There were too many different kinds of demons.
In the Sorcerer World, there were hundreds of books that recorded and described all kinds of abyssal demons. Even so, it was difficult for Sorcerers to distinguish them one by one.
However, the demon in front of them was not to be underestimated. It was an Abyssal Fiend that had advanced to become a high-rank demon.
This meant that its original body was a Grade 5 demon, but due to the Sorcerer World's upper limit of power, it could only display strength at the peak of Grade 4. Even so, its terror and power were still shocking.
It was said that they were terrifying monsters that crawled out from the depths of the abyss. Their bodies carried abyssal flames that could never be extinguished. Wherever they went, all living things withered and all life was extinguished. They were the embodiment of death and destruction in the Will of the Abyss.
Such a powerful demon did not even need to make a move. Its ferocious appearance and domineering aura were enough to intimidate every human Sorcerer present.
All the human Sorcerers involuntarily retreated to the vicinity of the Sorcerer Tower and gathered together, carefully examining the exceptionally strong and fierce Abyssal Fiend.
In particular, the giant beheading sword in the other party's hand was especially eye-catching.
According to the books, the Abyssal Fiend's weapon was called the Blade of Massacre. It was a demonic weapon that was made from extremely tough abyssal metal. It had the ability to destroy souls and prevent self-healing.
Thinking of this, everyone could not help but look at Matthew in unison.
Could it be that the Abyssal Fiend had not created its own weapon? Otherwise, how could Matthew still be alive?
At this moment, Matthew's face turned pale as well. He tremblingly took out a palm-sized wooden doll, its surface engraved with fine and complicated runes. From its appearance and attire, this wooden doll was 70% to 80% similar to Matthew's appearance.
However, there was a deep crack that ran through the wooden doll's body, almost cutting it in half. This puppet had obviously been completely destroyed!
Only then did everyone understand.
It turned out that Matthew had already been 'killed' by the demon once. It was just that the puppet had died in his place.
Because of this, when everyone looked at the giant beheading sword in the Abyssal Fiend's hand, they could not help but reveal a trace of fear and cower in fear. Although everyone present had some hidden life-saving methods, none of them would be able to endure being slashed by the Abyssal Fiend's Blade of Slaughter.
Even the hundred-meter-tall Monash, who had transformed into a Golden Titan, would not be able to withstand it. When Gaia's gaze fell upon the giant beheading sword, his pupils involuntarily shrank.
He could hear the mournful wails of the resentful ghosts on the giant sword, and he could also feel the terrifying deterrence from the giant sword to his soul.
He stood silently in front of the Wizard's Pagoda, continuously surveying the battlefield.
But right after, he chuckled coldly.
"What are you afraid of? This is our territory! If it dares to approach the Wizard's Pagoda, we'll skin it alive and kill it. If it doesn't dare to come close, we'll use long-range spells to deal with it … "
Then, Monash? Gaia raised his hands to the sky once again, summoning bolts of violent lightning that were as thick as pillars. They turned into a lightning waterfall that covered a thousand meters of the battlefield.
The other Wizards also followed suit. With their backs against the Wizard's Pagoda, they all condensed powerful Violent Wizard Spells and began to attack the battlefield.
It had to be said that the might of a Level 4 Wizard was not something an ordinary Wizard could compare to.
With the Level 4 Wizards showing their might, the dark mass of Evil Demons before them was reduced to a state of near annihilation. However, with so many Evil Demons dying here at the same time, the tainted flesh and evil souls in their bodies would further pollute the space here.
This allowed the demonization of the area around the Space Crack to take another step forward!
The more Evil Demons that died, the more power the level 5 Abyssal Fiend could unleash. All in all, the situation was still disadvantageous to the Wizards!
If only ordinary Evil Demons had died, the Evil Demon Lords would naturally not care. They might even be happy to see it happen. However, there were still many of their elite subordinates and trusted clansmen on the battlefield.
They could not ignore these fellows!
Hence, the Evil Demon Lords followed behind the Abyssal Fiend, forcing their way towards the human Wizards step by step.
The Abyssal Fiend had a massive body and was shockingly heavy. Every step it took with its hooves that resembled a goat's hooves would leave a shallow pit half a meter deep in the ground. The bottom of the pit was filled with cracks that resembled a spider's web.
Wherever it went, the earth would dry up and crack. The sand, stones, and rocks would be corroded by the evil aura of the Abyss. It gave off a terrifying feeling as if souls were being pulled down into the abyss.
"We can't let this Evil Demon continue growing here!" Gaia's expression was solemn as he said sternly, "If we allow it to break through the limits of Level 4, I'm afraid none of us here will be its match. We need to chase it out before it can adapt to the environment here … "
"Monash, if you want to fight, count me in!" A blood-red figure suddenly appeared in the air, speaking in a crisp voice, "I've long wanted to taste the blood of a high-grade Evil Demon …"
"Count me in as well!" This time, it was Andrews who spoke up.
This was the territory of the Arden Family. If they chose to give up in fear, the Arden Family would be the first to suffer. Hence, he could only grit his teeth and fight. He could not afford to be lazy.
Two Pseudo Super Beings and a Tier 4 Intermediate Sorcerer against a powerful Tier 5 Alchemist who cultivated both magic and martial arts … Although the Alchemist could only unleash the strength of a Tier 4 Pinnacle Sorcerer, it was still a very dangerous fight.
However, since the three of them had already taken over the strongest Evil Demon, the rest of them had no excuse to refuse.
Thus, the Wizards and the Evil Demons roared in unison and charged at each other again.
… …
Three thousand meters above the battlefield, the giant silver warship, the Vasero, quietly floated in the air, blocking the escape route of the Evil Demons.
This way, even if the Arden Family failed, the Evil Demons would have to get past the warship before they could enter the nearby mortal world and start a massacre.
However, on the bow of the warship, a few Crimson Overlords were silently watching the battle.
"Teacher, are you not going?"
Faced with such a bloody and terrifying Dimensional Battlefield, stimulated by the powerful battle intent, the Crimson Dragon bloodline in Meryl's body surged. Her blood was boiling, forcing out a pair of huge fiery wings.
Her body was now densely covered in dark red dragon scales, and her usually charming and enchanting eyes had also turned into scorching dragon eyes that radiated menace in all directions. On her forehead, two large and two small Fire Dragon Horns grew rapidly, accentuating her might as a Crimson Dragon Witch.
Feeling the violent and bloody aura from the battlefield in the distance, Meryl could no longer suppress the restlessness of the Crimson Dragon Bloodline in her body.
Behind her, Emelia, who was dressed in a soft green robe, looked nervous and full of fighting spirit.
Captain Locke, who was further back, had his green face turned blood red. A strange dark red light appeared at the edge of his bean-like eyes.
Worm Witch Bliss, who was at the back of the group, had his hood down and black robes covering his body, hiding his face and figure. However, just from the slight undulations of the robes, one could sense the restlessness and unease underneath.
Grimm, who was wearing a plain dark red leather armor, stood quietly at the bow of the warship. He looked back at Meryl, whose blood was boiling, and then at Emelia, whose face was red and who was also clenching her fists. He shook his head and smiled. "Of course I'm going. Otherwise, we might lose this space fissure today!"
"Then … Then we … will also … help you!" It was a short sentence, but Meryl stuttered, her intonation fluctuating.
"This is a Tier 4 battlefield we're talking about … Tier 3 existences like you will lose your lives in minutes!"
"We … we … are not afraid!"
"Cough!" Grimm shook his head again. With a wave of his hand, a dense layer of dark red light enveloped everyone present.
Strangely enough, as soon as the layer of light enveloped them, the upper echelons of the Crimson Academy, who had been struggling just a moment ago, instantly regained their senses. Recalling their previous performance, they could not help but break out in cold sweat.
"You've regained your senses?" Grimm smiled.
The few core members of the Crimson Family lowered their heads and wiped the sweat off their foreheads. They bowed and said, "Thank you, Master (Teacher), for your help!"
"You don't have to be ashamed. After all, this is a battlefield where two civilizations from different planes are clashing! Only Tier 4 Magi who can sense the existence of the laws can resist the temptation and erosion of the Will of the Abyss. All of you … need to continue growing before you can participate in a battle of this level! " Grimm stood there leisurely, calmly observing the battlefield in the distance. It was as if he did not care about the outcome of this battle at all.
"That demon is too powerful. I'm just worried … worried that Lady Mary will be hurt by it!" Among everyone present, only Meryl dared to speak to Grimm like this with her status as a disciple. The rest of the people could only quietly listen to the conversation from the side.
Although the demon was wreaking havoc in the distance, seeing how calm their master was, the upper echelons of the Crimson Academy gradually calmed down.
Originally, after being infected by the Will of the Abyss's tyrannical and cruel aura, all of them felt their blood boil and their morale soar. They could not wait to rush into the battlefield and start a massacre.
However, with the protection of their master's Law of Fire, they were able to suppress the urge to slaughter deep in their hearts.
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