The battle between the mage Alvin and the Fire Demon soon came to an end.

The two were stalemate for less than five minutes, but the consumption of power was extremely large.

Felston's dark green corrosive flames had shrunk by most of the time, and only a thin layer was applied to the surface of his body.

He fell to the ground, lowered his head, leaned his sword in front of him, and put on a defensive posture of resisting to the end.

On his giant sword, the boiling lava had completely solidified and turned black, losing most of its attack power.

His power could no longer keep the sword in lava state.

Alvin was even more tragic. He was almost bleeding from his seven orifices, and all his defenses were gone. Even the casting crystal on the staff had cracks.

Judging from this situation, he should be unable to support it first. No, he will definitely die first!

The situation on the field changed again, and Pheles roared suddenly and the voice came out from afar.

He is summoning his monster servant.

Soon, a large number of mountain monsters and evil demons appeared around the mage Aiwen.

If it were normal, Alvin would cut the wind blades over and slaughter these ghosts.

But now, he is almost exhausted.

There are still a lot of wind elements left in his body, but he is now having a split headache and it is impossible to use them with one mind.

As the monster was about to pounce on him and tear his flesh and blood.

The mage suddenly inserted the staff in his hand to the ground, and an extremely resolute light appeared in his eyes.

He spitted out a few clear and cold words: "Seal. Broken."

Hearing this, the fire demon Fils knew that this guy was going to fight to the death. He roared again, gathering up the remaining power in his body, causing the flames on the surface of his body to surge again.

At the same time, the casting crystal on Evan's staff shattered, and the small magic array in front of him also broke into a light spot.

The inscription cage that had been imprisoning Pheles exploded and became countless white spots of light. These spots burst out everywhere, submerging this area in a piece of white light.

The white light lasted for ten seconds.

Ten seconds later, the light faded.

All the monsters present were destroyed.

All the green flames on the body of the fire demon Phils dissipated, and even the dark green flames on his hair completely dimmed.

He was covered with cracks and dark green blood, half-kneeled on the ground, gasping for breath.

On the other hand, Alvin's body had long been destroyed by the sea of ​​light, and his corpse was gone, leaving only a broken staff and the three shining silver stars on the robe.

These are the final glory of a third-level mage.

Pheles was extremely disappointed. He had inexplicably fought with someone. After being so seriously injured, he got nothing, and the so-called descendants of the dragon were gone.

However, he won in the end, as long as he is alive.

He rested for a while, leaning on the completely dim lava sword, slowly stood up and prepared to return to the forest.

But as soon as he turned around, his eyes immediately condensed and his body stopped.

The Frost Warrior who was chased by him was standing not far away, looking at him and laughing, making him feel chill and creepy.

The young man walked over slowly, clapped his hands, and exclaimed: "No, good, a wonderful battle."

Phils instinctively crossed his sword in front of him and said vigilantly: "What are you doing here? The dragon descendant has no bones left."

He is extremely weak now, and even if the other party is a second-level samurai, he may have taken his life.

Devin laughed, his feet still kept walking towards the weak fire demon.

"I want to ask you something," he said.

"What do you want?" The proud Philes slowed down in a rare tone.

Devin had already walked five meters in front of the fire demon. He raised his head and pointed at Pheles' head: "Your head."

As soon as these words were spoken, Pheles immediately became angry.

"Arrogant!"

Even if he was at the end of his strength at this time, it was ridiculous that a mere second-level samurai would dare to say such big words.

He roared, gathered his strength, jumped towards Devin, and slapped the giant sword in his hand towards him.

His momentum looks terrifying, but Devin could feel the essence of his strength outside and doing it at the same time.

At the end of the power, there is no need to be afraid.

The giant sword swung over, and he stretched out his hand and easily pressed against the sword spine. Then he acted, jumped a few meters high on the spot, twisted his waist in the air, and fisted like an arrow, hitting Fels' chest hard.

With a muffled bang, Devin retreated back to the ground under the huge reaction force. Under the heavy force, he stepped on two deep pits on the grass that were not far from his calves.

Fire Demon Fils was shocked by this blow, and blood squirted from his mouth.

His huge body retreated repeatedly. After more than ten steps, his feet became weak and he was on the ground and could no longer get up.

By now, the Fire Demon has realized something is wrong.

It is impossible for humans to have such great power. Even if he is injured, he cannot knock him back more than ten steps with one punch. His body weight is still there.

"This is impossible, you cannot have such power. You are not a human being!" He exclaimed, already a little awakened.

But he had no time to think, because the other party was unreasonable and rushed up again.

This is already a critical moment of life and death.

Pheles used all his strength to gather all his strength, and a thin layer of green flame barely appeared on the surface of his body.

This is corrosive flames, and he doesn't believe that this guy dares to hit him with his fist.

But the next moment, Devin's actions broke his fantasy.

A fist wrapped in white mist hit his chest again, and a faint blue fist shadow rushed into his body, bringing him endless pain.

Philes only felt a large number of alien elements ravaging, constantly destroying his body, which felt like swallowing a bottle of bursting potion.

But he was very strong in physique, and he didn't die or faint, just staring at Devin.

He should have been stained with the corrosive flames with the punch just now. No one can withstand his flames, and he will definitely be burned to ashes by the flames.

But the following scene made him open his eyes incredibly.

Indeed, some green flames were stained on the other party's fist, but the flames were burning on the surface and could not erode the other party's body at all.

With his keen eyesight, he could see that under its corrosive flames were wrapped with a faint crystal red light.

Pheles felt a huge shock in his heart.

He shouted: "So you are, you are! You..."

He could no longer speak, and his heart was filled with the anger of being fooled.

Devin blew a sigh of relief at the flames, and the flame, which claimed that the opponent was immortal, was completely extinguished.

He smiled at the Fire Demon with admiration, but he showed no mercy in his hand, punching him one by one, pouring a lot of frost power into it.

Devin stopped until the Fire Demon's body completely turned into an ice sculpture.

At this moment, the Fire Demon's eyes were still wide open, looking straight at Devin, with the last glimmer still in it.

He was still breathing a sigh of relief, not dead yet, and his body was indeed strong.

Devin walked up, leaned in his ear, and admitted softly, "Go with peace of mind, I am the descendant of the dragon."

Hearing him say this, the fire demon's obsession dissipated and he let out his last breath, and the light in his eyes completely disappeared.

Devin began to clean the battlefield.

He is very interested in gold coins now. When he goes to Sonata, he doesn't have a lot of gold coins to open the way, so that's impossible.

For example, if you buy aristocratic family tree, those that are slightly more reliable will require a lot of money.

He put away all the valuable things he could find, such as the handle of the staff, which must be worth dozens of gold coins.

There are also those three silver stars that are as bright as new. This thing is mitral silver. It is worth a lot of money by counting gold coins. Devin put away the land of treasure and importance.

Unfortunately, the mage's space ring has been destroyed by strong magical power, and the things inside are naturally annihilated by the energy of the different space.

This is the disadvantage of storage magic tools. Once you have suffered from excessive magical power, it is very easy to be damaged and you have no place to cry.

No one will always keep the real important thing in the storage magic tool. So Devin is not very disappointed.

After packing up, Devin picked up Pheles' giant sword again. Unfortunately, this sword was just an ordinary iron sword. If it were said to be characterized, it was to withstand high temperatures and was not worth anything.

He walked to the Fire Demon, chopped off his head with a sword, and carried it on his back.
Chapter completed!