Vol 2 Chapter 1614: Sebastian

Chapter 1614 Sebastian
Even the judges of the judging panel have whispered their whispers, and at the same time they put their eyes on the judge-level judgement in the town, hoping that they can give a conclusion.
The wizard-level judge Shen Shen shook his head for a moment, everyone understood, Trom has not lost, the game is still going on.
But what happened inside?
In the collapse of the darkness -
Asaz looked up and looked across. Just the kind of intensity that broke out, Trom should be affected even if it is not seriously injured.
But when Asaz looked at the past, he found that there was no damage to Trom. He didn't know when he was wrapped in a shiny white velvet deer skin.
This buckskin unloads all the power of the demon fire.
When the devil's fire burned out, the buckskin was unscathed.
Seeing this scene, Asaz’s eyes flashed a surprise: What is going on?
"I said, even if it is only one thousandth of my strength, it is impossible to be removed so easily... It turns out that." A deep and quiet voice was introduced into the ears of Asaz.
It is the demon who hides in the void, Sebastian.
"What is that?" Asked Asaz.
"A fur of an ancient illusionist who lives in the abyss," Sebastian said.
Since it is growing in the abyss and can survive from ancient times to the present, it shows one thing, they naturally have the power to resist the various risks of the abyss. The most common terrorist power in the abyss is the power of the devil.
Therefore, this buckskin can resist the power of the devil.
"With this deerskin, it is very difficult to do." Asazzi frowned. "The fire of the devil is ineffective against him. He is attached to the flesh with the power of demons, and his strength is not comparable to him."
Can this game only admit defeat? He is not willing. As long as you get the biggest winner of the new star race, you can make a request to the top of Sky Machinery City. At that time, you can... Asaz does not want to continue thinking about it, because Sebastian can see his thoughts.
"Dear Milollis, do you have any misunderstandings? Have I said that my demon fire is ineffective against him?" Sebastian's voice was introduced into Assaz.
The message conveyed in the voice made Asaz seem to see a demon wearing a black blouse, and a mocking smile in the depths of the darkness.
Asaz had lost his illusion in his mind: "What do you mean, is the fire of the demon effective?"
"Of course, the power of the devil I lend to you is less than one thousandth of the usual concentration. You can now withstand one percent of my concentration, and even if there is the skin of the ancient Eudemons, you can't resist it. This concentration of devils burns."
In the eyes of Asaz, there is a flash of joy: "Please give me strength."
Sebastian: "Of course I can give you strength, but my lovely Milollis, have you forgotten something?"
Asaz: "When the game is over, I will make a gourmet tribute for the first time."
"You didn't forget it, but..." Sebastian's laughter was a bit cruel: "This time, I want to make a living, just like the little magic deer opposite you. I am very Want to try, what is the taste of human beings who blend the blood of the ancient Eudemons?"
At the end of the voice, I could hear a wet voice, apparently Sebastian was licking her lips with her tongue.
Asaz’s face immediately gloomy: "Impossible!"
"Don't you refuse to do so early, don't you really want to win the championship? After you get the championship, can you not fulfill your wish?" After a strange laugh, Sebastian's voice suddenly lowered: " At that time, can you let the human wizards restrict me? Isn't this your wish?"
Asa’s expression was a bit ugly.
"What? Is it strange? Why do I know your wish? You have been afraid to think about it. I am very curious about what you want to do after winning. So when you fall asleep, I quietly explored it. Sebastian smiled very openly. It seemed that he did not care about Artaz’s desire to restrict him.
"If you win him, you can take a crucial step toward your wish. Don't you expect it?"
"You just need to make him into a food...you are one step closer to restricting me. Don't you be tempted? And only once, I only taste the food made by the living."
Asaz coldly said: "Do you think I will believe the devil?"
Sebastian: "Why don't you believe? I exchanged my last name with you... The name of Miloris, which I have used for thousands of years, is now handed over to you. Who will lie to you, But I won't lie to you."
Asaz sneered, and Sebastian could clearly feel that Asaz’s heart was not loose.
"Your cheap tutor Tubal, at the beginning, refused to do so with righteous words, but later I also invested in my arms." Sebastian: "Since you are willing to inherit the contract with me from your mentor, Why not look at your tutor?"
"The mentor will only flee to the South because he has invested in you, and he will not be here."
"Kutbar has not regretted his death." Sebastian: "If you gain his inheritance, you should inherit all his will."
"I will not inherit his will, and will never give you a living as a food tribute." Asaz: "I would rather admit defeat."
"If you lose, you can't restrain me."
Asaz: "It doesn't matter, because you can't get rid of me too. Sebastian... Basil."
Basil, who used to be the surname of Asaz, but now is exchanging with Sebastian. Therefore, when Assaz read Basil, his mood was extremely complicated.
Sebastian did not care about Asaz’s attitude, but kept laughing and laughing, and the laughter echoed in Asaz’s mind.
Asaz opened his eyes and ignored Sebastian, but looked at Trom opposite.
Although the demon's demon played him, he did not borrow the power of the demon, but he still had some residual demon power. Asaz intends to fight again... Trom does not seem to be traumatized, but maybe he consumes a lot of body and can let him have a chance to take it?
Thinking about this, Asaz began to have an action.
Before he talked with Sebastian on the level of thinking, it seems to be a long time, but in reality it is only a second or two. Trom was blown up by the black and red ball. Although there was buckskin block, but the thoughts had not returned to God, Asaz had obtained the opportunity.
A black and red ball floated in front of Trom.
Trom saw this black and red ball and finally recovered, and his eyes flashed in fear. Subconsciously pick up the fur in your hand and want to avoid being attacked by the demon fire again.
However, when the black and red ball burst open, Trom did not feel the impact, but instead smelled a familiar pungent smell.
"Smelly bomb?!"
Assaz’s use this time is still a stink bomb, a kind of gastronomy that was rarely seen in the early days. However, in order not to let the stink bombs be broken at the beginning, Asaz mixed a black and red spice, making Trom think it was the power of the previous demons.
Sure enough, Asaz was in a hurry and there was no doubt at all. Not only did he not attack the stink bomb, but he immediately took out the buckskin cover.
The deer skin is highly resistant to energy, but the smell of transmission cannot be resisted.
Trom screamed in his heart, and in the spread of the stink bomb, he only felt dizzy in front of his eyes.
Once you don't use defensive techniques, you can completely withstand the effects of odor bombs, which can completely lose all sensory experience and can't control itself.
Trom is now out of control.
At this time, if the opponent releases the black and red ball again, he will definitely be finished.
Trom’s heart was waiting for the end of failure.
But when he opened his eyes from the whirlpool of scent bombs, he found that he was not hurt too much, but the frost that had previously sealed the chest injury was opened, some faint pain, other places, but There is no harm at all.
Instead, Asaz, his hands are covered with frost and cold, even if the residual demon power can not be expelled.
Apparently, Asaz had attacked Trom's chest when he was out of control, and Trom was not injured. He himself was countered by the chilly breath.
Without the power of the demon of the subsequent supply, Asaz was completely unable to break through the layer of frost on Trom.
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"It seems that my stupid disciple has to win, it is really boring, how good it is." A sharp voice came from the mouth of the snow crow.
Grecia glanced at Quinnie. She was not joking at all. She was really eager, hopeful and even hopeless to lose Trom.
Grecia couldn't help but look at Trom on the ring and mourn for him to be a mentor.
"However, it doesn't matter if you win. I am very happy to think that his three-year contract can't be reached." What Quinney seemed to think of, returned to happiness from the loss.
"What is the contract of three years?" Although Grecia knew that it was definitely the agreement of Pem Trom, she could not help but explore.
Quinn turned her head and looked at Angel, who was thinking to one side: "In fact, Trom worships Anger very much."
Angel returned to see Quinnie.
"Worship to want to defeat you." Quinnie: "I certainly support him, so I set a three-year contract with him. If he beats you within three years, I will fight for him to enter the month." The opportunity of the chapter. If he does not complete this goal within three years, he will accept a small punishment.

Although Quinn did not say what the specific punishment is, but when she thought of Quincy's materiality, she knew that it was definitely not a "small" punishment.
"He promised?" Grecia did not believe: "He wants to defeat Angel in three years, provided that he is promoted to the official wizard. I don't see any signs of promotion, how could he promise?"
Even if the resolution is really promoted, it will definitely take a long preparation period. Even if it is very good luck and successfully promoted, it will have a stable period. It is basically impossible to defeat Angel in three years.
This impossible agreement, Trom will be stupid enough to promise?
"He promised." Quinnie's words made Grecia suspect that she had misunderstood, and even the challenged object, Angel, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
"However, I didn't tell him at the time that Angel had already entered the official wizard. You know, the information transmission in the abyss is very slow."
Grecia: "..." Sure enough.
Among the people she knows, only Quinny, who digs her own disciples, is so blatant.
"Since the outcome of today's game has been fixed, I will leave. I don't want to see Trom win after winning." The Raven flies to the sky, turns around and looks at Angel: "Ange I am looking forward to meeting you next time."
"Don't forget, Frostmoon's rewards - Frost and the Moon's Chapter, open the door for you at any time. I am waiting for you in the Frostmoon Alliance."
After all, the snow crow hovered and flew away from the ring.
(End of this chapter)