Archdemon

With every step Huo Ling took, he was paying attention to the space locks around him. If the number was not enough, he would throw another one into the sky.

Huo Ling was covered with three layers of shields, one was the high-level mage lord armor, one was the high-level flame shield, and the other was the defense shield released by Xili.

These three layers of defense kept trembling when facing the attack of the Ant Mage Corps, but they were never completely broken.

The court mages led by Xili were also constantly attacking Ant's spellcaster positions, or dispelling some spells attacking Huo Ling.

Finally, Huo Ling, with his huge body, walked in front of the mage group's position, and his dragon claws tore the defense shield that was as sticky as taffy.

Huo Ling's huge voice rang in the ears of the casters inside: "Open the defense shield, serve me as your master, and you will have a chance to continue to live!"

"Damn devil! Don't even think about it!" A sanctuary spellcaster cursed.

This spellcaster had also seen the appearance of the devil. Although Huo Ling's current form was a little strange, it was too similar to the image of the devil.

For these spellcasters, death was a hundred times happier than falling into the hands of the devil.

"Stubborn!"

Huo Ling roared, and the flames all over his body burned more violently, which meant that the speed at which he extracted the power of rules was increasing.

While releasing the high-level space lock, he continued to attack the shield of the mage group in front of him. The huge shield was like a thick balloon and could never be broken through.

But the damage caused by Huo Ling was amazing. Each of his attacks was accompanied by the power of secondary rules. Every attack could greatly reduce the shield value.

Inside the defense shield, a gold-level spellcaster looked at the number representing the shield value with horror, which kept changing under Huo Ling's attack.

The attack caused by Huo Ling alone was almost comparable to the attack power of the entire mage group led by Xili.

The magic stones and various resources piled in the energy pool were shrinking rapidly. Even if people kept throwing magic stones or other energy-containing resources into it, they could not keep up with the speed of consumption.

Huo Ling spread his wings, almost covering the vision of all the mage group. On the huge dragon wings, the runes shone with a unique magical brilliance.

At this moment, Huo Ling unscrupulously extracted the power of the rules. One by one, the hot eyes were thrown into the sky by him, and the endless rays fell on the defense shield of the mage group.

The faces of the members of the Ante Mage Group under the shield were uglier than each other. Many of them held teleportation scrolls in their hands.

But now these scrolls have no effect at all. The high-level space locks have firmly locked this area. Even if the teleportation is activated, they cannot escape.

The Sanctuary Mage, who had been casting dispelling spells to release the space lock, had turned pale, with sweat dripping down his face. He drank bottles of magic potions to restore his magic power without paying.

The continuous casting of spells had already seriously depleted his magic power reserves. After all, Huo Ling often needed three times the magic power to dispel a spell he cast.

Huo Ling was not only casting spells, but his physical attack power was also strong. The pounding was like dense drumbeats, causing great damage to the shield.

His whole body was covered with flames, his chest bulged high, and then:

"Roar!!!"

A large breath of dragon breath sprayed on the defense shield. These contained secondary rules, and the high-temperature flame magic impacted the defense shield.

The inside of the shield was well protected, but it was different outside the shield. The land on the edge was burned into lava by the high temperature of the flames.

Even under such frequent attacks, the defensive shield remains strong, which is why few spellcasters die.

Even if this is just a defensive shield used in field battles, it already has such a high defense value, not to mention the defensive shields in the castles, which have even more amazing defense values.

However, no matter how powerful the shield is, it will always fail when facing a constant stream of attacks.

The Ante Empire army outside has begun to collapse. They turned and fled towards the distant camp, but it is estimated that only a small number of them can reach the camp alive.

There are also some soldiers of the Ante Empire who kneeled down and surrendered in an organized manner. They threw away their weapons, lost the idea of ​​fighting and escaping, and now only prayed that they could survive.

Without the restraint of the army outside, Huo Ling can deal with the defensive shield here more wholeheartedly.

Finally, after more than half a magic hour of continuous attack, in the horrified eyes of all the spellcasters in the shield, the originally strong defensive shield was torn apart by Huo Ling..

"I am willing to surrender! Please give me the treatment that a spellcaster deserves!" A Sanctuary spellcaster was frightened by Huo Ling's terrifying power, and he shouted with a pale face.

The situation in the Sanctuary is like this, let alone other spellcasters.

"What about you?" Huo Ling looked at another Sanctuary spellcaster.

The Sanctuary spellcaster hesitated for less than a moment, and after seeing the hard claws on Huo Ling's dragon claws, he still said dejectedly: "I surrender too."

"Very good, come to me! We need to sign a contract!" Huo Ling laughed, and he called the two Sanctuary spellcasters to come closer.

"What is the contract? Is it the devil's contract? As Sanctuary spellcasters, we have the right to adjust some of the terms of the contract!" A Sanctuary spellcaster was not too confused.

In this plane, or in any plane, spellcasters are high-end talents. If they can be captured and cooperated, who would want to kill a spellcaster?

They came to Huo Ling, and a Sanctuary spellcaster raised his head and said, "Devil, you are just lucky this time, don't make the contract too harsh!" Huo Ling smiled, and he slowly shrank his body, returning to his previous height of only about two meters. He shook his head slightly and said with a smile, "Of course, you are all my babies... I won't be too harsh on you!" "Well... Give me your equipment and weapons first, I need to check them and return them to you later." Huo Ling looked at the various magic props and equipment on the two Sanctuary spellcasters, frowning slightly. The two spellcasters looked at each other, and they were not too confused. The winner has the right to enjoy all the spoils. As for Huo Ling's words that he would return them later, they did not believe it. As the equipment fell off one by one and was handed to Huo Ling, the greed in Huo Ling's eyes became more and more obvious. Finally, after the two sanctuary spellcasters took off their magic robes, Huo Ling suddenly stabbed out his hands, piercing through the bodies of the two spellcasters, completely crushing their hearts, and the surging magic power directly killed the two spellcasters.

(I was wrong, the time for the two chapters was wrong)