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"Who!"

Zhang Yang's reaction speed was the fastest. When darkness came, he had already released the protective spell to protect everyone.

With his current strength, unless the protective spell he releases is a full-scale attack at the level of a temple mage, there is no way he can shake this seemingly thin layer of defense.

"Stupid humans always try to challenge those powerful creatures with a spirit of sacrifice."

A man in a bright gray suit came out of the darkness, playing with a coin.

"Nasty light."

The man in a suit looked at Zhang Yang's lighting technique and frowned: "But it's good to have light to bury you."

"Go!"

The man in the suit raised his hand, and countless cursed scavengers swarmed in, almost crushing the wall!

"Wind of Vatum!"

Zhang Yang raised his hand, and two small hurricanes suddenly appeared, blocking the four people, equivalent to a barrier.

"Bosat's Thunder!"

Then Zhang Yang slapped his hands on the ground, and two bright red lightning bolts rushed towards the group of scavenging demons like thunder dragons.

"Disgusting mage!"

The man in the suit frowned, waved his hand, and a shield composed of dark power blocked his face.

As for those scavengers?

It's just cannon fodder, and he doesn't care!

Bossat's Thunder easily wiped out hundreds of Scavenger Demons, but the cannon fodder from hell seemed to be endless, and the number was not small at all!

"Tsunami!"

Mela next to her also took action, her red hair fluttering up and down under the burst of magic power, and a small tsunami appeared out of thin air, washing away countless scavenger demons.

"Quiet."

The man in the suit looked back and saw that his cannon fodder had been swept away by the small tsunami. It would take some time to come over, and then he glanced at Meila with his eyes glowing red.

"Humph..."

Mei La groaned, the spell was interrupted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out without holding back.

"Meila!"

Harry was anxious. He hugged Mera who was about to fall, turned to glare at the man in the suit, and cast the Hogwarts death curse: "Avada bites the big melon!"

"Just black magic..."

The man in the suit didn't care about the Death Curse. He was very confident in the shield in front of him.

In fact, after the Death Curse hit the dark shield, it didn't even cause a ripple, as if it was swallowed up.

"Harry!"

Zhang Yang looked at it like no one could break this defense except himself, so he said to Harry: "Take good care of the two ladies, leave this guy to me!"

"it is good!"

Harry also knew that with his current strength, he could deal with ordinary demons, but if he encountered those powerful hell demons, he would be a loser.

"Are you coming?"

The man in a suit looked at Zhang Yang with a very disdainful tone: "It's useless. The gap between you and me is too big."

"Bossat's Thunder!"

Zhang Yang didn't answer, but kept releasing bright red thunder.

"It's useless!"

Facing the two oncoming bossat thunders, the man in the suit shook his head: "I told you, no... I'll go!"

But before he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong.

There were more than two bright red lightning strikes?

The thunder that filled the whole room, not to mention two, maybe two hundred!

Facing such a scene, the man in the suit's face turned green, and his scarlet eyes were full of disbelief.

"This...it's impossible!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, as if a switch had been touched, countless thunderbolts struck instantly, turning it into a ball of charcoal.

The words he just said became his last words.

"No...impossible!"

It may also be that the man in the suit was too strong. Even though he was reduced to charcoal, he did not die immediately. Instead, he repeated one sentence in a hoarse voice: "Impossible!"

"Divine Sword of Emperor Weishan!"

Facing the coke from the man in the suit, Zhang Yang showed no intention of stopping. He turned around and summoned a long sword burning with sacred flames, and started flying.

Once, twice... until the body of the man in the suit was filled with Emperor Weishan's sacred sword, and the sacred flame from the God of White Magic burned it into gravel, Zhang Yang didn't stop yet.

"Mirror space!"

"Hogarth's ancient body!"

A mirror space swallowed up these gravels, and then a spell from Hogs' Ancient Body turned the mirror dimension into a sea of ​​butterflies. Only then did Zhang Yang stop.

"That should work, right?"

Zhang Yang murmured to himself as he stopped, but he didn't notice the stunned look of the melon-eating trio behind him.

"Has he... always been like this?"

Angela spoke to Harry in a low voice, her little eyes full of fear: "So...cautious?"

"I..."

Harry wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he did not dare to say them. He only moved his lips a few times.

"..."

Mela also blinked her beautiful big eyes, looking in disbelief and considering how to continue the attack, whether it was safe or not, and whether the other party was dead or not.

"It should be fine."

In the end, Zhang Yang gave up the idea of ​​continuing to cast spells. He only knew so much, and there was nothing he could do to continue.

The most important thing was that the system seemed to be unable to stand it anymore, and it started ringing in his ears.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the half-demon and receiving the reward: body strength +5!"

It was still the same heat, still the same feeling, but this time, the surge of power in Zhang Yang's body gave him the illusion that he could crush the earth with one punch.

But with perfect control, he took perfect control of his own body in just a moment. After the surge, he perfectly controlled the body that was 16 times that of ordinary people.

Zhang Yang, who had completely stopped, turned around, and as soon as he took a step, Harry and the other two took several steps back like frightened little white rabbits.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Yang looked at the three people with a puzzled expression, wondering what kind of plane they were doing.

How could he be like a scourge?

"you..."

In the end, Harry, who was still a man, stood up. After swallowing, he said to Zhang Yang, "You won't attack again, will you?"

"Definitely not!"

The inexplicable expression on Zhang Yang's face deepened: "Even if I could, I wouldn't take action against you. What are you afraid of?"

"That's fine!"

Mela patted her chest, causing the two men present to look up and down following the big baby.

"By the way, who was that man just now...?"

After killing the person, Zhang Yang remembered that he and others didn't know the identity of the other party, and why they attacked him.

"It should be the devil from hell."

Harry hesitated: "Or are they half-demon living in the human world?"

"Probably half-demon."

Mela added: "Otherwise, he would not have the chance to trick ordinary people into sacrificing themselves, opening a passage, and summoning demons from hell."

"It should be."

Zhang Yang also nodded. He felt that Meila's point of view was closer to the truth, but what about the specifics? Everyone is dead, so what else can happen?

With the death of the man in the suit, the darkness gradually recedes and light returns to the world.

After a few people went out, they found that the police station was littered with corpses, and there were gnawed corpses everywhere.

"This..."

Angela almost vomited when she saw this scene!

Although she was a police officer and had seen many bloody scenes, and even killed several extremely vicious criminals herself, so many people appeared in front of her in such a state of death, and many of them were hers. Colleagues who get along day and night feel nausea and fear coming one after another.

Just terrible.