In the dark prison, a blue figure with a resolute expression was moving rapidly, with blood splattering on the floor behind him.
The terrifying monster was chasing after him, and he had no companions beside him at this moment.
Feeling that his physical strength was gradually weakening, York gritted his teeth and did not stop walking. At this moment, he actually missed the magic he once had. If there is the cooperation of magic, getting out of the current predicament is just a matter of a portal.
But soon, he felt ashamed of his own thoughts. He had already given up everything that belonged to the mage and did not want to have anything to do with the mage.
The chain shot out from behind him, but missed the target and embedded itself deeply into the wall behind him, making a crisp sound. The demon behind used this force to draw closer to him.
The terrifying aura coming from behind made him clench his teeth, and he couldn't get rid of the demon at all.
At this moment, he seemed to have noticed something, and he slowed down, and there was a soft sound behind him.
Fire appeared in front of him, and walking out of the fire were several burly demons and a mage wearing bright red robes.
"Is it you? What do you want? I targeted those creatures first!" The chain demon looked at the big demon blocking the road and said angrily, as if he was regretting the loss of those savage creatures.
"Your physique is very special, and I am very interested in your blood. I will capture you and study everything in your body."
On the side, the mage in bright red robes slowly stepped forward and said to the chained demon.
Hearing this, the chain demon sneered: "Do you want to do this too? Then let me see if you have such ability!"
Following the words of the chain devil, the sharp hooks covered with barbs were ready to go next to him. An icy cold light flashed faintly on the hooks, as if they were poisonous snakes that wanted to choose people to bite. Focusing on the target, the Scarlet Mage also concentrated his magic power. The atmosphere in the prison became increasingly dull, and it seemed that a tragic battle would take place in the next moment.
"Wait." Seeing that the conflict was about to happen, Aglan seemed to have thought of something. He reached out and stopped the bloody mage, and looked at the chained demon in the distance: "Lord Messiga has learned about you. , asked me to say hello to you."
As Agran spoke, the chain demon's eyes froze and the movements of his hands stopped. If Agran saw it correctly, at this moment, the chain demon's body began to tremble faintly, as if he recalled something that frightened him.
"So it was she who asked you to come...I just got out of trouble, and she already knew about it? No, I don't want to be caught back by her!"
Under the gazes of all the demons, who were either fearful or confused, the chained demon let out several miserable wails. At this moment, the demon, whose body was tightly wrapped in chains and looked terrifying, actually bent down and uttered a A few retches.
Even the Scarlet Mage felt extremely confused at this moment. He clearly hadn't done anything yet, and the Chained Demon seemed to be on the verge of death.
What all the legion members didn't expect was that after the chain demon recovered a little, he no longer cared about everything in front of him, turned around and fled towards the passage behind him.
The Scarlet Mage let out a cold snort, and was about to chase the chained demon who was escaping in a hurry, but Aglan stopped him: "There is no need to pursue, have you forgotten the master's order? The most important thing now is to bring that hero with him." go back."
With Aglan's persuasion, the Scarlet Mage gradually calmed down and prioritized completing his mission above all else. Compared to that, the chain demon seemed inconsequential. If he retreated voluntarily, he could avoid a fight.
"Okay, now it's your turn." As he said that, the Scarlet Mage turned his attention to the blue-skinned hero, "Let me see what is the difference between you and those barbaric creatures. Logically speaking, There's no way you can survive my spell."
After saying that, the bloody mage raised his hand and slowly said: "Blood control magic... huh?"
The changes in front of him caused the Scarlet Mage's complexion to change slightly. Apart from dropping a few degrees, York's body temperature was not affected much.
"You have enough mana in your body, you are a mage!" At this moment, the Scarlet Mage seemed to have discovered something, and his eyes when looking at the hero also changed extremely obviously.
"I'm not a mage." York's face darkened when he heard what Jerefer said. His tone was tough, but he knew very well that he was no match for those legion members. Even the chained demon who chased York all the way, leaving York unable to fight back, was scared away by the people in front of him, not to mention York.
At this moment, it seemed that there was only one option left in front of York. As the Scarlet Mage chanted, he felt that many parts of his body were not in control, and his final outcome was probably death.
If he casts a spell, York can instantly go to a safe location and get rid of the enemy's pursuit. Although he doesn't know what will happen next and whether the enemies will follow him, it is at least a feasible method instead of leaving behind. Sit here and wait for death.
The instinct of survival drove York, making him want to cast spells and escape from the prison that trapped him. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of his experience in the academy.
In the past, York, in order to prove himself to the mage, he studied hard whether it was the gate of time and space or other magic. His heroic specialty was the extremely terrifying chain lightning. The entire Bracada can be regarded as one of the best.
"Do you want to use space magic to escape? I won't give you such a chance." The Scarlet Mage seemed to have discovered something and said with concentration.
"I told you, I'm not a mage at all!" York's expression tightened, and the oath in his heart drove him. Even if he felt that his death was approaching, he would not use any magic.
"You want to deny the identity of the mage? Why do you do this? You should have the blood of elemental creatures in your body. That kind of blood is very special. This also allows you to still stand in front of me instead of dying under the blood control magic. The reason." The Scarlet Mage seemed to see something, and he asked York while secretly casting a spell.
"The identity of a mage is not worth remembering. My heart belongs to the barbarians." York shook his head and said while recovering.
"You should be proud of your identity as a mage instead of giving up on it." The Scarlet Mage looked at him deeply and continued.
