Chi chi chi…
Accompanied by a sharp roaring cutting sound.
"Ho ho—"
The pitiful roar exploded across the entire stone staircase, and then filled the ruined hall.
At this time, Moran and Dika, who were stationed at the entrance of the hall, looked at the flaming stone staircase with surprised and cautious expressions.
The rising fire made it difficult for them to see what was going on inside.
But the roar of the Balrog made them very clear that the Balrog had suffered a big loss.
Along with the roar, the body of the Balrog, whose arm was cut off in half, quickly turned into flames and disappeared.
At the same time, seven or eight magic blades whistling fiercely swept through the flames transformed by the Balrog, cutting the iron-green rocks on the steps behind him into a pile of rubble.
If he had escaped a second later, the blow he would have suffered would have been even more severe.
With the disappearance of the Balrog.
The flames in the stairs were quickly extinguished.
The flames were not completely extinguished, and Gunie was still burning.
The burning location was Gune's chest.
Gunie was standing firmly in front of the wall. On the chest of her winter coat, a ferocious black claw handprint was like a branding iron. It melted Gunie's coat, and made Gunie's winter coat burn fiercely at the melted position. .
With an expressionless expression, he tore off the burning robe on his chest, and then revealed the mithril magic gold grade purple scale chain mail on his body.
There was a brief confrontation just now.
Gune exploded with a magic blade and cut off one of Balrog's arms.
The flame demon also slapped Gu Nie on the chest with a palm, knocking Gu Nie away and hitting the wall.
The power of this palm is terrifyingly powerful.
While breaking Gunie's blood shield, the powerful shock wave also knocked Gunie away and hit the wall. At this time, the wall behind Gunnie was dented and cracked, showing the power of this palm.
Even the destructive power of flames contained in that palm is enough to easily burn to death a powerful second-level spellcaster.
It's a pity that in Gune's case, in front of the powerful body and mithril chain armor, this blow only injured Gune.
Gu Niedu didn't need to drink the potion. Just two or three breaths of the extraordinary restorative power of the blood in his body repaired the injury.
The powerful fleshy body was vividly displayed in this frontal confrontation.
Standing and outputting, Gune is not afraid of any master of the same level.
Looking at the half arm of the Balrog that was cut off by the magic blade and fell to the ground, burning fiercely, Gune smiled softly.
"Do you really think my fleshy body is fake? How dare you stick to my face?"
With a wave of his hand, Gunie's puppet secret thread quickly penetrated into the broken arm.
Then the blood of the Balrog was drawn by Gune.
Using the blood pool to taste a little bit of Gu Nie, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
"This smell is really weird, but I have already remembered your smell."
"you… "
Gunie looked up at the entrance to the broken stone staircase.
"There's no escape."
…
The ruins, silent and cold hall was full of devastation.
Woohoo~~
As the window glass shattered, the cold wind whipped into the house.
The many burning dark red flames swayed one after another in the icy cold wind.
The whole house was filled with a strange and coquettish red flame color.
For a moment, a somewhat eerie red color spread over the snow outside the window.
In an inconspicuous flame.
The Balrog "Betelel" is hiding in it.
At this time, an inexplicable fear emerged from the depths of Bertel's heart.
"Is that guy a monster?"
The scene just now was clearly engraved in Bertel's mind.
He manipulates the power of "fire burning" unique to the extraordinary profession of "Fire Demon".
One blow shattered the spellcaster's shield.
As we all know, when a spell caster is in the early stages, his shield is generally not very powerful.
Originally, according to his plan, after he got close to the magician and shattered the shield with one blow, the power of "fire burning" could easily burn the magician from the inside.
After all, the body of a spellcaster is not very resistant to ordinary conventional strikes.
Not to mention this penetrating special strike force.
He killed at least ten spellcasters this way.
However, just now, he blasted away the second-level spell master with one blow, and at the same time, the power of "flame burning" also penetrated into it.
A horrifying scene appeared. Even though the spell master was blown away by him, he seemed to be fine and continued to cast spells to bombard him while flying upside down.
You've been knocked away, and you're still casting spells. Aren't you worried about yourself
And the enemy's blow to him was something he would never forget.
The terrifying translucent magic blade almost touched his arm when it was released, leaving him with no possibility of dodging.
And the enemy's spellcaster cast it with such frequency that it was even more frightening.
The successive demonic blades nearly sliced him into pieces, but fortunately he escaped quickly enough.
"Not only is it an instant spell, but it also overlaps with such a high frequency in a single second, and..."
"My blow didn't seem to cause fatal damage to that guy, at least based on the performance of the spell master."
"That spell master's spells are so powerful, and his physical defense is even stronger than mine. How could there be such a monster in this world?"
For the first time, Bertelair, who had a powerful six-star extraordinary professional Balrog, felt that a second-level spellcaster could also have such frightening strength.
"If I leave a little later, that guy's magic blade will cut off my head." Betelair thought with some lingering fear.
Footsteps suddenly sounded.
It came from the entrance of the stone staircase.
The sound immediately frightened Betelair, who was distracted, and he regained his composure.
He originally thought this was a one-sided massacre, at least that was the feeling given to him by the two guards at the door.
But now, it feels a bit like riding a tiger with a hard time getting off.
When I saw the second-level spell master coming out from under the stone stairs.
Bertel almost cursed.
"How can you, a spellcaster, wear such equipment? Can your body bear such weight?"
What caught the eye was Guneh, whose neck, body, arms and thighs were all wrapped in chainmail.
The dark gold and mithril's unique silver-gray luster shows that this is an extraordinary piece of mithril magic gold equipment with powerful defensive capabilities.
Even though he was filled with anger, Betelair did not dare to make any sound or even make any abnormal fluctuations at this time.
He already knew how powerful this spellcaster was after a brief confrontation. He was definitely a very, very terrifying and unreasonable guy, which could be seen from the hundreds of kilograms of chain armor on his body.
"Soon the power of this flame will be able to restore my arm. At that time..."
While thinking about it, Betelair had already aimed at Gune's head.
The blow just now did not kill Gune. In Bertel's opinion, it was the function of the extraordinary equipment.
This time, Bertelaire believed that as long as he manipulated the power of flames and hit the spellcaster's head with one blow, he could kill the spellcaster in seconds as easily as smashing a watermelon.
After all, low-level spellcasters are fragile after all.