Becoming a lord in another world starts with farming

Owen, who chose not to pretend, felt as if he had been holding it in for a long time. Although he did not turn it on directly, the combination of the Demon King's aura and the fierce fire should not be underestimated. For a time, the black and red Demon King's arrogance echoed with the increasingly fierce fire, and the monstrous flames evolved. Countless monsters and monsters appeared, raging towards the surroundings as if they were alive, with the tendency to devour everything.

This is really not a joke. The aura of the primary demon king is nothing. At most, it can exert strong pressure on ordinary monsters and has no real lethality. However, after the last enhancement, many of Owen's skills have exceeded their original upper limit. Following the framework, the Demon King's aura evolved into the power of the Dark Lord. Now that the power was gradually released, even Owen was shocked.

The characteristic of Lihuo is that nothing can burn, and matter, energy, and even the soul cannot escape, and it will spread rapidly without restraint. A real spark can start a prairie fire, even after it expands to a certain extent, it can evolve into countless It's like a monster with life. If it weren't for being in a secret realm composed of countless fragments, Owen wouldn't dare to act like this.

Even so, Owen's every move caused huge damage. Terrifying monsters surged in the waves formed by the fierce fire, devouring whatever they came into contact with, scaring the students who barely retained their ability to move and running out desperately, without any resistance. , nothing happened, it was too late to run, and the undead being targeted by the demon king's pressure could only lie on the ground and be turned into ashes by the fierce fire. At this time, no matter how hard-headed he was, he knew where to run.

"Okay, very good. I didn't expect you to be so strong. Let's experience the pain together!" Facing the surging fire, Sylvia knew that this operation had failed, so she no longer endured it and suppressed it in her body all year round. The power also begins to be released.

The magic and curse flowing in the blood merged and turned into thorn seeds called pain, which spread all over the body in the blink of an eye and began to grow rapidly.

For a time, dark thorns took root in the internal organs, entangled on the bones, grew in the flesh and blood, and stretched the body wantonly, bringing unimaginable pain to Sylvia, and pain was power to her, because she was pain. Witch.

A large amount of blood spilled on the ground where Sylvia's skin was torn by dark thorns. The blood fell to the ground like seeds and took root. A large number of dark thorns grew and spread at a terrifying speed, turning into iron thorns in a very short time. The steel-bar-like thorny jungle collided fiercely with the surging fierce flames.

The dark thorns are not just plants, but a mixture of magic and curse, which can make even monsters transformed by fierce fire feel comfortable.

But coincidentally, the Demon King's arrogance and Li Huo also contain powerful curses. The two sides are at odds with each other, and are incompatible with each other, constantly eroding each other's territory.

No one expected that Sylvia, who had taken off her disguise, turned out to be a witch, even Owen was surprised.

The witch is born to be a legend, but the price is eternal damnation.

For example, Owen's mother was a rebellious witch. Her curse was that of a rebel. According to the prophecy, she would betray the witch clan and cause a devastating disaster for the witches, so she was driven out with excuses in the first place.

Sylvia's curse is pain, and the dark thorns are transformed by her magic and curse. These thorns are in her body, her blood, and her soul, so she will bear the pain of thousands of needles every moment. She couldn't die even by committing suicide, because the curse of pain was accompanied by immortality, so no matter how painful she was, she couldn't die.

The most frightening thing is that the curse on Sylvia is not really helpless. In fact, before the curse is not strong enough, a legendary mage can seal the curse at a certain cost to prevent her from continuing to suffer. pain.

It's just that the curse that will be strengthened as her magic power grows will need to be continuously strengthened in the future, which will consume a lot of resources, but it is definitely affordable for an archduke.

The question is, what are the benefits to the family?

Compared with a daughter who needs to constantly consume resources to stabilize the seal but cannot provide value, the Grand Duke needs a pain witch who can bring more deterrence, so Sylvia's future full of pain and despair is decided.

Not to mention Sylvia's tragic life, the scene caused by the two of them is simply a fight between gods and mortals suffering. Now the students can't bear to run around and run into danger. If they are really affected by the two, let alone leaving a whole body. The soul is gone.

It's a pity that these students don't know that this is just the beginning. Both of them have been holding back for a long time. They can't stop the release. They can only release it while adapting to their soaring power as quickly as possible.

In fact, the two are quite similar. Sylvia doesn't need to practice at all. The physical pain, mental pain, and the pain caused by her family make her magic power that feeds on pain grow day by day, and the more it grows, the more painful it becomes. , the more painful it is, the faster it grows, just like a snowball. Therefore, although she is not very old, her pure magical power has reached legendary levels, and this is not her limit.

Owen's power is about the same as Bai Lai's, and he also doesn't have many opportunities to use it. If the scattered power hadn't been integrated some time ago, I'm afraid he would have chosen to hold it in and then summon people instead of doing it himself. Therefore, the momentum of both sides continued to rise, but None of them had any intention of taking action immediately, and allowed the released powers to collide with each other.

If it were any other legend here, I'm afraid he would laugh out loud with envy and hatred.

The momentum of the two of them is indeed amazing, and their strength exceeds that of many legends accumulated in a lifetime, but the method used is similar to hitting someone with a gold brick as a brick.

No matter what, the strength of the two people is still growing, the collision becomes more intense, and the momentum becomes more and more powerful.

As the power continued to be released, the dark thorns continued to squirm on Sylvia's body like a snake. Even the heart was pierced and entangled by the thorns. Every heart beat was a burst of pain, and the dark thorns entered the third... In the second stage, a special toxin that intensifies pain begins to be released.

Soon the toxins spread throughout the body along with the blood flow, causing the pain to increase tenfold. Even Sylvia, who had long been accustomed to pain, fell into madness in an instant. Now only release, only venting, could she not stop Completely crazy.

The intensification of pain caused the outward magic power to become more and more turbulent, even distorting the surrounding space and tearing the earth apart. At the same time, blood with strong magic power and curses rained down on the ground, turning into seeds of pain and growing. More thorns representing pain have occupied a radius of several hundred meters and are approaching in the direction of Owen.

And Owen is not bad either. The powerful ancient bloodline not only brings him huge potential, but also a steady stream of powerful magic. Even he himself has no idea how powerful the magic is that can break through time and space. On the attribute column The data is just his normal state and does not represent his explosive state.

At this time, under the pressure brought by Sylvia, the ancient blood in his body began to boil, and the surrounding space was constantly tearing and healing, sometimes folding and changing like a Rubik's Cube.

The momentum of both sides gradually reached its peak, and there was only a spark away from a complete outbreak. The war was about to break out.