Pass through the underground waterway and arrive at the Gulia Demon Palace.

The old ancient underground palace is like an abandoned underground city. The strength of the monsters here has obviously reached a higher level. Not only are there real suspected superior demons, some monsters are also highly intelligent and can use human language.

Luo Wei, who was walking in front, didn't seem to intend to tangle with the monsters, but was waiting for opportunities to find the enemy's loopholes and sneak in quietly.

Vermeer felt happy when she thought of this.

If she really came in without wearing shoes, I'm afraid the two of them would be exposed soon. She didn't want to hear the monster comment on her smell.

"Arrived."

Luo pulled her to a stop. Sitting in front of her was a metal arched door more than ten meters high, with complex teachings and runes carved on it.

But in Vermeer's view, what was recorded on it was undoubtedly a cult, full of extremes and madness.

"What is this place...?" Her voice was trembling. As a priest of the Church of Prayer, she felt like a natural enemy here, as if she had arrived at the base camp of the opposing camp.

Luo Wei did not answer her question. He very skillfully inlaid the few orbs he found on the road into the corresponding positions, and the heavy metal door slowly opened.

He actually knows the mechanism here?

Vermeer no longer cares about thinking, because what appears in front of her is a daunting passage.

A stone cliff road winds forward, with darkness reaching the bottom as far as the eye can see below on both sides.

If this falls...

Even the goddess can’t save her.

"Don't get too close later. Use all your strength and vigilance. I don't have any extra time to protect you."

"What are we going to face?" After walking on the cliff road, Vermeer now felt more oppressed than nervous, and her breathing became difficult.

"Devil."

Luo Wei just uttered a word, and Wei Mier's pupils shrank deeply into small dots.

He must be joking, right?

At this time, the two of them had reached the end of the road. There was only an empty platform there, but Wei Mier could clearly sense that there was something extremely dangerous under the platform in front of her, lurking in the deep chaos.<

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Her magic power stood up like the tip of a needle.

"No way..."

Vermeer never believed that she would really face a demon. According to various records of the church, these terrifying existences cannot be resisted even by the knights and the church with all their strength. The appearance of the demon will destroy entire towns and cities.

Villages and human walls are no different from paper.

And now, this man with mediocre qualifications actually says he wants to challenge a demon!?

There was wind pressure in the dead air. Luo Wei took off his black cloak and let the wind blow away. The gray-black magic pattern coat shone with light blue fluorescence.

Vermeer's surprise went one step further.

He is actually wearing a secret weapon?

This kind of equipment technology made by ancient elves has long been lost. It is hard to find in the human world, and only the demons can collect it.

He asked me to identify so many equipments. Is he looking for secret weapons?

When Luo Wei pulled out the long sword, Wei Mier could no longer tell what material it was made of. The appearance was obviously different from the one she had seen before. The slender sword body had a simple beauty and exuded a gorgeous blue light.

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He pointed his sword into the void ahead.

"Come out, my sword thirsts for your blood!"

"Wu----"

A dull, long low sound sounded like a horn, the temperature around the area heated up, and a red light from nowhere illuminated the entire area.

In a scorching wind and wave, a huge body like a god appeared in front of the platform. The body was so large that only the upper part of its abdomen was exposed above the platform, and its lower body stood in the chaos of the void.

"Who——is waking me up."

The voice came directly from her head. Vermeer looked at the fiery red skin and the long horns that symbolized power, her eyes were so sore that she could not speak.

"Don't be afraid! You're just a demon cub, you are a priest of the church!"

Listening to Luo Wei's voice, Vermeer almost cried. Do you call this a "cub"?

It’s almost bigger than my church!

Luo Wei stood in front, indifferent to the demon's threats.

He understands the combat power system of this world very well. There is a huge gap between the upper and lower limits of human individuals. Because of this, humans like to use their own set of evaluation standards to measure the strength of other races.

The lowest level demon god is also classified as SSS.

This is embarrassing.

Why? Because real gods cannot be graded.

Whether it is the most powerful ancient god, the next-level modern god, or the local god who doesn’t sound very good, they are all above the entire rating system and cannot be defined.

The devil will be included in the human evaluation system, which is an insult in itself.

The history of human heroes also confirms this. Those famous legends like to prove themselves by killing low-level demons. After all, they can't defeat others. They can only pull the embarrassing demon out of the car over and over again.
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Especially when the strongest among the demon gods is enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the ancient gods, killing the demon god becomes a legend. After all, ordinary people don't care whether you encounter a high-ranking demon or a low-ranking demon.

Based on this upper and lower limit, demons are similar to humans in some aspects.

That is, a hero's cub may not be able to beat a weak uncle; a low-level demon that has just been born may not necessarily have a chance of winning when faced with a higher-level demon that is several levels below itself.

It is this opportunity that Luo Wei wants to seize.

The hot lava splashed across a large area of ​​the floor. Luo Wei calmly dodged and made his first swing with simple swordsmanship.

Gua Sha is obvious.

But before he came, he calculated his own winning rate.

Be modest and say 90%.

The rest is on that idiot saint.

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Three questions repeated in Vermeer's mind.

Who am I, where am I, why am I fighting the devil?

Ah... Now that I think about it, I just took seven days off as he requested, and then I stood in front of a demon god.

Fortunately, she had imagined the scene of that guy kneeling and shouting for help, but now, she wanted to plop on her knees.

He calls this a "difficult" battle?

Generally speaking, shouldn't the strategy be formulated by high-level officials from all parties, and the expedition team should be baptized by the priests and blessed by the crowd, and then go on an expedition with honor and determination to die in front of the crowd?

How virtuous and capable I am!

Thoughts were in a mess, but Vermeer's chanting of spells never stopped.

The surge of magic power is just to protect herself. If she doesn't do this, she really won't have the courage to resist.

"Jump."

Luo Wei's voice came to her mind, and the girl spun the staff, and the head of the staff hit the ground to create a magic circle, and bounced herself up.

Beneath him, the platform on the ground was flooded by the erupting magma.

"The water spirit that lives in the spring;"

Vermeer crossed the staff in the air, and the gem at the head of the staff burst out with a soft halo of light. The magic raised her long hair, reflecting the face that had no emotion and only maintained the fighting instinct.

She didn't know why she did this. Maybe it was just because that annoying guy was fighting at the front, which gave people an inexplicable sense of security.

Just like the twelve ruins where we fought in these three days.

"I will pour out my prayers to you, and I will give you my magic power;"

"Give me the strength to resist strong enemies and the determination to realize my wishes;"

She gritted her teeth and hardened her eyes, raising her magic power to the limit.

"Appear now! Inoprise of the Fountain!"

The magic power of the water spreads like a tide, condensing into a slender female phantom. She is half taller than a human, her whole body is made of aqua blue, she is lightly holding a pure white holy bottle, and her ears are long and pointed.

Revealing her identity.

Spring Fairy.

The turbulent water flow formed a barrier above the platform, isolating the gushing magma below.

Among the elements, the four basic elements of water, fire, earth and wind are mutually restrained. The appearance of the water magic fairy immediately attracted the attention of the fire demon.

"Die, insect——!"

The devil slapped heavily on the barrier covered by water, destabilizing the elements and making the figure of the spring water fairy become illusory. Vermeer knelt on the ground and chanted mid-level spells over and over again to replenish the barrier and support the battle.

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Luo Wei, who was dodging left and right on the demon god's body, turned back and showed a helpless smile.

Isn’t this quite capable?

He flipped his wrist, and for the first time water flowed on the sword blade. Such water elemental power was insignificant in the entire scene and could almost be ignored.

But this is the moment Luo Wei has been waiting for.

When the Flame Demon God's attention is drawn away, that's him——
Chapter completed!