Protracted Battle

The legendary demon beneath him was already dead. Huo Ling slowly raised his dragon head.

He did not relax his guard, because not far from him, the figure of another ferocious demon had already appeared.

It was enormous, standing around thirteen meters tall, with a twisted metal wand in its hand.

This was the legendary demon spellcaster. It possessed formidable combat strength; back at the fortress, it had fought Gaden and two archangels to a standstill without suffering much injury.

The legendary spellcaster demon floated in the air, watching Huo Ling from afar. "Look, what do I see... a red dragon!"

"Kehehehe!"

Huo Ling swept up the legendary demon's corpse, his gaze grave as he watched this legendary spellcaster demon.

The strength of the legendary demon before him was clearly far greater than Huo Ling's, whether in terms of the spells it commanded or its legendary rank.

The demon did not attack, and naturally Huo Ling did not act rashly either. He said, "The battle has been lost, yet you still aren't running. Aren't you afraid those angels will catch up?"

The demon gently swayed its head. "They won't chase us out. But you—one dragon daring to chase after us. What nerve!"

"Kneel and surrender to me. Perhaps I'll spare your life and only eat part of your flesh!"

The demon grinned viciously, its long, narrow tongue sweeping across its lips as a savage glint filled its eyes.

Huo Ling's red dragon body slowly shifted, taking on the form of a dragonman. During that time, he secretly summoned Modo.

Though he felt somewhat flustered inside, he was not afraid. Huo Ling mocked, "If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave at all. Can you kill both of us in a short time? If you can't, the barons