Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 243: Starfall vs. Demon Ghana (4)

Xingluo flapped his wings and launched a fierce attack on the demon Ghana, instantly switching between offense and defense. Like a real knight, Xingluo engaged in fierce close combat with the demon. The fighting consciousness derived from his body's instinct was awakened again, and his childhood memories also came to his mind. Xingluo gritted his teeth and stopped thinking about it. His attacks became more and more sharp. He held a rusty dagger and wore a rusty bracelet. From time to time, he took out a rusty slate shield and a rusty suit from the space ring. Although it did not look as good as those gorgeous magic equipment, he did not know what the material was and it did not seem to be damaged, so Xingluo used it quite well. This time, Xingluo finally noticed the abnormality of the rusty suit.

The rusty dagger was soaked in the blood of the demon Ghana, and the rust on it seemed to be removed a little bit. Xingluo did not miss it this time. Noticing this, he looked at Ghana greedily. Ghana looked into Xingluo's eyes and suddenly had the illusion that he was the prey and Xingluo was the hunter. However, the demon was still a demon after all, and he soon launched a more fierce attack, forcing Xingluo to retract his greedy gaze.

But Xingluo was also happy about this. After all, only living demons seemed to have this effect. Otherwise, he would not have been unaware when cutting the demon's corpse with a dagger. Xingluo began a fierce and long-lasting fight with the demon Ghana, and the rust on the dagger was also decreasing. Xingluo had tried his best to prolong the fighting time, but the rust removal process of the dagger was too slow, which made Xingluo think it was an illusion several times.

Finally, the demon Ghana also noticed something was wrong. The opponent could still fight back and forth with him under such a fierce attack. This was obviously abnormal. Moreover, the opponent was just a mage. Could he become a knight by wearing armor? Especially when the opponent actually used martial arts level body skills, he suddenly felt that the opponent was actually a knight, but he only knew magic.

Xingluo relied on his body skills to keep the opponent bleeding. Ghana was very powerful, and this kind of wound was like a mosquito bite and had no effect on his movements. Xingluo deliberately used the Rust Suit to continuously cause damage to the opponent, and the rust slowly faded away.

With the wings flapping, Xingluo dodged the opponent's fatal attack again, which made the demon Ghana almost crazy. Xingluo with wings was extremely fast. After using the martial arts level body skills, Ghana was secretly shocked by the opponent's speed. You know, one of the most powerful things about demons is speed, and the other is strength. When the speed reaches a certain level, the strength will not be too bad. In front of Xingluo, these proud things were trampled underfoot. Xingluo's attack became more and more sharp. Although the dagger was very blunt, it was stabbed into the body of the demon Ghana by Xingluo. This pain made Ghana couldn't help but groan in pain.

"You? Are you looking for death?" The demon Ghana couldn't bear it any longer, and began to mobilize mental magic, intending to influence Xingluo's intelligence, arouse his emotions, and make him sink into the world of fantasy and unable to extricate himself, over and over again.

But Demon Ghana was disappointed again. Xingluo just frowned at the mental attack and glanced at the position where Demon Ghana was standing. Demon Ghana broke out in a cold sweat. You know, in a battle of this level, any negligence will affect the balance of victory or defeat. So Xingluo did not allow himself to fall into fantasy. When he thought that he was not from this world, and maybe one day in the future, he would have to go back, he felt depressed. The fallen autumn leaves kept falling on the square as the two fought.

Xingluo knew that the other party must have a backup plan, but he also had one, but he just didn't use it often. However, it still had to be used at the critical moment to be called a backup plan.

Xingluo was fighting like this, thinking about how to defeat a demon that could use magic. Some people suggested using garlic, while others warned Xingluo that he was playing with fire and getting burned. In short, Xingluo had spent so many years, and besides improving his strength, he was also eating and sleeping.

The Falling God City had already been targeted by falcons and rats. There were rotting corpses everywhere, especially those killed by magic, whose bodies rotted much faster than they would naturally. Soon, the falcons that blocked out the sun blocked out the light, making the entire Falling God City appear even darker and damper.

Several other small-scale battles finally ended under Mo's leadership. Even the blood werewolves became alchemists' experimental materials. All this ended the battle ahead of schedule under Mo's command.

Xingluo saw Mo and the others gathering here, and hurriedly used his fighting spirit to condense his voice and magic to stop them from coming. It was not that he did not want Mo and the others to join the battle, but the devil was best at bewitching people. He was able to resist because of his strong mental power and having experienced a more tempting world, but he did not think that Mo and the others could resist easily. Mo hesitated slightly, and then decisively led everyone away from here. Ghana was slightly disappointed when he saw Mo. He had planned to let these people kill each other to disturb Xingluo's mind, but obviously the other party did not come as he wished. His mental attack could not be too far away, otherwise the effect would be greatly reduced and would not have any effect.

The fight between Xingluo and Ghana was finally coming to an end. Xingluo discovered that no matter how much blood he shed, he could not remove the rust. He suddenly felt as if the dagger was a living thing and had absorbed enough of this type of blood. Xingluo began to use the real power of enchantment. With the blessing of his blood, his speed and strength soared again. Every blow could pierce Ghana with the rusty dagger, causing Ghana to grimace in pain. His already terrifying appearance became even more hideous.

The attack that Ghana had organized with great difficulty was easily blocked by Xingluo with his stone shield. No matter whether it was the dark abyss magic or the powerful physical attack, it could not cause any harm to Xingluo behind the stone slab. Demon Ghana began to become irritable. The Abyss Army had been destroyed by Xingluo's forces, and he could not kill the opponent at this time. There was no point in dragging it on. Ghana planned to return to the abyss to accept punishment, but Xingluo had no intention of letting him go. Xingluo had already regarded the body of Demon Ghana as his own property, so how could he let him go easily?

The angel puppets watching the battle also joined the battle. At this moment, Demon Ghana suddenly realized that the opponent had been hiding his strength. It was easy for him to use magic puppets to fight at the same time. The starry sky array behind Xingluo appeared and disappeared. All of Demon Ghana's actions were already calculated by Xingluo. Soon, several vital parts of Demon Ghana were attacked terribly. Xiao Hei also joined the battle at this time. Compared with humans, the dragon race is immune to mind control magic, and the black dragon is the best among them. Demon Ghana was no longer able to save the situation. With the addition of Xiao Hei's dragon breath and dragon claws, his strength continued to dissipate. Only when he was on the verge of death, he looked at Xingluo and said, "Sooner or later, you will pay the price for what happened today. The footsteps of the Abyss Legion will not stop here."

Xingluo put away his left hand that had crushed the demon's heart. Although the location of the demon's heart was not fixed, after fighting with the opponent for such a long time, he was still able to calculate the location of the heart based on the blood flow rate.

"Interesting!" A pale little hand stroked the extremely fast leader of the Cat Royal Clan, and the leader of the Cat Royal Clan actually let the other party stroke him, as if he had an instinctive fear of this existence.