??Chapter 266: Chapter 241 Legendary Exclusive: Shepherd Demons_3
Chapter 266: Chapter 241 Legendary Exclusive: Shepherd Demons_3
If it had been any other class of demon that ca, there might have been a struggle for a mont.
But this Fla Demon, it’s practically a giveaway!
As the wave of magma spewing ca to an end.
Tuck also waved his hand to dismiss the Fla Holy Shield.
“Human Wizard! I admit you’re very strong…”
After two waves of fla spewing, Hettara stared at Tuck, shaking his head and began to speak in a low voice.
But his deep explanation was ruthlessly interrupted by Tuck.
“In fact, my strength doesn’t need your acknowledgnt.”
“And…”
Tuck paused, took a deep breath, and continued.
“Aren’t you just posturing here while absorbing the power of fire to recover your strength?”
Tuck’s words made Hettara falter slightly.
It was indeed absorbing the power of fire to restore its forces.
As a form of the Devil’s Soul, it couldn’t even exert a third of its strength now.
While Hettara was still in a state of shocked suspicion inspecting Tuck.
Tuck slowly said.
“You… might as well stop sucking.”
“Your fire tricks are basically worthless in front of .”
“No matter how you recover your strength, it’s pointless.”
“It’s just a waste of ti.”
“Now you have two choices, first, surrender yourself, and obediently crawl into the Ring Staff to beco its Shepherd Spirit.”
“The second is to be beaten up by
and then obediently crawl into the Ring Staff, to beco its Shepherd Spirit.”
Staring at Tuck.
Hettara roared lowly.
“I have a third…”
As soon as Hettara began to speak.
“Bang!” with a muffled sound.
A bullet from the Fate revolver struck hard at the depths of the Devil’s Soul.
This shot made Hettara’s entire fiery body shake, and it let out a pitiful wail.
“You don’t have a third choice!”
Tuck said coldly.
A shot from the Fate revolver, that’s a forbidden damage, aiming right at the deepest parts of the soul, the life.
Before Hettara could recover.
Tuck’s Spiritual Hand, like a mountain, ca crashing down from above.
“Boom…”
With the violent shaking of the altar.
The just-congealed outline of the fiery body was crushed to pieces by Tuck’s Spiritual Hand.
Hettara’s Devil’s Soul, the size of a fist, fled from the altar at a breakneck speed.
If its speed had been any slower, Tuck would have caught it on the spot.
Watching the Devil’s Soul flee at an extrely fast pace.
Tuck let out a light laugh.
“The mont you ca out, I could have killed you.”
“I gave you a chance to show off, but unfortunately, you’re useless.”
As the words fell, Tuck lifted his Fate revolver.
It was ti for Tuck’s favorite shooting phase.
Aim!
As Tuck aid at the Devil’s Soul.
The pulse and trajectory of the world were clearly displayed, intersecting with the Devil’s Soul.
“Bang!”
An attack poured directly into the depths of the Devil’s Soul.
The shot made the Devil’s Soul howl miserably once again.
Tuck’s steps shifted, like a ghostly shadow he swiftly traversed.
While chasing the Devil’s Soul, he began firing rapidly.
To be fair,
as a Transcendent being by birth, with a soul that is the essence of that Transcendent state, the Devil’s Soul.
It was quite resilient.
Tuck fired at it continuously for more than a dozen shots, yet the Devil’s Soul sohow still had the power to flee.
And with every shot Tuck took,
he felt he had almost gained more than two hours of life.
Those dozen or so shots directly conjured an extra day of life out of thin air.
“Hmm… Demons, Dragons, Behemoths, or even Dark Angels, this type of creatures with vast silhouettes, abundant life, and souls that can resist. They are naturally perfect as life-replenishnt packs!”
“A dozen or so shots a day, healthy and long-lived.”
Bang! Bang! Bang…
After a few more shots,
“I surrender, I admit defeat!”
The Devil’s Soul wailed, begging for surrender.
“What did you say… I can’t hear you.”
Bang! Bang!
Tuck took the opportunity to sneak in two more shots.
That Devil’s Soul, seeing it might get shot to death if it continued to linger outside,
imdiately dove into the forge without looking back.
It’s much safer inside the Demon Ring Staff than outside.
With the Devil’s Soul surrendering on its own volition, diving into the Demon Ring Staff,
the forging contract ca to a close.
The Centaur Fire Forging Spirit looked over Tuck for several breaths and then with a wave of its hand,
took out the half-forged Demon Ring Staff from the altar’s furnace once more.
The forging resud.
Previously, the Centaur Fla Forging Heroic Spirit had felt the strong power of Rune Mystery contained within this Third-Rank Human Steam Wizard.
It was when that Devil’s Soul begged for rcy,
that he initiated this moderately sized ritual bet.
Earlier, he thought this Third-Rank Human Steam Wizard was a bit too arrogantly self-assured in his speech.
Now it seed, this Third-Rank Human Wizard had been sowhat conservative, after all.
He could have spoken even more boldly.
The opponent hadn’t even overly utilized those powerful Rune Mysteries,
just relying on his control of fire, powerful Origin Energy operation, a branch of Soul Witchcraft, and incredible marksmanship,
he had the Devil’s Soul running for cover.
Even though that Devil’s Soul was not in peak condition,
was this Human Wizard not the sa?
Just as the Human Wizard had said, his fla bloom immunity attribute perfectly countered the Fla Demon.
“A Five Rings Status Ring Staff supports the power of Rune Mystery that equates to a Fifteen Rings Status.”
“And this, this is just a single system.”
“Light, Shadow, Souls, Wind system, Fire System.”
“All five series are Five Rings Status.”
“The Spiritual Nation of the Three-Eyed God has seen the rise of such a formidable Transcendent Genius?”
In the midst of these thoughts, the forging efficiency of the Centaur Fire Forging Spirit steadily progressed,
forging into it the exclusive ability of the Legendary Demon Ring Staff that he had promised the Human Wizard—[Shepherd Demons]—anwhile,
he also further reinforced the potential and strength of the Legendary Demon Ring Staff itself.
This Human Wizard with astonishing Talent deserved such an effort.
At the sa ti,
outside the High Tower,
the muffled roar of forging, along with the spectacle of Holy Spirit forging appearing above the High Tower,
had already attracted the attention and covetousness of quite a few Transcendents.
But under the protection of Bervis Twain and Earl Oslyn,
those Transcendents did not act rashly.
Perhaps they were waiting for the final opportunity,
waiting for the prey to fully ripen, which would be the perfect ti for them to reap!
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