Demon Royal Family

The secret gold chain was emitting yellow light. Ivo used the newly obtained [Earth Floating] to shuttle through the soil, feeling lingering fear. If he hadn't run fast, he might have turned into scum.

Luna's aura was as deep as a prison, and Ivo had only felt it in the powerful Black Lion of the same race, as if she had strength as deep as the ocean.

At this moment, Ivo was extremely lucky to have received the gift from the rock. If the earth had not floated, he might not have been able to escape this level.

Ivo asked: "Old De, do you know the details of that little girl?"

Lao De said slowly: "I recognized her breath, but I'm not sure she is someone I know."

"What's the meaning?"

"It means that I know the power inheritance of that girl."

Ivo's eyes flashed, Lao De was a high-ranking being who had lived for thousands of years, which meant that the girl's power was very ancient.

Gu Ding, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, appeared and said slowly: "I have to say, you are really unlucky."

"Who exactly did I meet, and why did she recognize my race?"

Gu Ding paused and said in a deep voice: "Do you know the Third Shaman Patriarch?"

Legend has it that the shaman profession originated in the early days of the Night Calendar. The first three shamans realized the purest and most powerful shamanic power from their respective fields and were called the three ancestors of shamans. All subsequent shamans are Disciples of the third ancestor, most shamans are passed down through the bloodline. The direct blood descendants of the third shaman ancestor have more powerful and pure power.

After all, shamanism can be mastered through learning and is not simply transmitted by blood. Therefore, shaman is a profession, not a race. The blood inheritance of shaman is in line with the theory of decline, but the inheritance of knowledge is not affected, so the strong shaman has always been Maintaining the average, ups and downs, basically unchanged.

The shaman's ability is very strange in the eyes of the world, and the disorderly Abraham is the shaman's stronghold.

Ivo's eyes widened, "You mean I met a direct descendant of the three ancestors of shamans?"

"It's worse than that," Guding said in a serious tone, "What you met is one of the three ancestors of the new generation of shamans."

Like a thunderbolt from the blue, Ivory was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Third Shaman Ancestor?! That little kid who doesn't even reach my waist?!"

"The titles of the three ancestors of shamans are passed down from generation to generation, just like the royal family of shamans. What you meet is the ancestor of violent shamans - the Black Queen!"

The three ancestors of the shamans are the Red Queen, the Black Queen and the Queen of Pain. Although the shamans are not a matrilineal clan, the three ancestors are all women.

Lao De interrupted: "And she is not a child. I noticed the traces of time in her soul. She is at least over three hundred years old. It is not surprising to recognize your race. She seems to have sealed her own power in her body, which is so vast. It makes me a little surprised that once the seal is released, she can instantly cross over to the legendary realm."

"Damn it, why can't such a big shot just stay at home and run around?" Ivo said bitterly, "What are the chances of me surviving being chased by a super boss of this level?"

Lao De: "To be optimistic, let's say 10%."

"...I thought it would be lower."

Black Queen Luna wants his heart, and there is little room for remission.

Ivo gritted his teeth. No matter how terrifying the enemy's strength was, he would not sit back and wait for death. Giving up was not his style, not to mention the lives of himself and his companions.

This kind of mentality is probably that even if you are destined to be killed, you still have to decide the posture of death... breaking the jar, breaking the pot, and how long it can last.

Although Ivo is in a gloomy mood, he will not fall into despair. Even if the road ahead is dark, he will carry a lamp and move forward.

Ivo could only think of one way to survive the desperate situation, and that was to find someone who would help him, and who would be willing to help him.

He clutched the Chapter of Salvation tightly.

"The speed has to be increased."

Ivo made a risky decision.

…

In a hidden valley, Nafi was lying on a simple stretcher made of wood and linen. Even though she was in a coma, her brows were wrinkled in pain, and the blood vessels that turned into blue and black were prominent on her cheeks. She looked very scary. There is a dark spot in the middle of his forehead.

Barlow was leaning not far away with his arm splinted. Ander looked at Nafei anxiously, "Is Sister Nafei poisoned?"

Barlow shook his head, "I've tried all the antidotes, but they don't work."

As he was speaking, the ground began to surge not far away, and Hades, the only one who maintained his fighting power, stood up.

Seeing Ivo breaking out of the ground, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Ander said in surprise: "You are finally here."

Ivo shook off the sand and soil from his body and hurried to Nafi's side. He looked at her painful face with distress and reached out to touch her forehead, which was hot.

"What's going on?" Ivo was extremely angry.

"Nafi seemed to have been attacked by the heretic girl who attacked us. After the teleportation was completed, she fell into a coma."

It is indeed the Black Queen.

There were no external injuries on Nafi's body, but her body was deteriorating every moment. Ivo was helpless. He could only ask Lao De hurriedly, "What's going on?"

The demon lord's consciousness looked around Nafei's body, and the old man said: "Her mana source has been polluted, and a ray of shamanic power is eroding her mind like a parasite. This shamanic power is The grade is very high and difficult to get rid of.”

"You must have a way." Ivo said expectantly.

Lao De shook his head, "Although I can expel the shamanic power from her mind, she is just a mortal. If she is infected by my demonic power, she will undergo terrible mutations and become a low-level twisted demon. The source of her mana If it cannot withstand the power of this king, it will break into pieces, and even its thoughts will disappear."

Ivo frowned and said, "I can withstand your power, and she should be able to as well."

"Hmph, do you think that the power of a high-ranking being can be accessed by anyone? You are a Mimic with extremely high physical adaptability, and when you came into contact with me, I was in the weakest state. I have been using the devil's power to I have to wash your body with all my strength, otherwise you will not be able to withstand my power."

Ivo clenched his fists. If even Lao De couldn't do anything, as a purely physical warrior, he also had no ability to heal Nafi on the spiritual level.

"A spiritual wizard can heal your woman."

"She won't be able to survive that time." Ivo said angrily. The Black Queen's shamanic power eroded too quickly, and Nafi's condition became worse and worse. She was so angry that she would die in a few hours. The Nine Towers of Wizards are too far away from here, and the nearest city has been destroyed. It is almost an impossible task to find the Wizard in a short time, who is also a spiritual person.

A deep sense of powerlessness surged into his heart. Even if he was given a vague hope, he would desperately hold on to it instead of standing aside and watching Nafei slowly die, unable to do anything.

anger!

Hatred!

Not willing to give in!

Countless negative emotions accumulated in his heart, Ivo's pupils were bloodshot, Nafi's painful cheeks gradually twisted in his sight, her nails dug deeply into her flesh, and blood dripped.

Barlow sighed, and Ender looked sad.

Just when everyone was at a loss and grieving, in Ivo's brain space, the soul bodies of Gu Ding and Lao De faced each other, cutting off Ivo's perception.

Gu Ding looked at Lao De and said coldly: "Actually, you have a way to save that girl, right?"

Lao De glanced at him and said calmly: "I do have a way. You should have thought of what that method is."

Guding said firmly: "Tell him."

Lao De smiled jokingly, "You know the risks of that method. If you want Ivo's soul to die, don't think that I don't know your plan."