Chapter 163: : Magic (1/2)
Because of the interpretation of the phoenix dance, the true identity of the mysterious person who claims to be the **** of the devil is worthy of scrutiny.
”It seems that this guy is not only a real demon, but also a demon who is not very good.” Ajar dismissively looked at this guy who is a ghost, and said that he is a demon, making him I thought that I might have to explain it here today. I know that this guy is so shameless, even the gods dare to pretend.
Others listened to Ajar's words, and secretly nodded in agreement, if this magic is really a demon or a powerful superior demon, I am afraid that I have already absorbed the weaker existence than myself and recovered. Look at his present. It looks like the whole devil is so old, and the strength is still so low. At first glance, it is that the injury that has been raised for tens of thousands of years has not been raised much.
As Feng Feng said, if he is really such a powerful demon, how could he not absorb other weak demons to make a wound? Now his injury is still so serious that even the young appearance can not be maintained. It can only show that this guy is not so powerful in the Mozu, otherwise it will not be so miserable.
”Little guy, you succeeded in angering the seat.” The pseudo-devil's eyes are full of grievances and hatred. Most of this hate is directed at the phoenix dance, who let the phoenix dance actually wear his secret. It.
In fact, Ajer’s guess is really right. This self-proclaimed **** demon is only a weak magic soldier in the ancient times. In the Mozu, the magic soldier is the general existence of cannon fodder, and his strength and other demons Naturally, however, even many of the same magical soldiers as him are stronger than him.
Fortunately, although he is not strong, but he is very clever, he carefully guarded on the battlefield. Although he was seriously injured, he survived.
He secretly hid in the tomb of a god, and in the tomb of the **** he covered his breath, and finally escaped the numerous battles of death and injury.
It was only his strength that was not strong in the Mozu at the time. It was impossible to absorb the power left by other demons in the two battlefields to recover a few books.
In the Mozu, the level is very clear. A low-level demon wants to absorb the power of a medium-magic or superior demon. That is simply impossible. When the power is not absorbed, it will be powerful. Anti-phagic, self-destructive and died.
Because of this, the strength of this demon can not be restored, can only choose to sleep to slowly restore their original strength.
If this is not the opening of the tomb, there are too many magicians and swordsmen. Although the power of these human beings is not very strong, it is also a great complement to the devil.
As long as the power of these people is absorbed, his injuries will be better than half, and he will be able to return to the devil world and recover.
It is a pity that the team's abacus played well, and it was still an accident. The appearance of the phoenix dance made this magic almost mad at the blood.
Originally he was planning well, who knew that there was a strong leader. Yes, he has already discovered that there is a law saint appearing in this space. I have not broken it just now, but I want to create a mysterious atmosphere to scare the law saint, so that he does not dare to do it easily.
If there is not the appearance of the saint, he will not think of a way to pretend to be a great demon. I hope that the great demon will not sin against him.
To put it bluntly, he is still a demon soldier. Even if he has lived for so many years, he still has natural fears for the upper Mozu, let alone the high-definition, unreachable demon. When you pretend, you don’t blame your drums.
”We, these abominable human beings, really have no way to take you for this seat!” The magic soldiers smiled coldly. They just cheated these human beings but they didn't want to directly confront the law. They consumed power, and they really needed to move their hands. He is also a demon and is afraid of human beings.