Diablo's enormous body crashed over, and green evil energy formed a shield on the surface of his body.
The disgusting magic that smelled like sh * t burst out of him.
Vincent and Liz, who were close to him, both felt dizzy.
In fact, it wasn't the smell of magic power at all, but a special skill that was similar to Dragon's Might, which could inflict a strong mental attack on weak creatures.
Roland and his teammates only felt nauseous when they were strong enough. However, if they were below the Elite level, they would've peed their pants on the spot when they encountered the ranged Magic Deterrence skill. Even if they weren't scared mentally, their bodies would've shivered instinctively.
Diablo was weak at this moment, but he was still intimidating in terms of his level.
Vincent's spirit was affected, and the speed at which he cast spells slowed down significantly.
He was the weakest in the team in the first place, and he was even less powerful after the mental deterrence.
Several Inferior Fireballs couldn't even break the scales on the guy's face.
Boom! Boom!
Busting all the Inferior Fireballs on his way, Diablo charged at Andonara and slashed with his claws.
A traditional Hero, such as Kite, would've blocked the attack with the Hero's Shield, but Andonara wasn't a traditional Hero.
But Andonara wasn't a traditional Hero. She dodged Diablo's attack with a weird step and circled to Diablo's left side.
Diablo was enormous and fast, but that was only relative to people of lower levels like Roland. In any case, while his enormous size brought him great strength, he certainly lost some of his advantage in agility.
Andonara, on the other hand, had an average build and speed, and she was faster than Diablo.
The layer of azure flames attached to her body was like a huge, flying firebird.
Andonara flashed to Diablo's back and stabbed him with her sword, and the fiery bird attacked with its beak.
The sword stabbed into the back of Diablo's waist, and the bird pecked at the nape of Diablo's neck.
The sword was covered in scorching flames, but it didn't carry any sharp aura.
The bird's beak, on the other hand, was both a magic attack and a terrifying physical attack.
When the bird pecked down, a weird whistling sound was produced, and even the air was twisted.
Diablo couldn't dodge in time. His enormous body couldn't move faster than Andonara's petite body.
It only had time to turn its head before it was stabbed.
The moment Andonara stabbed Diablo, a green magic barrier blocked Andonara's sword and the blue firebird's beak.
However, the attack of a Quasi Legendary was extremely powerful, not to mention the Hero's Sword.
Also, Andonara was already furious and had used all her melee specialties without holding anything back.
How powerful was a Quasi-Legend's full-power strike?
Although Diablo had already unfolded the Dark Magic Shield, the moment Andonara hit the shield, a deafening sound of metal colliding echoed.
After that, a huge circle of gray sand appeared on the ground where the two of them stood. When all the dust on the surface was blown away, the solid ground was revealed. In less than half a second, countless cracks appeared on the ground, and they were spreading rapidly to the surroundings, forming a huge net.
Time seemed to have paused for a moment. Then, after a huge explosion, Diablo, who was more than three meters tall, was flung away like a cannonball.
Vincent and Liz were blown away too.
Deafening noises echoed. There was no telling how many trees Diablo had knocked down.
He suddenly grew a pair of wings and flapped them. He stopped in midair, but Andonara didn't stop there.
But Andonara didn't stop there. Her face as cold as frost, she turned into a firebird and charged at Diablo in midair with a scorching air.
This time, the black Magic Shield couldn't block Andonara's attack anymore. The blue firebird broke the shield first, and then a longsword pierced through Diablo's body and pushed him into the sky.
Blue magic energy flowed inside Diablo's body.
In excruciating pain, Diablo extended his claws and tried to hold Andonara.
However, Andonara's knee hit the middle of Diablo's legs.
After the crisp sound, Diablo's eyes widened.
Andonara took the opportunity to cut Diablo's head off with her longsword, and he fell from midair.
His enormous head fell to the ground, and blue flames began to burn on Diablo's body.
But he wasn't dead yet.
The head that fell to the ground looked at Andonara as if his scheme had worked. "Thank you, little girl. Thank you for sending me back to the Realm of Devils. Don't worry, I'll come back to you soon. I'll kill all the descendants of the Phoenix family. The death of your man is just the beginning. "
Thinking that Roland was already dead, Diablo burst into laughter.
He remembered that his counterattack could've shattered most of Roland's internal organs.
None of the Mages who weren't Masters could've survived such wounds.
Andonara looked angry, but she wasn't sad.
Diablo found it odd. His head was more and more deformed, but he could still talk. "You're not sad?"
Andonara snorted and didn't say anything.
"So that's how it is. You're as heartless as Phoenix. You abandoned the most important person to you without any hesitation." Diablo's tone became weird. "I can only say that you're truly of the same bloodline?"
Andonara smiled when she heard that.
At this moment, Roland crawled out of the woods, clutching his chest. His steps were erratic, as if he would fall at any moment.
"You're not dead!"
Diablo roared angrily and wriggled hard, as if he wanted to kill Roland again.
But at this moment, Andonara stabbed her sword into Diablo's forehead and conducted the blue flames, burning Diablo's head into ashes in no more than one second.
An enormous shadow of a soul suddenly appeared. He grinned hideously at everybody and then slowly disappeared.
Did he return to the Realm of Devils?
Roland walked to Andonara and looked at her. He said in surprise, "You're already a Legend!"
Andonara nodded.
At this moment, Vincent and Liz crawled out of the woods and looked at Andonara in surprise.
They were blown away by the aftermath of Andonara's and Diablo's battle. Her combat ability was too unbelievable.
"We're only here to slow you down." Looking at Diablo's burning body, Vincent fell to the ground in disappointment. "Damn it. I couldn't even break his scales. I really doubt that I have a future if I continue to study magic. "
Liz sat down next to him and comforted him. "You're a level-five Mage now. You're one of the best Mages. Don't compare yourself to Roland. It's meaningless."
Roland waved his hand and said, "I wasn't of much use. It's all Andonara's credit."
"You could've at least wounded him. Liz could've blown him away too. The two of you could've broken his defense. " Vincent said regretfully, "I couldn't break his defense at all, which means that I wouldn't be able to defeat him even if I brought forty people with me. It's really boring. "
Liz also said, "This is an Evil God that was extremely weak. How strong could he have been if he were in his prime? "
"He could've sunk this island with one meteor strike." Andonara hugged Roland's arm and said, "The memories I got tell me that Diablo is actually a Mage, not a Warrior. He didn't cast any spells just now. He only used Dark Shield. "
"Damn it. Are all Mages so good at melee combat?"
"He's an Evil God after all." Liz sighed. "But why didn't he use spells?"
"Because of the sequela," Andonara explained. Andonara explained, "The Phoenix bloodline is born with the ability to suppress magic."
"Such a strong Evil God will come back for revenge after he recovers." Roland looked at Andonara worriedly.
The players weren't scared. They could always be resurrected if they died, but if anything happened to Andonara, she would be gone forever.
"Don't worry." Andonara said with a smile, "I estimate that it will take him at least twenty to thirty years to recover to his prime in the Realm of Devils. Also, it's not easy to come to the main plane. It will take him at least a decade to prepare for interdimensional teleportation. I don't think he can come to the main plane without thirty to forty years. "
Roland was much more reassured after hearing that.
Thirty-four years was enough for Roland to grow up. By then, if the game was still open, he was confident that he could teach Diablo a lesson from the players.
It took them a while to chat. Then, blue flames burned Diablo's body into pure black ashes.
The ashes were so black that they reflected light.
Roland divided the ashes into three parts and said, "If the ashes of vampires can be sold for money, the ashes of Evil Gods can, too."
"You're truly excellent." Vincent smiled and stored his ashes in his system Backpack.
Liz did the same. She said with a smile, "I hope I can sell it for a dozen gold coins."
"I think more than that. At least dozens." Vincent stood up and looked at Roland. Then he continued, "You and the queen can go back to Delpon on your own later."
"You're not going back with us?"
Vincent shook his head. "I'm planning to go out and learn from you. I hope I can learn more things. Staying in the Magic Tower all the time, although my strength has indeed increased, I always feel that I'm still lacking something."
Roland nodded. "Okay, but come back soon. You're the deputy chairman anyway."
"Okay, no problem."
"Then I'm going back to the Temple of the Water Goddess." Liz had already taken out a robe from her system Backpack and put it on. Then, she said with a smile, "You two have a honeymoon."
Roland took out five gold coins from his Backpack and gave them to her. "This is the reward we agreed on."
Liz accepted it with a smile. The Priests of the Water God Church were always short of money.
The four of them went to the beach and returned to Bluewater Harbor on a boat. Then, they parted ways.
Roland, on the other hand, stayed in Bluewater Harbor. He planned to rest for the night.
Andonara went to bed early after her shower. Although the battle didn't last long, she was actually quite exhausted.
Roland, on the other hand, studied magic.
However, Roland suddenly began to doze off late at night. Very soon, he fell asleep.
Players didn't need sleep, but he fell asleep on the table.
When he woke up, he found himself in a very strange space.
It was full of ivory colors.
He was standing on an altar, surrounded by many people who were looking at him. There were men and women, young and old.
He looked around and was surprised to see a familiar face.
"Falken?"
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