All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 354: Deep Hell Refining Demon

The dwarf uncle and nephew tiptoed over the window to escape from the inn, not going through the main entrance, of course to avoid the druid of unknown origin.

The elk crouching in the corner suddenly stood up, the elf's slender body cast an elongated shadow, a mouse ran down the stairs, jumped down the stairs, and transformed into a starling.

"Have you found anything?"

The starling chirped, and the female elf nodded repeatedly, "It doesn't matter. Those red-robed wizards are very dangerous. It was right not to sneak into the room rashly."

The thunder outside the house intensified.

The druid smelled a faint smell of sulfur, and hurried to the cellar, and saw the corpse smiling like a demon.

On the floor, the blood congealed sacrificial circle was shocking.

A bright red light flashed in the blood runes, and the red light beat like a heart.

The starling on the druid's shoulder shrieked.

"It's too late." The female elf shook her head, with sad ripples in her empty eyes, "The sacrifice has been completed."

As soon as she finished speaking, the red light emanating from the sacrificial rune suddenly went out, and the blood seemed to lose its vitality and scattered into pools of irregular red stains.

The starlings were chirping, showing panic and seriousness.

"I understand." The female elf nodded in agreement, "We cannot let the devil appear in the main material plane like this... Although that human being is powerful, he does not understand the horror of purgatory."

The druid held the cane with both hands, put the head of the staff between his eyebrows, and murmured in his mouth, praying to the Seldarine gods. Then, she lit a stick of moon orchid incense and asked the noble gods in the curling smoke: "I want to know how to prevent the next devil's sacrifice."

She activated the prophecy spell.

Curls of smoke slowly condensed into a moving image in the air. It was two dwarves running in the rain.

"I will go after them, Doric, you stay. If the sorcerer also wants to chase the devil, you can help him guide the way."

One of the starlings nodded and flew away from the druid's shoulder.

The female elf slipped into the rainy night through the back window, transformed into a gray wolf, sniffed the remaining dwarf scent in the rain, and quickly chased after him.

The open rear window was blown back and forth by the wind, and was suddenly held down by a pair of skinny hands. The red-robed wizards emerged from invisibility. They looked at each other silently and exchanged opinions silently.

"Go after that druid." "You have to leave some people behind to keep an eye on the two bards." "I'll go and keep in touch."

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The sky is getting brighter and Linde is speeding up.

The moment the devil descended, the latitude and longitude of the magic net trembled like a tsunami.The portal from the lower plane to Faerun was forcibly opened by a desecrated ritual, and everything returned to calm in an instant.

He followed the direction of the burst of magical aura.

A starling suddenly flew from behind, keeping pace with Linde.

It chirped in my ears.

Linde did not give himself the magic to communicate with animals, but he roughly guessed what the druid meant.

"You want to show me the way?"

The starling flapped its wings rapidly and flew forward like a sharp arrow, and the horse quickened its pace to catch up.

In a muddy open field, the druids were caught in a battle with the red-robed wizard.

The Sers cast spells one after another, with lightning and flames alternating like nets, just like a natural disaster.

The female elf summoned a huge elite water element, her companions summoned wolves, and she transformed into a brown bear, like a battle group.

Not far from the battlefield, the dwarf guard Barenda let go, and the hammer fell to the ground. Join's breastplate was shattered, and he fell into the muddy water, lifeless.

Barenda sat down silently, holding a gorgeous diamond in his hands without saying a word, staring sadly at the gem that inspired endless greed.

The blood flowing from the uncle's corpse turned into blasphemous runes, and the final sacrifice was completed.

The dark clouds in the sky stopped raining. The water on the ground quickly seeped into the ground, and the soil became dry and cracked in large areas.

The devil is coming.

Its pitch-black claws tore apart the structure of time and space, stretched out from the void, and pulled violently with its left and right hands, scratching the sky.

A shuttle-shaped vertical wound unfolded in the sky. Through the gate of time and space, one could see Nessus, the deepest layer of purgatory, the desperate scarlet sky, the fragmented earth, and the depths of the magnificent Malshem Fortress. Twinkling like dark stars.

The despairing smell of sulfur almost immediately overwhelms the will of mortals to resist.

The ongoing spells of the red-robed wizards were forced to be interrupted. They could not maintain concentration under the gaze of the big devil, and the trembling warp and weft of the magic web in their hands also calmed down. The druids also stopped attacking. The water elemental elites anxiously canceled their summons and fled back to the elemental plane. The wolves were so scared that they peed like urine.

The Cyrils stared blankly at the crack in the sky. Behind the gate of another world, there was a scene of demons dancing wildly in hell.

"Could it be... Ah, Ah—Asmon..." A wizard murmured.

"Shut up!" his companion interrupted with a groan, "don't read that man's taboo!"

The female elf druid's lips were pale, her body was wet with rain and sweat, and her hair was messy and stuck to her cheeks, like a drowned ghost.

She chanted the names of the elven gods repeatedly, praying that their powers would block the devil's gaze.

Across distant time, space and planes, the Great Devil's gaze seemed to pierce through these mortals.

It wasn't until he withdrew his gaze that everyone gained the right to breathe again.

Something is going through the portal.It is the minion sent by the master of hell.

A huge shadow dripped from the wound in the sky, as dark as ink, and after it landed, it turned into a spirit of despair and spread out. The dark wind blew across the ground, the wolves rolled over, and the wizard fell to the ground. The two parties who had been fighting fiercely stared at the shadow that fell to the ground.

It slowly stood upright in the dark wind, and a pair of huge fiery red wings suddenly spread out, dispersing the surrounding black mist, revealing its true form.

The huge body is covered with wild and beastly muscles, the red body has hard and sharp scales, the eyes are like burning coals, revealing a deep light, and the sharp teeth in the mouth are like a steel dagger.

There was an air of despair all over his body.

"Deep Hell - Demon Refining." The female elf took a deep breath and pronounced this terrifying title.

"Tuva." The gigantic abyssal fiend even introduced himself politely.

The hell fiends are the top group of the devil's social collective. They are the governors of the hell territory, the commanders of the nine hell armies, and the aides of the devil's princes. They are tough, powerful, have superb evil intelligence, and amazing patience. Any mortal who tries to enslave the Hell Fiends and drive them will eventually end up with a tragic end, with their souls dragged into hell and becoming the lowest level of lemure slaves.

"Tuva, why did you come here?!" the female elf shouted loudly.

The Hell Fiend did not answer directly, but instead asked in a hissing voice: "Elf. Does the emperor still exist in your society?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Look at me, and look at those red-robed wizards in Searle. They are all just running for the emperor's gaze. This is our destiny." Tuva's ferocious and terrifying beast face revealed tranquility, "Hand over the power wands, wizards."

The Cyre said anxiously: "We didn't get the scepter! It may be in the hands of this elf, or it may be in the hands of the two bards in the inn!"

Tuva sneered, "No, idiot, I can feel that the power of the artifact is in your hands."

It suddenly started moving forward, and before the afterimage disappeared from everyone's retinas, its sharp claws had already penetrated the body of a red-robed wizard.

"Here!" Tuva roared in surprise, and then took out a fork from the red-robed wizard!