As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

Xian Ya, who was in charge of exploring the route, quickly brought back good news:

"It's directly below this island, where the wind is relatively small and there are few debris, so you can jump directly."

So the silver-haired girl took Xian Ya and the little fairy Nicole to start a thrilling free-hand rock climbing.

Ordinary people climb up from the bottom, but she climbs down from a slope like the bottom of a pot, which is much more difficult.

"Whoa whoa - Nicole is going to be scratched!"

The little goblin was tied around Xianya's waist with a rope, and then Xianya hugged the silver-haired girl again, and the three moved together with difficulty.

"It's here."

Seeing the tiny wind tunnel below, Egwene took a deep breath.

Then he let go of his hand suddenly and jumped down!

"Oh?"

Bazel on the ground suddenly noticed something and raised his head again.

"Did the trial succeed?"

She thought suspiciously:

"But this speed...is too fast."

Surrounded by a cyan whirlwind, her body rose from the ground and flew into the air!

Chapter 180 The source of magic power!

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Three shadows appeared in the sky.

As a human who can't fly, the silver-haired girl is the calmest one:

Because she found that the violent airflow became her best cover.

If it is a vertical jump from a height of more than 1 meters, even a Juggernaut cannot survive the impact;

However, being blown back and forth in the air by the air current greatly reduced the force of the fall, and the falling speed was still very slow until a few thousand meters above the ground.

——It was Xianya and the goblin who yelled.

But they were not so much afraid as they were yelling and venting their excitement.

"It was much fun, my lord."

The little goblin shouted and danced happily:

"Although Nicole can also fly, but this is the first time I have played this kind of high-altitude drop!"

"Xianya has already played—!"

Xianya hugged the silver-haired girl's waist and shouted loudly.

"Ugh... stop shouting."

Ai Wen covered her mouth with her hand and said sadly.

Although it is a good thing that the falling speed has slowed down, it makes people feel sick after being blown for so long.

Fortunately, her current physique has surpassed that of human beings by countless times, otherwise she might pass out directly.

"!"

"!"

Xianya and the goblin hurriedly imitated her and covered their mouths.

"If Bazel doesn't come again, I'll have to find a way to save myself."

The silver-haired girl looked at the ground getting closer and drew out her sword.

Originally, she didn't want to use this method because she was not sure.

Even if the storm greatly slowed the impact, the momentum of this fall is far greater than jumping from a skyscraper!

It may be very difficult to counteract such a powerful inertia with only the power of sword skills, and injury is unavoidable.

However, her fears did not come true, as reinforcements arrived soon after.

"Don't resist!"

Bazel, who flew up quickly from below, yelled at her, and released a wind magic upward:

"—letting those two little things go away will increase unnecessary mana consumption!"

As Xianya and the goblin flew away, the silver-haired girl felt her body suddenly lighten!

The cyan whirlwind that contained the power of the elements gently lifted her up and slowly landed towards the ground.

"Ugh!"

On the ground, she still vomited shamelessly.

——The successor of the dignified devil king couldn't help vomiting because of the fall from the sky. This can be regarded as a dark history.

"Hehe, with a human body, you've done a pretty good job."

Bazel waited for her to finish vomiting, and said with flickering eyes:

"It seems that you didn't carry out the trial... It really surprised me."

"You said it!"

The silver-haired girl said:

"It would be good to just tell me the way to break in, but you insisted on playing something self-destruct without telling me... almost killed me."

"It `s my mistake."

Bazel slapped his head:

"I forgot that some dark elves with a long lifespan understand dragon language, so they let her go."

"I don't understand, I don't understand!"

The little goblin hid behind the silver-haired girl in fear:

"I was just guessing..."

"Don't be afraid, she won't do anything to you."

Ai Wen patted the little fairy and comforted her.

Then he strode forward drunkenly, sat staggeringly on a big rock, rubbed his head and murmured:

"Bazel, tell me the real origin of that ring, it is definitely not the flying prop you mentioned."

"Ha, you found out."

Bazel smiled and said:

"That's the devil's ring...it's also a key."

She answered the silver-haired girl's doubts:

"It's actually similar to the keys of the Void Library. They will all let your soul go to the place of trial."

"A place of trials?"

Egwene rubbed her temples and asked:

"Is that a dark space?"

"Since you've entered there, why haven't you accepted the trial?"

Bazel's expression was a little strange.

"Are you stupid?"

Egwen replied angrily:

"How did Laortiga die in the first place?"

"Accepting the trial is tantamount to giving up my own safety. How could I go to the trial when the Black Witch is still in the Demon Realm!"

"The Black Witch? It's impossible for her to get close to the core."

Bazel said disapprovingly:

"Although you can't see it with the naked eye, there really exists [law] there;"

"Even if the Black Witch's strength is comparable to that of the gods, she will pay an extremely heavy price if she wants to break through."

"Hmph, that means, she may still get in."

Egwene snorted.

"Well, you're right."

Bazel spread his hands helplessly:

"It's because I didn't think carefully..."

"Bazel, can I trust you?"

The silver-haired girl raised her head suddenly, looked at her and asked.

"I really want to say: yes."

Bazel sighed:

"It's a pity that you can't sign a soul contract with me now, so no matter what I say, you won't believe it."

"I'm not talking about the soul contract."

The silver-haired girl stared into her eyes and said word by word:

"I'm asking you personally—can I trust you, Bazel?"

"Or... Ernest? The Immortal King?"