Half-elf Ranger

Deep in the Great Sword Mark Mountains.

Under the dark night, the wolves with wild rays of light in their eyes are moving quietly, and other nocturnal hunters are also dispatched, and ghostly figures are looming in the mountains.

At this time, in a hidden valley deep in the mountains, a bright fire suddenly flashed, making the entire valley red.

The fierce battles that took place in this valley can be seen through the bright firelight, and weathered bones and broken swords can still be found today.

The valley is covered with withered and yellow weeds, and there are dilapidated buildings and broken marble columns everywhere, as if telling the grandeur of the past.

Jie Jie Jie…

Countless ghosts and wild ghosts awakened by undead energy wander unconsciously in the valley. This place is more like a forbidden area for the living!

Under the bright firelight, an altar with a diameter of more than ten meters was clearly displayed in the thick night.

The interior of the altar has been cracked, and some bizarre vines and tenacious weeds have grown from the cracks, covering the strange runes that crisscross the altar.

On the entire altar is a statue of a gnoll with many scars, which has been blurred because of the severe weathering.

The only things that are more conspicuous are the ferocious fangs and claws on the statue and the black spikes on the back.

Suddenly, the sound of dull footsteps broke the tranquility of the entire valley. This was a group of gnoll sacrifices in dark brown robes!

When the gnoll priests walked near the altar, they all fell to the ground, kneeling deeply on the ground, murmuring ancient demonic words in their mouths.

As the ancient demonic whispers echoed in the valley, a wave of evil energy continued to converge towards the altar.

for a moment...

In the eyes of the scarred gnoll statue, a strange emerald flame was burning, a little bit of divine brilliance slowly emerged, and the breath from the abyss began to spread.

"My lord, the great demon lord! King of the gnolls! For the prosperity of the gnoll family, your most devout people are waiting for your instructions."

"Blood, killing, fear, and death are not enough to quell my anger!"

…

On the edge of the Black Pearl Forest, on the road leading to Winter City.

The hobgoblin army drove cattle and horses carrying siege equipment, rode well-trained wolves, and sang the ancient hobgoblin battle song:

They crumble before our shields, they lie down under our swords!

Their homeland was conquered by us, and their descendants were enslaved by us.

Shura Field! Shura Field!

Victory belongs to us!

The ground echoed with the echoes of hundreds of combat boots, and the dark army marched neatly in the direction of Winter City.

…

Winter City Uptown.

A corrupted summoning ritual echoes in a hidden underground chamber somewhere.

The dark phosphorous fire flickered.

The blood on the altar flows along the strange formation.

"Come out!"

"Fear from the abyss!"

The bright red altar circle suddenly burst out with the dazzling light of the summoning circle, and the light gradually dissipated.

An irritable aura from the bottomless abyss mixed with a strong smell of sulfur filled this not-so-spacious underground chamber.

Roar!

Accompanied by a terrifying roar, a dark red figure with a whole body burning with flames emerged.

Balo Flame Demon [fifth-order legend]

Large Otherworldly Demon

Creature Level: Level 22

Challenge level: Level 19 (at least 5 adventurers above level 19)

The highest attribute strength is 26, the lowest attribute agility is 15, and the total attribute is above 120.

Special Feats: Two-handed, Cleave, Two-Weapon Combat, Fire Aura, Demon Resistance, Incinerate, Magic Weapons, Multiattack

Supernatural Abilities: Storm Sword, Flaming Whip, Fear, Entanglement, Detect Magic, See Invisibility

Spell-Like Abilities (cast at will): Teleportation Precision, Blasphemy, Fireball, Deep Darkness, Mass Fear, Detect Good, Detect Law, Unholy Aura, Unholy Shadow Strike, Wall of Fire, Firestorm ( 11 times a day), Devil Summons (11 times a day)…

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Summoning and controlling demons is very laborious and difficult, and those with fragile minds simply cannot afford the work and the consequences.

—Excerpted from "Eggville's Demons"

As ancient and terrifying representatives of evil, they lead the army of demons, thirsting for power and destroying everything that stands in their way.

They unleash the furious power of demons to recharge their mortal incineration bursts with fiery flames that can destroy even the most powerful of foes.

They are one of the most powerful and fearsome demons, and their favorite thing to do is to drive their own kind to spread fear and disaster.

And let everything burn up in its raging flames!

The Baroyan Demon who had just been summoned from the abyss roared like crazy, with endless hatred and fury on his hideous face,

Then swing the Flaming Whip and Storm Sword.

Spreading the wings of burning flames, he vented his anger:

"Let the flames purify everything!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scorching high temperature exuded a strong sulfuric aura, instantly burning out all the unresponsive believers and combustibles, turning them into ashes!

Summoning demons is extremely dangerous, and even wizards who laugh with them fear the inhabitants of the abyss.

Despite their perennial desire to come to the Material Plane to spread chaos, demons do not express their gratitude to the summoner when they are called, but instead respond with the most furious resistance.

And then make its summoner the first victim of its anger.

With a body height of about 4 meters, the Balor Flame Demon flashed with a strong flame of aura. It looked at all the ruins and burned ashes in front of it and nodded with satisfaction, with a high temperature flame in its mouth, showing a cruel smile.

Then he raised the long sword of the storm that flashed with faint blue light in his hand, and the dark red wings suddenly opened.

bump!

The fragile roof of the underground chamber collapsed suddenly and turned into a rubble under the violent impact of the Balor Balrog's extraordinary speed.

Balor, flying in the air, looked down at the bustling villas and aristocratic manors in the upper city, with a tyrannical look in his eyes.

I saw that it opened its hideous mouth and shouted again: "Everything will be turned into ashes under the burning of flames!"

Then he waved the flame whip in his hand, and suddenly the dark red fireballs the size of the washbasin mixed with the scorching high temperature, smashed down relentlessly with a violent whistling sound.

Boom! Boom!

The fireball the size of the basin is like a powerful cannon howitzer, bursting with a strong roar!

The raging flames are like blood-red tides that continuously devour the gorgeous mansions in the upper city, burning all flammable things.

A cloud of cries and fear looms over Winterfell!

Immediately after that, the flame whip in the hands of the Balor Flame Demon waved again, and strong energy fluctuations immediately appeared in the air around him.

Supernatural Ability: Demon Summons!

Then, in midair, a Balor flaming demon appeared again in the air.

"Let the flames purify everything!"

The Baluo Flame Demon who had just been summoned roared loudly, and the eerie and terrifying roar spread throughout the entire Winter City.

The dark night was suddenly reflected by the fire and rain in the sky like day!

The fear from the abyss and the burning flames that fill the city, like the end!

The nobles who were screaming wildly in the **** arena saw two Balor flames from the abyss suddenly appearing in the sky.

Immediately, these gorgeously dressed nobles no longer maintained their previous nobility and elegance. Under the protection of numerous guards, they fled wildly along with the dark red fireballs that kept falling from the sky.

The **** arena at this time has finally become the bloodiest scene since its construction.

A dark red fireball the size of a washbasin exploded among the fleeing nobles, and the scorched black flesh and shattered limbs flew everywhere.

Under the continuous baptism of the fireballs cast by the two Balor Fire Demons, the bowl-shaped pit was like a purgatory on earth, with charred corpses and gunpowder smoke filled with the stench.

Thorne, who was hiding in the corner of the shadow, put out the flames ignited by the sparks on his clothes, relying on his flexible skills to constantly avoid the rain of fire that suddenly fell from the sky.

He raised his head and glanced at the two Balor demons that were constantly being destroyed by the sky and the magnificent wizard tower in the distance. With the help of the shadow of the night, his body turned into a hazy breath to find a safe place to avoid this sudden disaster. .