his hands, he is not in the mood to appease the mood of two ordinary people.
Speaking of... Nowadays, punk hopes that these two little guys are making loud noises and screaming like real bear kids, because then the "good guardians" of the Mage Guild will just show up. Even with a bit of impatient emotion, he has the opportunity to go on the line to slap the big hat of "hypocrisy" indiscriminately.
End of this Chapter
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