Chapter 2198: Fear of the Devil

Inside the gloomy prison, the blue figure with a firm expression was moving fast, and blood spilled all over his back.
The terrible monster was chasing after him, beside him, at this moment there was no companion.
Feeling the gradual loss of physical strength, York gritted his teeth and did not stop his steps. At this moment, he actually missed the spells he had used. With the cooperation of spells, getting rid of the immediate predicament is only a matter of a portal.
But soon, he was ashamed of his own thoughts, he had already given up everything that belonged to the mage, and did not want to have any involvement with the mage.
The chain exploded from behind him, but it slammed into the air, deeply embedded in the wall behind him, making a crisp sound, and the demon behind took advantage of this to draw him closer.
The terrible breath coming from behind made him clenched his teeth, and he couldn't get rid of the demon at all.
At this moment, he seemed to be aware of something, he slowed down, and there was a soft voice behind him.
The fire light emerged in front of him, and out of the fire light were several big demons with burly stature and a mage wearing a bright red robe.
"It's you? What do you want? I'm focusing on those creatures first!" The chain demon looked at the big demon blocking the way and said grimly, seeming to be sorry for the loss of those savage creatures.
"Your physique is very special. I am very interested in your blood. I will catch you and study everything in your body."
On the side, the mage in the bright red robe slowly stepped forward and said to the chain demon.
Upon hearing this, the chain demon let out a sneer: "Do you want to do this too? Then let me see if you have this ability!"
Following the words of the chain demon, the sharp hooks lined with barbs are gathering momentum beside him, and the cold light flashes on the hooks, like a poisonous snake that wants to choose people and eat. Looking at the target, and the Scarlet Mage also condensed mana, the aura in the prison became more and more dull, and it seemed that the next moment, there would be a fierce battle.
"Wait." Seeing that the conflict was about to happen, Aglan seemed to have thought of something, and he took the initiative to reach out and stopped the Scarlet Mage, and looked at the chain demon in the distance: "Master Maisijia learned about you. , Ask me to say hello to you."
Following Agran's narration, the chain demon's eyes were startled, and the movement in his hand stopped. If Agrand was not mistaken, at this moment, the chain demon's body began to tremble, as if recalling something that scared him.
"It turns out that she asked you to come... I just got out of trouble, she already knew? No, I don't want to be caught by her!"
Under the gaze of a crowd of demons or jealous or confused eyes, the chain demon let out a few tragic wailing. At this moment, the demon, who was tightly entangled by the chain, seemed to be trembling, bends down and uttered in his mouth. A few retching.
Even the Scarlet Mage felt extremely puzzled at this moment. He obviously hadn't done anything yet, and the chain demon seemed to be dysfunctional.
What all the members of the legion didn't expect was that after the chain demon recovered a little bit, he could no longer take care of everything in front of him, turning around and fleeing towards the passage behind him.
The Scarlet Mage let out a cold snort, and he wanted to go forward to chase the chain demon who fled hurriedly, but was called by Agrand: "You don't have to chase, have you forgotten the master's command? The most important thing now is to bring that hero with you. go back."
With Aglan's persuasion, the Scarlet Mage gradually calmed down, and completing the task was above all else. Compared with that, the chain demon seemed irrelevant, and if he retreated voluntarily, he could avoid a fight.
"Well, now it's your turn." As he said, the Scarlet Mage put his sight on the blue-skinned hero, "Let me see, what is the difference between you and those savage creatures, logically speaking, You can't survive my spells."
As he said, the Scarlet Mage raised his hand, and slowly said in his mouth: "Blood Thrauatma...Huh?"
The changes in front of him caused Scarlet Mage's complexion to slightly change, and York's body temperature was not affected much except for a few degrees drop.
"You have sufficient mana in your body, and you are a mage!" At this moment, the Scarlet Mage seemed to have discovered something, and there was an extremely obvious change in the eyes of the hero.
"I'm not a mage." Hearing what Jeref said, York's face sank, his tone was strong, but he knew in his heart that he was not an opponent of those members of the legion. Even the chain demon who chased all the way and made York unable to fight back was scared away by those people in front of him, not to mention York naturally.
At this moment, there seemed to be only one way left in front of York. Following the chanting of the Scarlet Mage, he felt that many parts of his body were not obedient, and the final fate might only be a dead end.
If he casts a spell, York can instantly go to a safe position and get rid of the enemy’s pursuit. Although I don’t know what will happen afterwards and whether those enemies will follow it, this is at least a feasible method, not Stay here and wait for death.
The instinct for survival drove York, making people want to cast spells and escape from the prison that trapped him. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of his experience in the academy.
In the past, York, in order to prove himself to the mage, whether it was the gate of time and space or other magic, he had studied hard, and his heroic specialty was the extremely terrifying chain lightning. His ability was The entire Bracada is considered one of the best.
"Do you want to use space spells to escape? I won't give you such a chance." The Scarlet Mage seemed to have discovered something, and said intently.
"I said, I'm not a mage at all!" York's expression tightened, and the vows in his heart drove him, even if he felt that the time of death was approaching, he would not use any magic.
"Do you want to deny the identity of the mage? Why do you want to do this? You should have the blood of elemental creatures in your body. That kind of blood is very special. This also allows you to stand in front of me instead of dying under the blood thaumatism. The reason for this.
The Scarlet Mage seemed to see something, he asked York while casting a spell in secret.
"The mage's identity is not worth remembering, my heart belongs to the barbarian." York shook his head, and said while recovering his state.
"You should be proud of your mage status, not abandon it." The Scarlet Mage took a deep look at him and continued.