Bride of the Great Demon King

"The power of the bloodline is awakened in the hybrid creature due to external stimuli. This process is called bloodline restoration. Although the hybrid creature can obtain amazing power in a short period of time, the consequence is often at the cost of life. Very few people die Spirit magic can control this process."

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The strong wind in the field blew the two flags outside the arena, one black and one red, fluttering.

A surprised expression flashed across his face, and the red-haired devil put his hands on his hips, pointed at the little figure beside Bairiel and laughed arrogantly: "Hahahaha... you don't mean to use this harpy mask The beast is dueling with my summoned beast? He doesn't even have full hair, and he is no more than half a year old at most! Harpy beasts are inferior among monsters. It is okay to scare humans. In hell, only Driven to run away, no wonder their ancestors chose to escape to live in the world above the ground! Oh, yes! It seems that their eggs are still worth something? It can barely be regarded as a magic material of the soul system. Hahahaha ...I said, young master, instead of using this to compare with me, it is better to work hard on your shapeshifting beast and let me see how your auxiliary magic is learning. Oh! Even your rabbit may have more combat power A step above it?"

"I'm not inferior!" Siren took a tiny step and retorted softly with a blushing face.

"Huh? It turns out he's still a useless 'baizi'." Mensa smiled even more disdainfully.Mutation of hair color into white often means losing original abilities among hell races, and some Baizi are even worse than his kind who are one level lower than him.

"Wuuu...Master...I'm not a useless baizi...uuuuu..." Hearing the red-haired demon laughing at his new feathers, the Siren's big purple eyes immediately began to breed tears.

"Whether the Sirens are capable or not will be known only after the fight. Do you still want to start?" Bairiel said with a cold face.

"Start! Why don't you start? After solving this useless little thing, there is no need to compete in the remaining two games. I have already won the final victory. After I get the summoner gold coin, I can start to fight for Duke Lesar." Revenge, hahahaha..." Suddenly feeling a chill coming from behind, Mensa couldn't help shrinking his neck, took out two fist-sized rubies from the bag behind him, weighed them and put one back.

"Come out, my messenger, and burn your enemies to ashes with the dragon's breath!"

A huge fire dragon appeared in the center of the arena, its huge body made the sirens look insignificant.

"Roar!" The fire dragon raised its head and roared, and the flames sprayed from its nose immediately raised the temperature of the entire arena by several degrees.

"My will is the direction you are going, and my strength is the strength you are going forward. When dusk falls, you will restore your true colors..."

The blond boy's murmured voice seemed to communicate an ancient power, which made Mensa feel palpitations.He wanted to order the summoned beasts to attack before the magic was launched, but he was a little worried that once such a large magic pressure was disrupted, it would cause indiscriminate attacks on everything around them.A terrifying force gathered around Bairiel, even tiny cracks appeared in the space.Bastian, who was drinking next to the big devil, couldn't help but put down his glass, and wanted to approach the field, but the big devil suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"...the noble lineage sleeping in the blood, the ancient memories handed down from ancient times, I call you, in the name of Bairiel, I call you—wake up!"

A dazzling white light instantly engulfed Siren's tiny body!

When the white light dissipated, Mensa looked at the tall white figure in the field with incredible eyes.The wings are more than five meters long, each feather exudes a metallic luster, and the two claws that also shine with a metallic luster glow faintly in blue.The pure white bird of prey suspended in the air has an unusually resolute and handsome man's face, with raised brows, deep purple eyes flashing with palpitating cold killing intent, and blue magic patterns flowing on both sides of the cheeks .

Mensa was shocked to discover that this harpy has not grown so simply, it has even surpassed the category of harpy!The summoner, who is familiar with all kinds of monsters, sharply compared that the siren looks more like the ancestor of the harpy, the mount of the legendary demon king, and the bird of prey that wields the power of wind—the vulture!

Bailie can actually control the bloodline restoration!

This is not necromancer magic cast on the corpse, this is to truly make a living creature reproduce the appearance of countless generations ago!Even the restoration of the bloodline requires the person being restored to have a fairly pure bloodline, but the harpy race is very far away from their ancestors in bloodlines, which is simply impossible!

No matter how long this magic can last, the mount of the devil king is a terrible monster that even the griffin bows down. Can his sub-dragon really win?no no no!Be calm!Maybe that prodigal young master just created an illusion, like a deformed beast, the real ability of this thing is actually vulnerable?Mensa ordered his summoned beasts to attack carefully, while trying to cast detection magic on the enemies in the sky.

too fast!Too fast to aim at all!

The white bird of prey leaps through space rather than hovering at incredible angles in the sky.The red dragon's flame couldn't hit the target at all, even if it happened to fall in Siren's direction, the flame was completely blown into the air with a light wave of the white wings.On the contrary, every time the light blue sharp claws fall, they can always take away a large piece of the red dragon's flesh and blood, and behind the thick and long neck of the red dragon, you can almost see the dense white bones.

Siren did not discard his spoils, but directly sent the flesh and blood of the red dragon to his mouth, gnawing at his enemy while making a high-pitched scream, with a frightening cold smile on his mouth.

Mensa threw healing spells one after another at his summoned beasts, and used a small-scale protective shield to block the attacks of the fierce raptors.He knew very well that if the spine was destroyed, then the dragon would be finished.But facing the overlord in the sky, Yalong is far inferior to his opponent in terms of speed and attack, and there is no chance of winning when flying. What should we do next?

The sirens didn't give Mensa much more to think about.The impatient white raptor suddenly stopped in the air, and vigorously waved its wings. Countless metal pieces mixed in the wind blade cut through the solid scales of the red dragon, dismembering it almost instantly.The gigantic bird, who had successfully knocked his opponent to the brink of death, did not launch a final attack. He flew straight into the sky, and began to chant long spells.

The big white bird quickly turned into a small dot in the sky, Mensa's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered the terrible legend.The voice of the vulture has the power to destroy the soul. It once carried the demon king over the human city. The next day, there was no living person in the bustling city, but there was no real dead person either.Everyone's souls were instantly torn apart by the screams of the vultures!

"I admit defeat!" the red-haired demon yelled, "Please take back your summoned beast, I admit defeat!"

The white bird of prey fell suddenly, so fast that his body was close to the ground almost instantly.Gritting his teeth, Mensa pulled out a long black knife from behind, and slammed it onto the red dragon's neck.Not sure if this knife can block the attack of the wild eagle, the red-haired demon held up the blade and faced the air.The next moment, the trembling that came from the depths of his soul made his heart go cold.Sure enough, it was a soul attack, a soul attack that no force could stop!

"Stop." The blond boy whispered.The sirens who attacked with thunderous momentum immediately stopped attacking and hovered in mid-air.

"Do you want to violate the rules of dueling?" Bairiel pointed his staff at Mensa's side.

"The duel is over, I didn't violate the rules. I just want to see how he is..." Bastian barely uttered a few words before spitting out a mouthful of blood.It is really too reluctant to escape from the clutches of the Demon King, fortunately this is not him in his heyday.

The red-haired devil looked pale and carefully hugged the man beside him.Bastian's ability can't stop the soul attack, did he want to change his life just now?

"Okay. What about you? Do you have a summoned beast that is stronger than Ren? If not..." The blond boy raised his chin and smiled, "I advise you to surrender and give up the remaining two duels voluntarily." .”

Mensa silently dropped a few healing spells, and then took the seriously injured red dragon back into the ruby.Looking at the sharp-eared man who had fallen into a coma in his arms, the red-haired demon was very worried. Could it be that his soul has been traumatized?

The stubborn demon tightened his arms, completely transferred the man's weight to himself, and raised his head to meet Bairiel's gaze again: "No. The Mensa clan has never had a tradition of surrendering without a fight. I look forward to your next war!"