The remaining 11 warlocks have already been prepared and ready to go:
Some held a basketball-sized scorching fireball firmly in their hands. Flames, which was jumping on the surface of the fireball, seemed to be out of control at any time;
Purple Thunder electric sparkles flowed flexibly from the tips of some fingers, making a sizzling sound;
Others put their hands at their waists, with ice picks condensed with cold light in their palms.
Everyone held their breath and stared closely at the thick black fog that no longer changed in the six-ray array.
Dick unconsciously shed a little sweat on the tip of his nose, his pupils tightened, and he stared at the mist.
And deep in his heart, the witcher's sharp senses kept sending out sharp warnings:
Run away!
Run away!
Run away!
But seeing that Dean Mary had no intention of flinching, Dick endured the uncomfortable feeling like stepping on a tightrope and tightened his grip on the sword. His knuckles cracked with force and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging.
At a certain moment, the middle-aged warlock who had spoken to Dick relaxed slightly and said:
"Mary Dean, everything should be fine, right?"
Mary Dean was about to respond when he saw the black mist in the six-pointed star array began to twist and bulge violently, as if a more powerful force was about to expand from it, like a giant beast about to break out of its cocoon.
"Quickly retreat!" Dean Mary shouted quickly.
With a bang, the black mist exploded like a bomb, and a powerful black air flow surged out with overwhelming force.
When all the warlocks except Dean Dick and Mary were hit by this force, their bodies flew backwards like kites with broken strings.
Fortunately, these warlocks had prepared rune pendants in advance. The moment the strong impact of the black mist touched their bodies, a stream of khaki translucent air quickly covered their bodies like armor.
Immediately afterwards, the defense collided with the mist, making a harsh sound, and the black air flow broke through the defensive shield, but fortunately, the impact of the black mist also dispersed and disappeared.
The warlocks fell down after being collided, quickly stood up, and maintained their formation again.
When Black Mist collided with Dean Mary, a few inches of her chest automatically Blink produced a translucent circular pattern marked with khaki runes;
This pattern keeps rotating, absorbing all the black airflow, and in the blink of an eye, the turbulent black airflow is dissolved into nothingness.
Dick's approach was more simple and crude. He thrust the black sword straight into the ground, and simply blocked it with his other arm in front of his forehead. He relied on super Self-Healing Ability to forcefully survive the impact.
When he stood up again, although the white bones of his right hand were exposed, the charred skin peeled off piece by piece like a snake sloughing off, the new pink texture proliferated crazily on the skeleton, and the blood vessels stretched like vines. The whole process was accompanied by a sticky sound that made your teeth sour.
In the blink of an eye, the palm of your hand takes on a new look.
"Everyone, are you okay?" Dick asked with a frown.
"It's okay." The warlocks responded sparsely.
After asking, he looked back at Xiya and saw that her complexion had improved a lot. It must have been caused by the sudden explosion of mist and the interruption of contact with her.
As soon as he relaxed a little, he heard a buzzing sound coming from the six-pointed star array next to him, mixed with a rumbling sound.
He hurriedly turned around and saw the light of the six-pointed star array rising from the ground, and then it was covered by a thick black mist.
Immediately afterwards, the sound became louder and louder, and after just one breath, a dark red Monster with flapping wings flew out from it.
Dick's eyes narrowed, and it turned out to be Imp.
However, he was still a little relieved, after all, Imp was not very powerful in combat.
But before he could finish his thoughts, another pair of wings stretched out from the black hole.
In the blink of an eye, countless scarlet flesh wings covered the dome, and the hum of the demons' flapping wings formed a low-frequency resonance in the underground space.
The airflow they caused when they were circling rolled up rubble all over the ground, forming several small tornadoes around the six-ray array.
When the sharp claws are clenched, some will condense fire balls, and some will condense poison balls;
The fishy saliva continuously dripped from the sharp teeth, corroding small pits on the ground.
Those small scarlet eyes stared at everyone, just like Hungry Wolf staring at sheep.
However, this group of sorcerers was not unprepared.
Except for Dean Mary, several warlocks have already started chanting spells.
Seeing Imp appear, they pushed both palms into the air.
The five elemental rings of ice, fire, thunder, earth, and wind merged together to form a huge elemental energy group, like a roaring dragon, making a sharp hiss and meandering rapidly through the air.
These Imp will hurt you if you rub them, and you will die if you touch them.
If the corpse is still intact, it will turn into little bits of dark red light and disappear into the air before it hits the ground, as if it had never appeared.
There were dozens more Imp, throwing fireballs or poison balls in their hands towards Dean Mary.
Mary The runes under Dean's feet rotated clockwise, and the space wrinkled like a torn oil painting - her figure instantly appeared dozens of feet away.
She waved her right hand gently, and a crescent-shaped airflow as wide as her arm condensed and formed in front of her. Like a full-moon scimitar, it rotated forward rapidly, and the speed became faster and faster, gradually forming a huge silver plate.
Whenever Imp touches this silver plate, it will be split into two.
The smelly blood rain mixed with sulfuric ashes poured down, and blood mist steamed on the hot gravel ground.
Mary The air flow brought up when Dean's silver plate sliced through the demon's neck blew the blood beads into a spiral of blood-colored rainbow.
These bloody rainbows turned into dark red light fragments together with the corpses, dissipating in the air.
Dick didn't hesitate at all. When the two sides were fighting, he quickly came to Xiya's side.
He made a seal with his left hand and shot it towards Xiya. The thick earthy yellow bell instantly clasped Xiya - Protection Sign activated.
After doing this, Dick pulled out the purple sword with his other hand.
With both swords in hand, he flicked his wrists, and with a soft moan, the cold Sword Qi spread from the hilt to the tip of the sword.
When swung, the two swords turned into silver-white whirlpools in Dick's hands, and the sound of the sword blades breaking through the air and the bursting of fireballs intertwined into a symphony of death.
Each flash of cold light accurately cut three poison balls, and the green venom exploded into starbursts in the air, splashing onto the stone slabs and corroding honeycomb-shaped holes.
At this time, he had no time to take into account the unexpected situations that might arise if the other warlocks except Dean Mary entered the refractory period after releasing the first spell.
Fortunately, these Imp still have some "intelligence", and the remaining hundreds of Imp are scattered in the air and no longer attack.
They also wisely stayed away from Dean Mary, the "god of death", and vaguely protected the six-ray array.
In the black mist in the six-ray array, a huge green hand stretched out.
Then, another one was stretched out.
When the giant claws composed of Lava tore through the black mist, sulfur steam spewed out like a volcanic eruption.
Blisters gradually appeared on everyone's exposed skin, and the hot air flow between breaths burned their trachea - the underground space was rising to a furnace state at a rate of three degrees per second.
Dick looked up at Monster walking out of the magma waterfall:
The ten-meter-tall body is covered with cracked Lava lines, and each crack is flowing with residual green fire marrow. A pair of curved horns grow twisted and twisted on both sides of the head, with unburned animal bones hanging at the ends.
Mary Dean's roar produced ripples and distortions in the high temperature, "Abyssal Infernal!"
The Protection runes on her robe automatically lighted up, but the voice sounded like it was coming through a curtain of boiling water:
"It is not afraid of any elemental spell!
Dick, you deal with it! We warlocks are responsible for solving the remaining Imp and protecting Xiya."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dick saw the runes under Dean Mary's feet rotating clockwise. After a flash of white light, she had already arrived beside the other warlocks.
She waved her arm again, and a purple light enveloped all the warlocks.
A purple halo bloomed into a mandala pattern at the feet of the warlocks, and twelve figures teleported amidst the explosions.
The ground where they landed was crystallized, and the soles of their shoes made a crisp sound like glass breaking when they came into contact with the rock formations.
She has appeared steadily in front of Xiya with these 11 warlocks.