Bartoli waved her hand, and a wall of fire appeared in the midst of the imps. Suddenly, the imps began to scream loudly, but the strange thing was that these timid hell creatures seemed to be fearless. Even if they were being burned and screaming, they did not stop moving forward.
Abel's' charging bolt 'spell kept charging towards the imps, and the dark golden combat qi in his left hand kept swinging in front of the sword of victory, reaping the lives of the imps.
However, he also found something strange. These imps had gone crazy. Their only target was Bartoli, and they did not seem to be affected by the death of their companions. They did not panic, and they did not run away.
The imps stepped on the corpses of their companions and kept rushing towards the wall of fire and electric arcs. They were already anemic, and in an instant, their lives were wiped out. Abel's summons also rushed into the group of imps and began to slaughter.
Since Bartoli had become Abel's contractor, her wall of fire did not do any damage to Abel's summons. This was the power of the rules.
Soon, the group of imps fell, and only the sound of the burning wall of fire could be heard on the fourth floor of the dungeon. Abel fully extended his intuition, and there were no signs of life. It seemed that all the imps on this floor had rushed over.
Abel looked at Bartoli in confusion, and Bartoli also shook her head in confusion. This was the first time she saw something like this.
When they walked towards the stairs of the third floor, Abel did not let Bartoli walk in front. Instead, he let him enter the third floor first. This time, there were no abnormalities, and everything was very quiet.
However, Abel still arranged all his summons into a battle formation, ready to fight at any time. At this time, Bartoli also walked up to the third floor, and immediately heard the roars of the imps. The third floor was very small, and Abel had already cleared most of the space.
Although there were only 40 or so imps rushing out, their eyes were red, and they madly rushed towards Abel's battle formation without fear. Whether it was Abel's' charging bolt 'or Bartoli's wall of fire, nothing could stop them.
When the 40 or so imps all fell to the ground, Abel looked at Bartoli and said, "You've been cursed. If this curse is targeted at all hell creatures, then there will be other hell creatures on the next floor that will join in to stop us!"
"Is this the price of betraying hell? Even if hell has abandoned this place, it still left behind a seed that cannot be betrayed!" Bartoli's eyes were full of unwillingness. She thought that she had escaped the shackles of hell, but the reality was so cruel.
"It's okay, there aren't many hell creatures on the first and second floors. We can clear them all!" Abel said confidently.
"Master, once we leave the dungeon and reach the plains, there will be countless hell creatures there. At that time, the power of the curse will attract all hell creatures here. Please give up on me and let me die here. I may be an unlucky person. I've lived long enough, and I can't drag you down!" Bartoli's emotions had been through a lot, and she seemed to have become indifferent to life and death. She bowed to Abel and said.
"Plains!" Abel said softly with a strange expression, "Don't worry, once we leave this Forgotten Tower, we will be safe. If it weren't for the fact that there are people waiting outside, I could directly take you back to Rogge's camp with a scroll of city teleportation!"
"Oh, so you have a scroll of city teleportation for the challengers. That's great!" Bartoli's expression relaxed. She knew the use of a scroll of city teleportation. As long as she could return to Rogge's camp, she wouldn't be afraid even if all the hell creatures in Blood Moor came to attack her. Those hell creatures were too weak to even break through her defense.
Abel realized that Bartoli's curse was the best tool to kill hell creatures. He didn't even need to look for them. All the hell creatures on the first floor would come out and attack her.
All Abel needed to do was to set up a battle formation and wait for the hell creatures to come. Then, he would kill them all in one go.
When Abel walked out of the Forgotten Tower, he was greeted by a dragon roar from Flying Flame. When Bartoli appeared, a black energy appeared in the sky. This black energy stopped above Bartoli's head, and it seemed like it was constantly sending out some kind of message.
Abel could almost feel that the entire Black Moor was hostile towards Bartoli, and this black energy was the manifestation of that hostility.
"Let's go, it's not safe here!" Abel quickly said.
Just when he was about to open the scroll of town teleportation, he realized that this area had been locked down. Under the influence of the black energy, the scroll of town teleportation could not be used.
"This is the rhythm of a chase and a great escape!" He shook his head. Hell was really cruel to traitors. If they didn't have a backup plan, they would have played them to death.
During this short delay, Abel could already hear the ground shaking. It seemed like countless hell creatures were rushing towards them from all directions.
By this point, Abel could already see a large group of hell creatures appearing. Blood eagles were flying in the sky like red clouds, and the night creatures, birds, and carvers were rushing towards them like tens of thousands of horses.
If they were surrounded by these seemingly endless hell creatures, it would be a big problem. Abel quickly gathered all his summons together.
He used his monster ring to put the 5 spirit guardian Knight, 5 spirit wolves, poison creeper, oak sage, and Black Wind inside. However, when he tried to put Bartoli away, he encountered another problem. The black energy above Bartoli's head seemed to have the ability to lock down the dimension. He couldn't put it into his monster ring.
"Flying Flame, come here!" Abel yelled, and Flying Flame immediately flew towards him.
Abel didn't have much time to think. He grabbed Bartoli's arm and pushed with his legs. He landed on Flying Flame's back and threw Bartoli behind him.
If Bartoli was really a human wizard, Bartoli's arm would have been injured. However, she was still a dark gold creature. When Abel threw her behind him, she had already grabbed onto Abel's waist.
Flying Flame didn't like having Bartoli on its back. It twisted its body a few times in the air, and Abel gently patted it. However, when it saw the countless hell creatures on the ground, it couldn't help but become interested again.
Flying Flame habitually let out a dragon roar, and a large amount of fire elements began to gather in its mouth. Suddenly, it spat out a white fireball towards the ground.
The white fireball flew towards the place where the hell creatures were the most concentrated. The fireball silently exploded and turned into a sea of white flame. All the hell creatures within a radius of 10 meters were turned into ashes.
Bartoli, who was behind Abel, was shocked. She was a wizard who could control fire. Of course, she knew how powerful a white flame was. She didn't expect her master's flying mount to be this powerful.
There were no dragons in the Dark World other than legends. Therefore, Bartoli didn't recognize Flying Flame as a powerful pseudo-dragon when she first saw it. She didn't know how scary it was until Flying Flame started to unleash its power.
White fireballs continued to shoot towards the ground and turned into a sea of fire. If the hell creatures on the ground still had intelligence, especially creatures like the Carvers, they wouldn't just follow Flying Flame and wait for it to attack.
Abel didn't rush Flying Flame. Flying Flame just leveled up, and it needed a lot of practice to master its new ability. Now that there was such a good opportunity in front of him, he could let Flying Flame practice its new ability and get more soul potions.
The 30 white fireballs had brought the souls of at least a few thousand hell creatures to Abel. Flying Flame raised its head in satisfaction and let out a dragon roar towards the hell creatures on the ground. Afterward, it flew towards Rogge's camp.
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