Maeve collapsed to the ground.
The hooded woman walked over and looked down at Maeve.
Just then, a few more people came from the other side of the aisle.
Britz looked at Maeve and stretched out his hand. "Can you stand up?"
Maeve slowed down and looked at the people in front of her with a pale face. "Who are you?"
Britz helped Maeve up. "Someone who specializes in this kind of problem."
Maeve suddenly broke down. "Why did this happen? Why?"
For Maeve, what happened here was like a nightmare.
Clatter, clatter —
Just then, there was a dense sound from the front of the aisle.
Then, a demon with a wooden staff appeared at the corner of the aisle. The demon was wearing a tattered robe and was extremely skinny, not even as strong as an ordinary person.
There was only one eye on his face, no nose, and no teeth in his mouth. He made strange syllables.
He was surrounded by very small demons. Those little demons were only the size of a fist, and their bodies were like balls, with only a mouth full of fangs and short limbs.
These little demons were very good at climbing. They could climb onto walls or ceilings.
And their movements were very fast and agile.
The skinny demon pointed his wooden staff at the crowd.
The group of little demons suddenly charged at the crowd.
"Burner of the Wilderness, reveal your true form." Sam Mira quickly used Ancient God magic, and a fiery ethereal blocked in front of the crowd.
The little demons pounced at the fiery ethereal, but before they could get close, they were blocked by the scorching heat and were easily roasted to the ground.
The fiery ethereal closed in on the skinny demon.
The skinny demon pointed his wooden staff at the ethereal, but before he could release magic, the staff had already been ignited.
The temperature around the ethereal was very high.
"Let's go. We'll follow behind," Sam Mira said.
With the ethereal leading the way, the whole process was very smooth.
Occasionally, demons that popped up from a corner were instantly burned to ashes.
Maeve was completely shocked.
There was actually such a supernatural thing in this world.
Demon! Magic!
"So weak." As soon as Sam Mira finished speaking, the ethereal was suddenly smashed by a figure that suddenly rushed out.
It was a muscular monster, a tall demon.
This demon's body wasn't very large, it could only be said to be sturdy.
He was two meters tall and his head was two to three times the size of a normal person. He had a pair of bull horns on his forehead.
It had almost no neck, and below its head was its shoulders. Its skin was bright red, and its body was so strong that it looked like hundreds of muscles were piled together.
"Hehe …" The muscular devil let out a strange laugh.
"Roar!" The tank roared and rushed towards the muscular demon.
Peng —
The arms of the tank and the muscular devil pushed against each other as they wrestled with each other.
Tank's body was no smaller than this muscular demon, and his strength was similar.
However, everyone had calm expressions on their faces because they were able to match this muscular demon without even transforming into a tank.
Therefore, in their opinion, the tank would definitely win.
"Ah …" The muscular demon suddenly let out a painful howl.
Both of his arms were broken by the tank.
Tank headbutted the muscular devil on the head.
The muscular devil instantly lost the ability to resist and fell to the ground.
However, the next moment, more muscular demons appeared in front of them.
Countless, densely packed, muscular devils.
Tank roared again. His body suddenly grew, reaching a height of three meters.
Violent crushing! The tank charged forward in a berserk manner.
He ran from the original spot to the end of the corridor.
The muscular devils along the way were all crushed by the tank.
Maeve looked at the tank in shock.
Was he still human?
She had thought that it would be a tough battle.
However, she didn't expect the tank to be this strong.
Nearly a hundred muscular devils were crushed in an instant.
"So strong." Maeve looked at Tank's stalwart back in shock.
Sam Mira shook his head, his expression not relaxing at all.
"Not enough, not strong enough."
"Not enough, far from enough," Tank said the same thing.
In the past, once Tank transformed, he would lose the ability to speak.
He would completely lose his mind and become a crazy killing machine.
But now, he could still maintain his mind after transforming.
The hooded woman glanced at everyone, confusion written all over her face.
She was a newcomer to the psionic team. She didn't understand everyone's mentality.
"Mira, is it just my imagination? Ever since the first day I joined your team, you've been in a very strange state. Everyone's been training like crazy and accepting all kinds of missions. Is this the tradition of the Psionic team?"
"Because we have an enemy we must defeat, an extremely powerful one," Sam Mira said calmly. Sam Mira said faintly, "Angelace, as long as you stay in our team, you'll have to face him one day."
"I've never feared any enemy," Angelace said calmly, but her eyes were filled with determination.
The group continued forward, their expressions extremely serious.
"I feel a great evil on the left," Britz said.
"Then let's go that way."
"I hope it'll give us a greater challenge."
Devils continued to appear along the way. There were mainly three types.
One was the one Maeve had encountered at the beginning. Their claws were long and sharp, and they had powerful cutting abilities. They also moved quickly.
The other two types were the withered devil and the muscular devil.
The withered devil was a pure magic type, while the muscular devil was a pure physical type. They were two extremes.
None of the three types could cause any trouble for the psionic team.
The journey was very smooth.
"The performance hall is up ahead," Maeve said. "There was originally going to be a stage performance there tonight. Half of the ship's people were in that hall."
Tank directly pushed open the door to the performance hall.
In an instant, an extremely pungent stench assaulted everyone's noses.
Everyone couldn't help but cover their noses.
As soon as they stepped into the performance hall, everyone was shocked.
This was a feast of blood and flesh.
Inside the large and spacious performance hall, there were hundreds of small devils. Their skin was dry and red, and they were crazily feasting on the flesh and blood on the ground.
Four demons stood on the stage, and they were clearly different from the other demons.
Not only in their forms, but also in their pressuring auras.
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