The dark red glow of the flame filled the ruined hall.
Gounières's mithril boots squeaked as he stepped on the broken debris.
He lightly skimmed past the entrance of the hall.
Moran and Dika were guarding the entrance.
The Balrog was not a shadow type, but a combat type.
It did not have the ability to leave quietly. It should be hiding in a ball of flame to recover.
Using the flame, the Balrog could recover from its injuries.
Gounières gently looked around.
At the same time, he used the blood pool to sniff around.
After tasting the other party's blood, Gounières would have a terrifyingly sharp sense of smell for the residual smell of the blood.
It was like a deep-sea shark's sense of smell for blood.
And following the Soul Stabilizing Ring Curse, Gounières also carefully sensed.
After a while, Gounières stood still with an expressionless face.
"What a stupid guy. You think I can't find you by hiding in the flame?"
"That's right. This Balrog is not an Extraordinaire class that specializes in perception."
"Merging with the flame is just its innate ability, just like my ability to devour blood."
"After being hit by my Soul Stabilizing Ring Curse, this guy shouldn't have noticed. Otherwise, he wouldn't be hiding in this ball of flame like an idiot."
"Although the Balrog's concealment ability is average, this ability to pass through the flame at will is very troublesome."
"Using this ability, it's easy to avoid my magic blade."
"After all, the current level three Soul Stabilizing Ring Curse is only guidance. It's far from reaching the powerful locking state."
"But … this Balrog's perception isn't strong."
"With the help of my recent understanding of the World Frame Rune's Profound Meaning, I can greatly improve the concealment of the Puppet Mystic Lines."
"Quietly, maybe I can use the Puppet Mystic Lines to lock onto this guy and then pull him out."
"It's worth a try."
Immediately, Gounières quietly began to release the Puppet Mystic Lines in accordance with the mysterious rhythm of the World Rune's Profound Meaning.
At this time, the advantage of the "Dark Witch Staff", which had a strong concealment ability in the form of a wrist staff, was displayed.
If you were holding a magic staff, and the staff's energy fluctuated slightly, even an idiot would know that you were casting a spell.
Gounières remained where he was. The Dark Wizard Staff in the form of a wristband covered up the energy waves, completely blocking the release of Gounières' puppet mystic lines.
It was just as Gounières had expected.
The injured Flame Fiend that was using the flames to heal its wounds truly did not sense the puppet mystic threads at all.
When Gounières inserted fifty to sixty Puppet Mystic Lines into the flame, Gounières's eyes lit up.
The Balrog was still recovering from its injuries as if nothing had happened.
Clearly, he was very confident in his flame form.
"It's about time," Gounières said softly.
All of a sudden, Gounières pulled the puppet's strings.
Bertel, who was still being healed by the flames, suddenly staggered.
He was directly pulled out of the flames by Gounières, and his huge body directly appeared in the hall.
Bertel, who was still somewhat dazed, felt the fear of death in the next moment.
More than a dozen sharp demonic blades pierced towards his head.
The head was his most important part, and the Flame Fiend's "source core" was in it.
Caught off guard and pulled out, Bertel, who had just reacted, stared with his eyes wide open.
He still wanted to use it to enter the flames again, or even transform into flames, but at this time, a strange force was holding him back, making it impossible for him to escape.
"No … …"
A desperate roar erupted from his throat.
Chi chi chi … … Peng!
The sharp edge of the sword sliced Bertrel's head open, and his life source core was smashed to smithereens.
The six-star rank three Flame Fiend, Bertel, had fallen.
This scene stunned Moran and Deca, who were at the door.
A six-star rank three Flame Fiend was a very troublesome existence.
Even if the two of them joined forces, their chances of winning against this Flame Fiend were not high.
And in front of Gounières, the powerful Flame Fiend was so easily killed?
"Master Gounières was actually hiding such powerful strength."
When they looked at Gounières again, their hearts throbbed slightly.
"Phew … …"
Looking at the dead rank three Flame Fiend, Gounières let out a slight sigh of relief.
This rank three Flame Fiend's death was not unjust, his spells were all one-sided crushing.
What's more, I'm not an ordinary Rank Two Spell Master. I have a pseudo Rank Four Spell Master with the ability to instantly cast high-level spells.
Just as Gunie was about to investigate the Balrog's corpse and see if it carried any extraordinary storage bracelets or rings, the Balrog's body suddenly changed.
Gounières was just about to take a step forward.
Suddenly, Gounières' body froze.
For a moment, Gounières' source energy, and even the power of his extraordinary blood, could not be mobilized.
The hairs all over his body stood on end, and his body trembled slightly.
Gounières only felt that the world was about to collapse, and an endless dark vortex was about to swallow him.
"Die!"
An indescribable roar that seemed to come from the depths of the abyss directly exploded in Gounières' ears.
Weng … …
In an instant, Gounières could no longer hear anything.
Even Gounières felt that his ears and eyes were bleeding, and his nose and mouth were sticky.
"Uh uh … …" Gounières wanted to make a sound, but it was incomparably difficult.
"Did an expert attack from the shadows?" Gounières' thoughts began to become obscure and stiff.
When the Flame Fiend had exploded, Gounières had guessed that there would be an expert of another race hiding in the shadows.
Gounières had already been on guard in secret.
But the strength of this enemy was far greater than Gounières had imagined.
Gounières was confident in his ability to fight against rank three or even rank four Transcendents.
But against rank five or even rank six Transcendents, reality had taught Gounières a deep lesson. The current Gounières was still far from being able to do that.
A hand with sharp claws suddenly rose up from the flames, slapping directly at Gounières' back.
Before it even touched Gounières, the Violet Scale Soft Armor on Gounières' back had clearly caved in.
Clang!
A flash of white light suddenly lit up.
It was the cold gleam of a blade.
The cold gleam of the blade came from the outside.
The blade tore apart the endless darkness that enveloped Gounières, while at the same time chopping at the sharp red claw that was slapping at Gounières' back.
The red claw didn't retreat, directly meeting the white gleam of the blade.
Clang!
Gounières couldn't hear how powerful the collision was, but Gounières could clearly feel it.
Gounières, who had been shaken by the shockwaves, was sent flying more than ten meters away.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, he smashed into the wall, smashing that already crooked wall lamp into pieces.
And then Gounières fell heavily from a height of over three meters.
"Cough cough … … pfff … …"
Gounières, who had fallen, coughed twice, and then there was a thick bloody taste in his throat, and a large mouthful of blood was spat out by Gounières.
Faintly opening his eyes, Gounières saw that the house seemed to be covered with a thick layer of dark blood curtain, and his vision was greatly reduced.
Gounières, who had his eyes closed, directly took out a high grade Healing Potion from the system space and drank it, and then took out a small bottle of Spring of Life and drank it.
Although he couldn't see, Gounières's consciousness could still distinguish the various items in the system space.
At the same time, the extraordinary blood in his body's recovery ability was displayed to the extreme.
Under the triple recovery of the high grade Healing Potion, the Spring of Life, and the extraordinary blood.
Gounières' injuries were recovering at an extremely fast speed.
At the same time, Gounières was also estimating his injuries.
"Fortunately, I have the Purple Scale Mail, which offset most of the power. At the same time, the membrane scales under my skin have taken shape, and my body's defense is extremely strong, so I can withstand it."
"Otherwise, I would have died long ago."
"My body suffered from the impact of the shockwaves, and more importantly, my soul was attacked by an inexplicable fear, which is the reason why I can't fight back."
"In the end, the level and quality of my soul is still too low. If I had an elite-level soul, or even a leader-level soul, I wouldn't have been suppressed to the point of not being able to move. "
Gounières, who had calmed down, slowly opened his eyes to see who had saved him.
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