Vol 2 Chapter 885: The last interceptor

"Rumble rumbling..."
Daroxis avoided the entangled vines, looked a little surprised at the various plants that crazily flooded from the windows, vents, and gates, and said to the extremely ugly Bettalo with a little surprise: "You guys black smoke "The Tower' has become a natural druid now? It's really a love of nature to grow so many plants in the headquarters."
This kind of weird situation, the fool knew that it must have something to do with Al, but Darothis was shut down by the'Tower of Black Smoke' for a thousand years, and the anger and resentment in his heart could not be dissipated even if it was poured into the endless sea of ​​thunder , As long as there is any opportunity to counterattack the'Black Smoke Tower', whether it is a direct attack or a mouth-cannon attack, Darothis will not let go.
Listening to Darothis's words, Betero's face was extremely ugly. His eyes turned into a silvery white color, and he shot two silver electric lights directly towards Darothis's eyes.
But before the two silver-white lights approached, Darothis’s eyes shot out two red lights first, colliding with the two silver-white lights, and annihilated the invisible at the same time.
"I gave you the'Black Smoke Tower' in that alien space to maintain stability with the thousand-year alien space. Now my strength is only about one-tenth of that of the heyday. It's not bad for you to stand with me for so long. If you are given sufficient resources and time, perhaps you can really be promoted to the realm of legend and reproduce the glory of the'Black Smoke Tower'.
But now that I met, then you have no possibility of becoming a legend, and your history of the "Black Smoke Tower" will also end today! "
As the words fell, Darothis' eyes completely turned into a fiery red color, and the black tuxedo on his body was directly shattered, and a red flame burned from Darothis' body, Darothis' body. It became bigger and bigger in the flames. He pierced the ceiling, smashed the ground, and smashed the wall. Under the cracking gaze of Betero's eyes, Darothis was restored to the original height of seventeen or eighteen meters. Bat-winged demon form.
"Wow!"
The power of the legendary realm is raging arbitrarily, and the flames mixed with the smell of sulfur spread from Darothis, directly exploding the outer wall closest to Darothis, making this tall building with thousands of years of history. For the first time, a huge hole was opened from the inside of the tower.
Watching the damage caused by Darothis, Betteiro roared angrily, and immediately opened the defense of the tower itself. However, most of the defense mechanism of the tower is facing the enemy outside the tower, and the inside For a legendary demon's defense mechanism, there is not much effect at all, even if the strength of this legendary demon is greatly weakened!
"Hahaha, when your'Black Smoke Tower' conspired to enslave me, you should have thought of this day!"
Roaring madly, Darothis raged at his own power at will, launching various attacks on the tower of the "Black Smoke Tower".
Looking at the tower that was severely damaged under the attack of Darothis, Betello gritted his teeth severely, and finally gave up on hunting Al and others, and ordered all the wizards in the'Black Smoke Tower' to be summoned. Darothis launches an attack!
At this time, Darothis had been paying attention to Betaro's actions secretly. When he saw that Betaro ordered all the wizards to come and besiege him, a trace of wisdom and cunning flashed across his face full of madness. Lust, the devil is a demon after all, cunning and evil.
From the very beginning, Darothis deliberately appeared to be dazzled by anger, forcing Bettalo to transfer all the wizards of the "Black Smoke Tower" to besiege him, and he can complete himself and Al by this. When the wizards of the'Black Smoke Tower' really rushed over, it was when Darothis turned and fled!
"Om!"
The blood deed on Al's hand lit up, his eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted in a low voice: "The time has come!"
As the voice fell, Al's hand-signs changed instantly, and then pressed against the ceiling above his head out of thin air. Suddenly the ceiling above everyone's head vibrated, and the cracks spread in the ceiling, and then the thick vines broke open. The ceiling rushed towards Al and others.
The hands were emptied, and the vines immediately entangled with each other, gradually turning into a ladder woven by layers of vines, reaching out to everyone.
Looking at the vine staircase, Al said to Mei Shilan and Meili Ailu behind him: "Follow me, this vine staircase leads directly to the exit of this high tower. As long as we get out of this high tower, we are safe. Teacher Lantrio and others are ready outside!"
After the words were finished, Al rushed up the vine stairs first, and Mei Shilan and Meili Ailu and others didn't talk nonsense, and followed Al rushed up the stairs and ran towards the entrance of the tower.
I have to say that Darothis’s attraction is really strong. Most wizards above Level 3 have been transferred by Bettalo, and only a few have not left because they guarded key facilities. These people obviously can't pose a threat to Al and them.
"Da da da……"
A group of six people walked along the passage formed by the vines to the gate of the tower, but just when everyone was about to step out of the tower, two figures suddenly appeared in front of them.
His complexion changed slightly, and Al immediately stopped, while Mei Shilan reached out to stop Meili Elu and the others behind him.
Al looked at the two figures ~EbookFREE.me~ with a smile on their faces, and said, "Pro, you never told me that you and Teramo are in a relationship."
In the feelings of the wizard, when race and blood are not a problem, gender is naturally not a big problem. It’s just that Al has never encountered it before, so he didn’t think about it. So for Teramo and Pro The relationship between them, he has some hindsight.
Plow looked at Al, his face was very complicated, and he sighed slightly. He said to Al, "What should I call you? Tom Riddle? Voldemort? Or something else?"
He sighed softly. In the past three months, Al and Plow can actually be regarded as friends. The two of them can talk very well, but sometimes they are really fooling around, and their positions are different. After all, I can't be friends without problems.
"Al, Al Grant, this is my real name."
"Al? Okay, I remember."
When the voice fell, Prolo didn't speak anymore. At this time, Teramo stepped forward. He looked at Al and said, "Al Grant, are you ready to die?"