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Chapter Five Hundred and Fortieth Eudemons Armed

Huh, falling down on the extremely distant mountain peak, looking at Sean, who was standing on the scorched earth, as if admiring the surrounding scenery, Claremont's face showed a sneer.

"Have you set up a trap and waited for me? No wonder my position has not changed for so long, but your acting skills are too clumsy."

A cold light burst out from the blue eyes, locking Sean's figure, and the power in Claremont's body began to boil.

Aowoo, the low and powerful wolf roar sounded, with one horn on its head, wings on its back, and blood-red wolf shadows appeared behind Claremont, as if they were real or illusory. When the outside world and in the stands, when seeing such a scene, many students who knew the goods exclaimed were exclaiming.

"I heard that some time ago, the Alchemy Hand Tower discovered a new different world, where there was a strange creature called the Phantom Beast. It seems that they should have resolved the secrets of this creature now."

Looking at the wolf shadow behind Claremont, Jennissa, who was the sixth-level title, also had a gaze.

"Yes, the phantom beasts in that world can combine with humans and turn into weapons and armor. This is a unique extraordinary way in that world. However, the Alchemy Hand has mastered the means to transform monsters into phantom beasts, but it is not mature enough. Unexpectedly, Claremont has obtained a phantom beast, which is still a very rare fifth-level."

Compared to Jennisha, Leroy's news is more accurate.

"What a pity."

Hearing this, Jennissa sighed. Although Claremont was very prepared, the result of this challenge was already destined and it was just a formality.

"How strong can the temporary trap be? The gap between you and me cannot be smoothed out by these small means."

The wolf shadows merged, and a wizard robe with a black body with a hooded hood like a wolf's head appeared on Claremont's body. At the same time, two huge wolf teeth intertwined together to form a strange white bone sword. It fell into Claremont's hands, covered with black patterns, revealing an extremely bloodthirsty aura.

"With the magic beast armed dark robe and bloodthirsty curse sword, how could you be my opponent?"

The dark flesh wings behind him opened, and his body turned into nothingness. Claremont's figure quietly disappeared. At this moment, he merged with the darkness. This is the ability that the phantom beast armed the dark robe.

"The Blood-drawing Demon Vine Corrodes the Sea of ​​Blood."

The spiritual light flowed, and in the darkness, the bloodthirsty curse sword in Claremont's hand emitted a terrifying and obscure power fluctuation.

Compared with the phantom beasts in another world, after the Alchemy Hand magic modification, the arms formed by these phantom beasts are more in line with the wizard, and the curse sword is one of the very good choices.

Like the staff, cursive swords are commonly used by wizards. Compared with the more well-known staff, the history of cursive swords is actually a little longer, because in that ancient era, wizards often needed to fight in hand and hand in hand in addition to long-range casting. In such a situation, a good cursive sword can often bring unexpected gains.

Rumbled, the earth cracked, and after Claremont cast the spell, countless dark red thorns were all dark, and sharp barbed thorns emerged from under the ground. In an instant, the scorched earth plain where Sean was located became an ocean of blood-drawing demon vine.

Sneak, blood with a strong and ugly smell dripped from the magic vine, corroding the earth, intertwined with each other, twisting like a living thing, constantly surging towards the position where Sean was. From the outside, it was like a sea of ​​blood submerging Sean. Seeing such a scene, in the darkness, Claremont's face showed a sure-win smile.

The Blood-drawing Demon Vine is the cornerstone of his witchcraft practice in the secret of "The Secret of Nature". It is a sixth-level extraordinary plant from hell. It has the dual characteristics of blood and fire. Although the environment like scorched earth is not friendly to ordinary natural wizards, it does not have much impact on him, and it even has a little increase in the absorption of the Magic Vine.

Corroding Blood Sea is a witchcraft he created specifically based on the characteristics of the Blood-Gaining Demon Vine. It can be said that it is his masterpiece, which can exert the power of the Blood-Gaining Demon Vine to the extreme. This time he also used another seed of the Blood-Gaining Demon Vine as a spell casting material, and coupled with the fifth-level blood-thirsty wolf's phantom beast armour to provide augmentation, he believed that this power was definitely not something that ordinary fifth-level true spirit wizards could resist. Although Sean was promoted to level 5 earlier than him, he had only been a few short years so far.

"Just turn into a pool of fishy dirty blood in the sea of ​​blood."

Looking at the growing sea of ​​blood, Claremont felt even more proud. At that time, because he was afraid that Sean would find a way to refuse or postpone his challenge, he deliberately made a statement that Sean was passively avoiding the station, leaving Sean with nowhere to retreat, and forced him to accept his own challenge. But now it is finally time to gain.

Of course, as a qualified wizard, although victory is basically in hand, Claremont still did not relax his vigilance and remained in the dark before the final result was revealed.

"Witchcraft·Thorns Strike."

The sea of ​​corrosive blood has taken shape. In order to start a new round of attacks just in case, Claremont has made up his mind that unless Sean clearly dies, he will never stop his attack, but at this moment, the mutation suddenly arises.

Buzz, an invisible force burst out, the vines grew wildly, and the already chaotic sea of ​​blood became more and more terrifying at this moment.

It spread upwards, and at this moment, the Blood-drawing Demon Vine, which was supposed to strangle Sean, seemed to be dominated by some kind of power, gave up strangling and entangled with each other.

"What's going on? Why doesn't the Blood-Gleaning Demon Vine listen to my control?"

When he found out that something was wrong, Claremont's face changed drastically. This time, in order to ensure the killing of Sean, he specially brought out a seed of the Blood-Getting Demon Via from his home, and used it as a spell casting material to cooperate with the Blood-Getting Demon Via in his body to push the power of corroding the blood sea to the limit. But at this moment, he found that the Blood-Getting Demon Via was out of control.

"This kind of power, this kind of power is the power of the rules, how is it possible, he......"

Thinking of a certain possibility, the blood color on Claremont's face instantly faded and turned white. At this time, the blood-drawing magic vines were already spiraled together, like a big tree standing tall. The only difference is that this big tree has no crown, only a sharp tip as sharp as a sword.

Hee, pierces through the space and pierces the darkness. At this moment, the cover brought by the magic beast armed dark robe to Claremont seemed to have become a decoration and did not play any role.

Sigh, his body was pierced and hung at the top of the Blood-drawing Demon Vine. Faced with such an attack, Claremont could not even have a decent resistance.

"Why, why?"

The severe pain tortures Claremont's body, while regret and inexplicable jealousy torture his soul.

All his strength was imprisoned, and Claremont fell into madness and let out a hysterical roar. He didn't understand why this was, why Sean, who was only one step ahead of him, was promoted to the fifth level again in just a few years. He was still in a row of true spirit liberation, and the second liberation was nowhere to be achieved. He didn't understand why Sean didn't tell him that he was the sixth level vocation. If he had known it before, he wouldn't have challenged him now. He didn't understand, he didn't understand.

Faced with such Claremont, Sean ignored it, just a tool man.

"Is this fake? Isn't the Blood-Gasing Demon Vine from Claremont? Why was it manipulated by Sean?"

Seeing this result, the audience was in a panic. They really didn't understand why such a scene appeared, and some sensible people showed incredible expressions on their faces.

"The power of the rules is the sixth level."

With her eyes wide open, Evelyn whispered unconsciously, while beside her, Latifah and Siegel looked pale, as if they had been exhausted from their energy.

"This level should be enough, right?"
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