"Oh my! His level was quite high! It was not a bone tooth, but a bone spear. However, it was useless.”Li Xiaotian said lightly. Then, he saw that the bone spear that should have pierced him was suspended in mid-air for some reason, unable to advance any further.
"Unfortunately, I have a backer.”
At the same time, an ear-piercing alarm sounded in the area. When the other demons heard the alarm, they instantly ran for their lives as if they were running for their lives. They also ran crazily towards the outskirts of the flea market.
Just as the Necromancer was still in shock at how powerful the defensive ability of the magical tool on the human youth was, a light projection of a teleportation spell appeared around them.
As the magic light disappeared, a team of Sickle Demons wearing heavy armor and holding thick sickles walked out from the teleportation magic.
From the moment Li Xiaotian was attacked by the bone spears to the appearance of the Sickle Demons, it had only taken less than ten seconds. The cloaked man immediately realized that the situation was not good and instinctively wanted to escape.
However, it was not so easy to escape. Under the powerful aura of these scythe demons, no matter how hard he tried, he did not dare to take a step forward to escape. He could only sit helplessly on the spot, his entire body trembling.
When these scythe demons appeared, their powerful aura spread everywhere, forcing the demons who had not had the time to escape to stop in their tracks. They stood stiffly on the spot, not daring to move at all.
However, there were always a few brave people in this world. These powerful guys would not be intimidated by the aura of these scythe demons. They were also very worried that something bad would happen to them next. Instinctively, they just wanted to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible, so they still ran out at full speed.
When these scythe demons saw this, they immediately felt a little embarrassed and angry. There was actually someone who dared to escape when they arrived. It was really not giving them face.
The most muscular Scythe Demon among them waved his left hand, and a few Scythe Demons immediately rushed out of the group and pounced on the fleeing fellows.
Puchi, kacha. Ah!" After a series of screams, the 'suspects' who dared to escape were all chopped into pieces and fell to the ground. It was obvious that they would not survive.
Seeing that his subordinates had dealt with these ignorant fellows, the leading Scythe Demon could not help but nod in satisfaction. He then turned his head back to Li Xiaotian.
"Little Tian, you went outside the Lord's Manor to play again today! Tell me, what happened today? Are there some blind people who want to catch you and eat you again? Let me tell you, Uncle Maron. Uncle Maron will help you teach these blind fellows a lesson.”The Sickle Demon leader patted its chest and promised Li Xiaotian.
When the cloaked boss heard what the scythe demon said, he couldn't help but tremble. The light emitted from his eyes dimmed, and his entire body bent forward. He lay on the ground and trembled even more.
"Uncle Maron, I don't quite understand. Why are there always so many demons who don't change after learning their lesson?”
Li Xiaotian shook his head and looked disdainfully at the cloaked man who was trembling on the ground. He said in a distressed tone,"
"I was directly appointed by Lady Bedloris to be Princess Vanessa's personal servant! These damned lowlifes kept trying to attack me. They simply didn't care about Princess Vanessa and Lady Delorise. I think we have taught these lowlifes too little. We must show the dignity of the liege's residence more so that these lowlifes will never have the idea of rebelling against us.”
Not only did the Scythe Demon Maron not dislike Li Xiaotian's tone, but he also admired Li Xiaotian's cruel and bloody speech.
"Little Tian, you're right. We have to teach these lowlifes a profound lesson. We have to make them tuck their tails between their legs when they see our people from the Lord's Manor in the future.”
After saying that, he waved his hand and the thick sickle in his hand slashed at the cloaked man.
Only those who were not weak would dare to set up a stall in this place. It was obvious that the cloaked man from that year had some skills.
Seeing that the scythe demon didn't even ask anything and attacked him directly, he didn't hold any hope. He directly took off his cloak and threw it at the scythe demon. Then, he quickly chanted an incantation, and a thick bone wall rose from the ground to block the place between him and the scythe demon.
The Scythe Demon called Maron did not care about the thick bone wall at all. He laughed out loud and swung the sickle in his hand down without losing any momentum.
Only to hear two snapping sounds coming from the place where the sickle had been swung.
It turned out that the cloak thrown by the cloaked man was first cut in half by the sickle. Then, the sickle did not slow down and hacked at the rib wall.
Although the wall of ribs looked very sturdy, it was easily cut apart like a row of straw under the swing of the sickle that emitted a faint cold light.
Although the bone wall had been cut open by Maron, it still had a delaying effect. No, this cloaked man should be called a skeleton now. The skeleton relied on the little bit of time that the bone wall had bought him to retreat quickly and chant as fast as he could. At the same time, he took out an ancient-looking magic scroll with both hands and tore it open without hesitation, releasing the magic stored inside.
It turned out that he had opened a magic scroll, a scroll that stored a Weakening Curse spell. The spell he had cast was an energy ball the size of a watermelon, emitting blue flames.
However, Uncle Maron didn't seem to care much about the two spells released by the skeleton.
First of all, when the Weakness Curse was placed on him, Uncle Maron only used the energy in his body to shake it away because the difference in strength between the two of them was too great. As for the energy ball that the skeleton shot out, it was mercilessly hacked into its original energy state by the sickle in his hand.
Perhaps it was because the gap between the two sides was too great, or perhaps it was because the power of the magic that was released in a hurry was seriously insufficient, the sickle continued to slash forward after shattering the energy ball.
However, the poor skeleton was still recovering from the spell he had just cast. Moreover, he had just used the magic scroll in his hand. If he wanted to use the scroll again, he would have to reach into his backpack and pull out another one.
With his strength, he would only need to pause for less than a second to cast the next spell, and it would only take him a very short time to pull out a Magic Scroll from his backpack. However, Uncle Maron would never give him such a chance. The sickle that was shining with a black light was already slashing at him with a whistling wind.
Although this skeleton wanted to be like an agile Thief and nimbly dodge this fatal attack, it was still able to dodge the attack. However, as a mage, his pathetic physical fitness was a pain in the hearts of all mages.
Without a doubt, the cold sickle completely ignored the magic barrier on his equipment and easily sliced through the skeleton's head, splitting it into a pile of broken bones.
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