It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 10 Demon God
Go through the underground waterway and arrive at the Gulia Magic Palace.

The old ancient underground palace is like an abandoned underground city. The strength of monsters here has obviously risen to a higher level. Not only do there really appear to be higher-level demons, but some monsters are also highly intelligent and can use human language.

Luo Wei, who was walking in front, didn't seem to intend to get entangled with the monster, but was looking for the enemy's loopholes and sneaked in quietly.

Thinking of this, Wei Mier felt rejoiced.

If she really came in without shoes, the two of them would be exposed in a short time. She didn't want to hear the monster comment on her smell.

"arrive."

Luo Wei pulled her to stop, and what stood in front of her was a metal arched door with a height of more than ten meters, with complicated teachings and runes engraved on it.

But in Vermier's view, the records on it are undoubtedly cults, full of extremes and madness.

"Where is this place...?" Her voice trembled a little. As a priest of the Church of Wishing, this place made her feel like a natural enemy, as if she had come to the stronghold of the opposing camp.

Luo Wei didn't answer her question, and skillfully inlaid a few orbs he found on the road in the corresponding positions, and the heavy metal door slowly opened.

He actually knows the mechanism here?

Vermier no longer cared about thinking, because what appeared in front of him was a daunting passage.

A stone cliff road stretches forward, and there is darkness beyond the bottom of the two sides.

If this falls...

No goddess can save her.

"Don't get too close later, show all your strength and vigilance, I don't have extra time to take care of you."

"What exactly are we going to face?" Walking through the cliff road, Vermeer now felt more oppressed than nervous, and it became difficult to breathe.

"The devil."

Luo Wei just uttered a word, and Vermeer's pupils shrank deeply into small dots.

He must be joking, right?
At this time, the two had already reached the end of the road, and there was only an empty platform there, but Vermeer could clearly sense that there was something extremely dangerous under the platform ahead, lurking in the deep chaos.

Her magic power stood up like the tip of a needle.

"No way……"

Vermeer never believed that she would really face a demon god. According to various records of the church, these terrifying existences would be hard to resist even if the knights and the church tried their best. Villages, human walls are no different from paper.

But now, this man with mediocre qualifications in front of him actually said that he wanted to challenge a demon god! ?

There was wind pressure blowing in the dead air, Luo Wei took off the cloak of the black clothes and let the wind blow away, the gray-black magic pattern coat shone with light blue fluorescence.

Vermeer's surprise went one step further.

He was actually armed with secret patterns?

This kind of equipment crafted by ancient elves has long been lost, and it is hard to find in the human world. Only the demons can collect it.

He asked me to identify so many equipment, could it be that he was looking for the secret pattern arm?

When Luo Wei pulled out the long sword, Vermeer could no longer see what material it was made of. Its appearance was obviously different from the one he saw before. The slender sword had a simple beauty and exuded a gorgeous blue light. .

He pointed his sword at the void ahead.

"Come out, my sword thirsts for your blood!"

"dock----"

A dull, long and deep sound sounded like a horn, the surrounding temperature heated up, and a red light from nowhere illuminated the entire area.

In a scorching wind and waves, a huge god-like body appeared in front of the platform. The oversized body made only half of it exposed above the platform, and the lower body stood in the chaos of the void.

"Who—was waking me up."

The voice came directly from his mind, and Vermeer looked at the fiery red skin and the long horns that symbolized power, his eyes were so sore that he couldn't speak.

"Don't be afraid! It's just a demon god cub, you are the priest of the church!"

Hearing Luo Wei's voice, Vermeer almost cried, you call this a "cub"?
Almost bigger than my church!
Luo Wei stood in front, indifferent to the threat of the demon god.

He is very familiar with the combat power system of this world. There is a huge gap between the upper and lower limits of individual human beings. Because of this, human beings like to use their own set of evaluation standards to measure the strength of other races.

And the lowest rank of Demon God is also rated as SSS.

It's embarrassing.

Why?Because the real gods cannot be graded.

Whether it is the most powerful ancient god, the next-level present god, or the local god who doesn't sound very good, they all override the entire grading system and cannot be defined.

Demon gods will be accepted by the human evaluation system, which is an insult in itself.

The history of human heroes has also confirmed this point. Those famous legends like to prove themselves by killing low-ranking demon gods. After all, they can't beat anything else. They can only pull the shameful demon gods out of the car over and over again.

Especially when the strongest of the demon gods is enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the ancient gods, killing the demon gods becomes a good story. After all, ordinary people don't care whether you meet a high-ranking or a low-ranking demon.

Based on such upper and lower limits, demon gods are similar to humans in some respects.

That is the cub of a hero, who may not be able to beat the weak uncle; the low-level demon god who has just been born may not have a chance of winning in the face of a high-level demon that is several grades lower than himself.

What Luo Wei wants to seize is such an opportunity.

The hot magma slapped a large area of ​​the floor, Luo Wei dodged calmly, and made the first swing with unpretentious swordsmanship.

Gua Sha, obviously.

But before he came, he counted his winning percentage.

Be humble, maybe [-]%.

The rest is on that stupid saint.

……

Vermeer repeated three questions in her mind.

Who am I, where am I, and why am I beating the devil?
Ah...Thinking about it, I just asked for a seven-day leave at his request, and then I stood in front of a demon god.

Fortunately, I had imagined that guy kneeling and shouting for help, but now, she wanted to kneel on the ground with a plop.

He called this a "difficult" fight?

Generally speaking, shouldn't the high-level leaders of multiple parties formulate strategies, and the crusade group accept the baptism of the priest and the blessings of everyone, and go on an expedition with glory and determination to die under the farewell of the crowd?
How can I!

Thoughts were in a mess, but Vermeer's chanting spells didn't stop.

The surge of magic power was just for self-protection, if she didn't do this, she really wouldn't have the courage to resist.

"Jump."

Luo Wei's voice came from the mind, the girl spun the staff, and the tip of the staff hit a magic circle on the ground, bouncing herself up.

Below him, the platform on the ground was submerged by the erupting magma.

"Water Fairy that resides in the spring;"

Vermeer crossed the staff in the air, and the gem on the staff head burst into a soft halo, and the magic power raised her long hair, reflecting the face that could no longer see emotions and only maintained its fighting instinct.

She didn't know why she did this, maybe, it was just because that annoying guy was fighting in front, but somehow it gave people an inexplicable sense of security.

Just like the twelve ruins that were fought in these three days.

"I will pour out my prayers to you, and I will bestow my magic power on you;"

"Give me the strength to resist powerful enemies, and the determination to realize my wishes;"

She gritted her teeth so that her eyes became firm, and the concentration of magic power was raised to the limit.

"Realize it!Inopolis of the Spring! 』

The magic power of water spreads out like a tide, condensing a slender female phantom. She is half taller than a human, and her whole body is made of water blue. She is lightly holding a pure white holy bottle, with long and pointed ears revealed her identity.

Fountain Fairy.

The turbulent water flow enveloped an enchantment above the platform, isolating the magma gushing below.

Among the elements, the four basic elements of water, fire, earth and wind are mutually restrained, and the appearance of the water magic goblin immediately attracted the attention of the flame demon god.

"Die, insect—!"

The demon god slapped heavily on the enchantment covered by water, making the elements unstable, and the spring fairy's figure became illusory. Vermier knelt on the ground, chanting middle-level spells over and over again, replenishing the enchantment, and supporting the battle .

Luo Wei, who was dodging left and right on the body of the demon god, looked back and showed a helpless smile.

Isn't that quite capable.

He flipped his wrist, and for the first time water surged on the blade. This kind of water elemental power was insignificant in the whole scene, almost negligible.

But Luo Wei was waiting for this moment.

When the flame demon god's attention was drawn away, it was him——

Time to kill.

(End of this chapter)