Chapter 111: The Privileges of the Strong
Together, everyone surrounded Maxwell in the center of the ring of fire.
Yao didn't hesitate to dragon directly!
In hand-to-hand combat, she definitely doesn't lose much in strength to Sixteen Nights.
Together, Sandora and Vera don't reach four figures, but it's not hard to compete with.
A five-digit pinnacle of the Great Demon, plus a girl with a fire dragon Lingge.
Join forces to unleash a wave of flames towards Maxwell.
Sixteen Nights and Yao had already rushed forward.
"Don't underestimate others, I'm also a four-digit demon king!"
The scene changed suddenly.
Maxwell's demon was proposed in 1871 by James Maxwell, a physicist in the Eagle Nation.
Its essence is an imaginary "demon" in physics.
Since it is hypothetical, it is naturally unproven and unsubstantial.
Maxwell's silver trench coat shattered, and his whole person turned into a hot and cold energy body, and his biggest weakness may be when he is in human form.
Blue and red gas spirals into the sky.
This is the true spiral ascension.
Like a drill breaking through the flames, Vera saw this and hurriedly shouted at Sixteen Nights: "Stop him!" β
"Needless to say, I know that." Sixteen Nights leaped up and rushed towards the spiraling column of dichromatic gas.
He is the strongest combat force below Lin Yi in the nameless middle.
With just one punch, the gas column exploded from the middle.
However, in the first half, he still broke out of the encirclement of the flames, and Vera directly withdrew his strength when he saw this, "No need to continue to surround him, he has already escaped." β
Sandora slapped her hands, and the flames dissipated.
The continuous rain in the past few days has kept the sky surrounded by heavy clouds.
Under the clouds, Maxwell reappeared, unscathed, and his face as ugly as if he had drunk a cup of super bitter Chinese medicine at one time.
"Lin Yi, aren't you afraid of the revenge of the Demon King Alliance by doing this?"
Lin Yi, who was sitting in the stands watching the play, propped up his face on a chair with one hand, supporting his face and looking indifferent.
"Can you represent the Demon King Alliance?"
Maxwell's pupils shrank, and he quickly appeared a hundred meters away.
He just had a mysterious sixth sense that if he stayed where he was, he would die.
"Although I can't represent the Demon King Alliance, you must know that our leader is on the same level as you!"
A level? Is it close to a single digit?
Coupled with the domain, Lin Yi's all-out attack requires at least three or two digits (full power domain) to be able to stop it.
But if he dies, too many strong people come at once, and he can only run away in disgrace.
Fighting the Demon King is not on the list of deaths.
"Don't use this kind of low-level means, if you can defeat that yellow-haired boy, I'll let you go for once."
As he spoke, Lin Yi raised his hand boredly and slapped him.
Maxwell finally saw a glimmer of hope, and he set his sights on Sixteen Nights, considering the probability of defeating the other party.
Sixteen Nights said to Yao and Vera and the others: "Don't make a move. β
Sandora was a little uneasy, "What if he makes a move on the people of the Flame Capital?" β
"I'm sure you won't fool a little four-figure demon king."
Maxwell dodged to the ground, "I'm not going to make a move on anyone else, but I don't want you to meddle in this either." β
As he spoke, he looked at Vera affectionately, "Vera, can't you see what I mean for you?" β
Maxwell's longing gaze was dodged by Vera.
Sandora's worry let go, "Okay, let's step back." β
This guy doesn't look like a good guy at first glance, and Sandora takes the initiative to take Vera's hand and flies to the high platform, away from Maxwell.
The crowd of onlookers had already run away, and the second floor was enough for two people to have a big fight.
"Yao, you can go too."
Yao shook his head, "I almost died just now. Her eyes were gloomy and palpitating.
Sixteen Nights spread his hands, "You also saw it, I told her." β
"I don't mind, come on."
Maxwell generously let the opponent take the lead, his offensive ability is not strong, and it can even be said that it is relatively weak.
But the ability to save life is extremely strong!
Even if he can't beat the other party, he is confident that he will kill the two opposites.
Yao was not polite at all, and a sonic boom sounded from under his feet, and the effect of almost teleportation was simply exploded with his flesh.
Sixteen nights were stunned for a while, and the speed of a single round, the other party had already surpassed him.
Cold frost hit the ground, and Maxwell used a space jump to dodge the blow, freezing the entire battlefield.
The pale cold air suddenly pulled the temperature to tens of degrees below zero.
With one hand, Yao slammed thousands of wind blades around him, enveloping Maxwell and slicing them at him quickly.
"That's not going to work!"
Maxwell didn't care about looking at those wind blades, he wouldn't die even if he was beaten to powder.
Just let it penetrate his body, the body that was cut open, and close it in the next second, no matter how many attacks he has, it will be in vain.
Yao seems to be venting his inner dissatisfaction, completely ignoring the feelings of Sixteen Nights, and constantly generating wind blades.
A look of purity flashed through her eyes.
In the wind blade in the sky, a black crescent-shaped wind blade quietly appeared.
This is probably her strongest attack at this stage.
The heart was shuttled by the wind of nothingness, Maxwell was stunned, and then slowly raised his head.
"Girl, don't be too naΓ―ve!"
"Hush."
Yao snorted lightly, his little face was pale from the cold, and the temperature around him had plummeted to more than 100 degrees below zero.
The wind blade quickly fused, "Sixteen nights, I'll help you contain it." β
A chain of wind, quickly reaching for Maxwell.
"Okay."
Sixteen Nights didn't bother with Yao about those little things, and he stepped on the frozen hard ground with one foot, and his speed was not particularly fast.
Maxwell disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already near Yao, exhaling a breath of cold air with crystal clear ice powder.
"Deep Dragonization!"
The blood in his body began to gradually turn pale gold, the dragon's wings spread, and a tall tornado appeared around Yao.
Unfortunately, the ground was completely frozen, and there was no rubble or ice chips in the tornado.
Maxwell had already dodged into the distance.
Yao has the ability to approach Maxwell, but she can't damage him. Sixteen Nights has the ability to deal damage, but his attacks can't hit.
For a time the battle was at a stalemate.
"It's not good." Jiao Liu's combat experience told him that if he couldn't solve the other party as soon as possible, he would be dying a slow death.
"It's okay, there are still a lot of hole cards hidden in Sixteen Nights, and Yao is not easy to mess with." Lin Yi said heartlessly.
Lin Yi seems to be a good man, but at a critical time, he is more reliable than anyone else.
Vera squeezed Sandora's hand slowly, and she said seriously, "I believe in you." β
Sandora was more concerned about the contract documents, "What about the Gift Race?" β
"If they win on Sixteen Nights, then there is no need to say more. If they lose on Sixteen Nights, then I'll strip Maxwell of his Ringhead. β
Lin Yi's words were very casual, but they were also very cruel.
The fate of the new four-figure demon king was almost pronounced.
This is the privilege of the strong, Hakoiwa, after all, it is still a world where the strong are supreme.