Chapter 220 Ten-winged Demon Clan

Feeling that his companion had reached the critical point, Samair nod to the other three, and the four of them shot the round ball in their hands over the magic array at the same time.

In vain, an unparalleled and powerful pressure emanated, and a half-man-high, almost condensed into a real virtual shadow appeared over the magic array.

The people in the court only felt that the pressure from their heads made them crawl on the ground on the spot, and they did not have the idea to find out what was on their heads. Unexpectedly, there was such terrible pressure.

While feeling this pressure, Milsanto knew that he could never persist under this pressure. He made a decision and immediately recited the spell and activated the things in his hand. An almost invisible black fog escaped from his hand and wrapped his whole body in it. This seemingly thin black fog reduced the pressure by more than half. With its help, Milsant finally survived the first impact of the terrible pressure.

Mili St. is also full of interest in things that can emit such a strong pressure. He couldn't help but be curious and tried to look up, which surprised him.

What appeared in the air was the image of a demon clan as he thought. What really shocked him was that there were five pairs of wings behind the demon clan!

Ten-winged demons!

In the library of the Dark Holy See, Milsant once found a book about the situation of the demon clan. Of course, he knows that in the heyday of the demon clan, their strongest was just the peak of the six wings, and no one has been alive to break through to the eight wings. The only strong man with eight wings recorded in the book is the first patriarch of the demon clan. Known as the first wizard of the demon clan, he can't resist the crazy attack of the ancient monsters when facing the ancient Warcraft, even if a large number of clans help him. Watching the clan die tragically in front of him one by one, he finally chose to sacrifice himself and burn his life. Finally, he broke through the shackles of the six wings and reached the peak of the eight wings in one fell swoop. Finally, after beating the ancient Warcraft seriously and sealing itself, the first wizard of the demon clan also fell, and also became the object of worship of the demon clan.

The eight-winged demon clan is already so rare, not to mention the ten-winged demon clan, which is more than ten times stronger than it. In addition to shock, it is also shock. There are no other words to describe Milsant's mood at this time.

In fact, it's not just him, but the four elders of the demon clan are not in a much better mood than him.

Before the virtual shadow condensed by the dark elements appeared, they only felt that the dark elements gathered in this ceremony were more than usual and did not care. However, when they saw the virtual shadow of the ten wings appear, they were really shaken. In their minds, the eight-winged demon god is their goal. They have been at the peak of the six wings for thousands of years and have been thinking that this is the last step. However, the virtual shadow I saw today tells them a cruel reality, that is, above the eight-winged demon god, there is a height that is difficult for them to reach - ten wings!

Under the pressure from the virtual shadow, although the four demon elders were not as bad as the people in the court, they couldn't help but have the impulse to worship in their hearts, and their feet bent slightly.

In this situation in the magic array, even the people outside the magic array felt a pressure from the black magic mask, and the whole town felt this pressure, which was more than the pressure brought by the miracle caused by the cold moon. In a blink of an eye, the town was full of people. If Ling Hao hadn't seen the opportunity early and arranged the boundary in time to weaken part of the pressure, I'm afraid that only three or four people could still stand at this moment.

"How could this happen?" Ling Hao frowned and asked. This pressure gives him a sense of crisis. Since he came to another world, there has been no breath that can make him feel so uneasy. The reason why he is even more uncomfortable is that he actually has an extreme hatred for this kind of pressure. He could feel that he was not a hatred for this pressure, but a hatred for this degree of pressure.

Feeing all this, Ling Hao was shocked. He didn't know why he would have a strong sense of hatred for this level of pressure. This kind of pressure is definitely not even worse than the gods he knows. It must be more powerful than the gods. Is there such a powerful enemy in the previous life? If it is true, why is there no memory of this? Ling Hao was puzzled by this.

At this time of thinking nonsense, Ling Hao has reached the most critical moment in the magic array.

Since its appearance, the virtual shadow of the ten-winged demon clan has been mobilizing abundant dark elements to transform the physique of all the people present, even the elders of the demon clan.

In a short period of time, Milsant felt like a century had passed. He felt that the spiritual power in his body grew rapidly under the action of dark elements and expanded unlimitedly. With his original brain domain unable to withstand such a huge dark element, he only felt that his head was about to crack.

There was a broken glass sound in his mind, and Miri Santo felt as if his mind had been split by a sharp axe and was divided into two. This is also the case with the usual breakthrough of the realm, but at this time, Milsant is not happy at all. He has been tortured to death by unbearable pain. Generally, such pain is only a moment at most, and sometimes even faints, which is naturally tolerable.

But now, Milsant clearly feels the severe pain in his head, and it is not such a torture. He suffers more pain than once. In normal times, he would be happy for such an encounter, because a moment when the brain domain is forcibly expanded means that his level is upgraded, but at this time, he only has only one idea, which is to end this inhuman encounter quickly.

Compared with the suffering of Millesante, the other six people were relaxed and comfortable. They fell to the ground one by one and fainted. No matter how it tossed, they didn't feel it at all.

Milsant suffered such pain because of the magic heart necklace given to him before the cold moon. The protection inspired by the necklace ensures that he will not be in a coma when under strong pressure, so that his strength can be better improved. However, it was also for this, which made him suffer a lot. The pain is directly proportional to the harvest. While he endures the pain, his strength has also increased rapidly, from directly to the realm of Dharma. What benefits him more is that the protection of the magic heart necklace has absorbed a small part of the pressure and transferred it to Milsant, which is really a blessing in disguise.

Dozens of breaths passed quickly, and the shadow of the ten-winged demon clan that released a large number of dark elements has become extremely thin. It stops releasing dark elements out in vain, and there is a strong attraction in the virtual shadow, absorbing all the free dark elements in the sealed space.

After absorbing the dark elements, the virtual shadow continues to shrink until it is only one meter high. Compared with the original two meters, the virtual shadow shrinks by more than half.