Chapter 2198 Fear of Demons

In the dark prison, a blue figure with a resolute expression was moving rapidly, blood spilled all over the ground behind him.

The terrifying monster was chasing after him. At this moment, there was no companion beside him.

Feeling that his physical strength was gradually exhausted, York gritted his teeth and did not stop his steps. At this moment, he actually missed the spells he used to do. With the cooperation of spells, getting rid of the immediate predicament is just a matter of a portal.

But soon, he was ashamed of his own thoughts. He had already given up everything that belonged to the mage, and he did not want to have any involvement with the mage.

The chain exploded from behind him, but hit nothing, embedded deeply into the wall behind him, and made a crisp sound. The demon behind took advantage of it, and his figure also drew a lot closer to him.

The terrifying aura coming from behind made him grit his teeth, and he couldn't get rid of that demon at all.

At this moment, as if he had noticed something, he slowed down, and there was a soft humming sound behind him.

Flames appeared in front of him, and out of the flames were several burly demons and a mage wearing a bright red robe.

"It's you? What exactly do you want? I'm targeting those creatures first!" The chain demon looked at the great demon blocking the way, and said angrily, as if he was regretting the loss of those savage creatures.

"Your physique is very special. I am very interested in your blood. I will catch you and study everything in your body."

On the side, the mage in the bright red robe slowly stepped forward and said to the chain demon.

Hearing this, the chain demon sneered: "Do you want to do the same? Then let me see if you have the ability!"

Following the words of the chain demon, the sharp hooks full of barbs were ready to go beside him, and the icy cold light flashed faintly on the hooks, like poisonous snakes that wanted to choose someone to bite, staring at him fiercely. Looking at the target, and the Scarlet Mage also gathered mana, the atmosphere in the prison became more and more dull, and it seemed that there would be a tragic battle in the next moment.

"Wait." Seeing that the conflict was about to happen, Aglan seemed to think of something. He stretched out his hand, stopped the Scarlet Mage, and looked at the chain demon in the distance: "Master Messijia has learned about you , ask me to say hello to you."

Following Aglan's narration, the chain demon stared blankly, and the movements of his hands also stopped. If Aglan read it correctly, at this moment, the body of the chain demon began to tremble faintly, as if recalling something that frightened him.

"It turned out that she asked you to come... I just got out of trouble, and she already knew? No, I don't want to be caught by her!"

Under the eyes of all the demons who were fearful or confused, the chain demon let out a few tragic wailings. At this moment, the demon who seemed to be terrified by the chains all over his body bent down and said I retched a few times.

Even the Scarlet Mage felt extremely puzzled at this moment. He obviously hadn't done anything yet, and the Chain Demon seemed to be dying.

What all the legion members didn't expect was that after recovering for a while, the chain demon no longer cared about everything in front of him, turned around and fled towards the passage behind.

The Scarlet Mage let out a cold snort, and was about to go forward to chase the chained demon who was fleeing in a hurry, but was stopped by Aglan: "Don't chase, have you forgotten the master's order? The most important thing now is to bring that hero to him." go back."

With Aglan's persuasion, the Scarlet Mage gradually calmed down, and completing the task was above all else. Compared with that, the chain demon seemed insignificant, and retreated voluntarily, which could save a fight.

"Okay, now it's your turn." As he spoke, the Scarlet Mage set his sights on the blue-skinned hero, "Let me see, what is the difference between you and those barbaric creatures? You can't survive under my spell."

As he said that, the Scarlet Mage raised his hand, and slowly said in his mouth, "Blood Control Thaumaturgy... huh?"

The change in front of him caused the complexion of the Scarlet Mage to change slightly, and York's body temperature was not affected much except for a drop of a few degrees.

"You have enough mana in your body, you are a mage!" At this moment, the Scarlet Mage seemed to have discovered something, and there was a very obvious change in the way he looked at the hero.

"I'm not a mage." Hearing what Geref said, York's face sank, his tone was tough, but he knew in his heart that he was no match for those legion members. Even the chain demon that chased all the way and made York unable to fight back was scared away by those people in front of him, let alone York.

At this moment, there seems to be only one path left in front of York. Following the chanting of the Scarlet Mage, he felt that many parts of his body were not in control, and the final end, I am afraid that there is only one dead end.

If he casts a spell, York can go to a safe location in an instant and get rid of the enemy's pursuit. Although he doesn't know what will happen in the future and whether those enemies will follow him, at least it is a feasible method instead of staying behind. Sitting here.

The instinct of survival drives York, making people want to cast spells and escape the prison that trapped him. At this moment, he can't help but think of his experience in the academy.

In the past, York, in order to prove himself to the mage, whether it is the gate of time and space or other magic, he has carried out assiduous research, and his hero specialty is the extremely terrifying chain lightning. The entire Bracada can be regarded as one of the best existences.

"Do you want to use space magic to escape? I won't give you such a chance." The Scarlet Mage seemed to have discovered something, and said intently.

"I told you, I'm not a mage at all!" York's expression tightened, the oath in his heart drove him, even if he felt the approach of death, he would not cast any magic,

"You want to deny the identity of a mage? Why do you do this? You should have the blood of elemental creatures in your body. That kind of blood is very special. This is also why you are still standing in front of me instead of dying under the blood thaumaturgy. The reason." The Scarlet Mage seemed to see something, and he asked York while casting a spell secretly.

"The identity of a mage is not worth remembering. My heart belongs to the barbarians." York shook his head and said while recovering.

"You should be proud of your status as a mage, instead of giving it up." The Scarlet Mage gave him a deep look and continued.

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