Chapter 40, Breaking into the battlefield! The flame demon

Author: Deng Dies

Chapter 40, Breaking into the battlefield! The flame demon

Ryan is running.

He flew through the dilapidated and burnt-out building.

When the black boots stepped on the ground, they stepped on the already messy ground and made deep marks, causing the strong wind to accumulate dust.

"Assistant Ryan, 25th floor!"

"The life activities of trapped operators appear on the 25th floor!"

A prompt is sent from the communication terminal.

Since the building had been cleaned up by the operators of the Demon Hunting Agency before Ryan came, he ran along the building's glass curtain wall to the seventeenth floor.

Then, he broke through the glass, entered the building, and began to run to the upper floor along the escape ladder.

There were no obstacles from demons or evil spirits along the way, and it went very smoothly.

“Twenty-five floors?”

Ryan still has the leisure to chat.

He suddenly stopped and looked up at the floor prompts in the stairwell.

The number "25" is clearly on it.

Quickly rushed out of the corridor.

He looked around.

Now Ryan is in a long corridor with burnt black ash on the walls on both sides of the corridor and the stench that cannot be dissipated no matter how long it has been.

It can be vaguely seen that the ornate remnants of the dark outlines of the stone carvings on the wall are on the wall.

At the base of the wall, those once burned into the fire for extremely exquisite decorations and then burned into the residue left over from ashes.

"The 25th floor of Crohn Industrial Building was booked by a company the day before the evil spirits attacked, and used it as the venue for the celebration banquet."

"The designers of this building are unique. At the strong request of investors, they almost moved the "Leen Opera House" that was destroyed by the war and was destroyed one by one to one.

"For this reason, the designer hollowed out the 26th, 27th, and even the 32nd floor of the building, all to recreate the glory of that opera house."

"But since the disaster broke out in Chicago City."

"The ghost fire from hell destroyed the magnificent dance hall. The demons turned the building into a ghost nest that continuously transported evil spirits."

The explanation of the magic hunting mechanism ends here.

Ryan stared at the huge doors ahead.

Are there ever a few reliefs carefully carved by famous stone carvings, or embellishments covered with gems or expensive metals?

He didn't know, nor did he want to know.

"Dadadada"

Walk towards the gate.

The bottom of the boot was stomped on the broken glass, making a crisp sound.

This shows that he has arrived at the gate of the opera house, and without any concealment, the monster in the seven-story hole in front of him clearly knows that he has approached.

The trapped operators are behind this door.

Ryan stopped in front of the gate.

He lifted his right leg and then.

"Bang!"

The door, which was already burned by flames, bursted with brittleness and dissatisfaction.

The knocked-off debris became a silver breeze wandering in the air, wandering in the magnificent opera house, scattering and gathering until it drifted into the distance.

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"Sushi--"

In the center of the huge and red fabric, there is an alien and hideous, wild throne of flames. Its terrifying high temperature twists the surrounding air wildly.

Among the dark flames that form the throne, there are countless bright gems surging, and precious metals like nectar are mixed and smelted. At this moment, it is like surging waves, spraying high-temperature Mars around.

"Click."

Gold slurry with brilliant silver fell from the throne of flame.

But they did not squirm the surging fire on the red fabric.

It's more like rain hitting the lake, rippling with red ripples, looking so empty, like a dream.

The ripples of water on the red carpet spread and invade.

Hit on the trait black boots.

Bianca Roswea was panting like a cow, and the [Demon Refining Armament] wrapped around her body was damaged. Under the hole burned by the high temperature was her tight protective clothing.

Fortunately, this ugly tight protective clothing exists.

Otherwise, the scorching ghost fire will penetrate into the gap of the [Demon Refining Armed Forces] and burn her into pale ashes.

The man on the throne first set his eyes on her.

"What a beautiful girl."

A sad smile appeared on the man's pale face.

He praised.

He is not as handsome as a human, but also pale as the face of the dead, with a satisfied smile on his face.

And this ugly smile is enough to describe it as a "smile".

When he was scanning, his face was really not satisfactory in his strange eyes, which represented sin and the devil, and his face was really not a good match.

"The witch hunter of the Alchemy Temple."

"Have anyone ever told you that you are the most meticulous and able to give extremely powerful equipment - [Demon Refining Armed] has a fatal flaw?"

The man was holding a goblet and was tasting the thick, bright red wine.

The surging flames poked out from the throne under the man, like a giant snake wrapped in black molten sap.

Cherish the metal solution as scales, the brilliant and luxurious gems are used as eyes, open the bloody mouth, and swallow the "magic metal solution" dripping from the [Demon Refining Armed] into your belly.

Even burping!

"After all, no matter how strong Mithril Magic Metal is, it is still metal, right?"

"As long as the essence of metal is not [killed]."

The ghost fire ignited on the man's body swallowed the goblet, and the black flames in his eyes suddenly flourished, and his voice was instantly strange, which was the roar of the demon!

"Then - your [Demon Refining Arms] are my Karl Sif's palm toy!!"

"roar!!!"

The throne under him suddenly deformed, flames gushed wildly, and the tongue of flame spread rapidly, and it became a giant python entrenched under the demon!

It roared, towards the weak figure in the distance, with humanized mockery and malice hidden in the eyes made of the gem, and rushed forward suddenly!

"Oops!"

Bianca's face changed suddenly.

She has been locked by the demon!

As the Demon of Fire said, the devil refining armament has fatal flaws, but the Holy Temple had considered this issue when it was first designed and decided to mass produce it.

In fact.

Each operator equipped with [Demon Refining Arms] has its armor customized. After the prototype of the armor is created by the furnace, the rich alchemy matrix will be embedded in the armor one after another.

"Fireproof" and "resistance to high temperatures" are naturally impossible to absent.

But now, armor is like a devil's palm plaything, and the magic metal turns into droplets and slides down. Perhaps there is only one explanation.

The devil's flame is far better than the hell karma fire!

The alchemy matrix of demon-refining arms cannot compete with its flames at all!

"Fire Demon" Karl Sif, the class is the powerful existence of the highest level demon!

[Demon Refining Arms] is already a higher-level equipment in the Holy Temple, and above it, there are armors that can be called devastating power.

However, that is an existence that Bianca's personal will is difficult to tame.

Apart from his weak strength and being unable to control high-end armor, what else can Bianca complain about?

"Damn it!"
To be continued...