However, to escape the harsh requirements, there will naturally be corresponding restrictions, first of all, the requirements for knowledge mastery are higher than those who specialize in spell magicians, and secondly, the success rate of making magic scrolls is not high, with Raphael's current success rate, it is already very good to be able to succeed once in five!

That's why the Fa is always rich, and the Fa is always poor!

The speed at which they make money is desperate, and the speed at which they spend money is just as insane! You may think that sweeping merchandise on a floor is scary, but for them, sweeping merchandise across a department store is a normal thing!

This is still the fact that Raphael has the royal family to buy for him, otherwise, the gold sol earned for himself with his two territories of Yuki Collar and Qiushan Collar is simply not enough to spend! It can only be said that money is too unspent.

This spatial transfer scroll transferred the attack launched by Bane on the plane commander, only to see the space in front of the plane commander distorted, those broken stones were swallowed one after another, and the Nether Cold Crocodile behind seemed to sense the crisis and wanted to retreat, but the distorted space began to turn black, and the spatial crack was torn apart, the Nether Cold Crocodile let out a roar and struggled to retreat, but the spatial crack tore towards it under Raphael's operation, first its mouth, then its head, body, limbs, Tail, swallowed straight into it!

This spatial crack has unabated momentum, rushing towards Bane, Bane is also afraid to avoid this thing, and his body retreats, but the time that this spatial crack lasts is only three seconds and is suppressed by the power of the Io Continent, this small range of spatial cracks is easily repaired by the autonomous power of the plane, not to mention that the current Io Continent is in the prime of life, and the mobilization of the power of the entire plane is still unusually fast!

Breathing a sigh of relief, Bane's figure stopped, and glanced at the power of tyranny in his hand, at this moment it already had a dying feeling, the Netherworld Crocodile just now was the leader of his own hunting, and if he lost this trace of soul, the authority of the tyranny of the body would be weakened a little because of this, and the real loss was serious!

The use of this magic scroll is also a great burden for Raphael, and high-level magic scrolls can be used more than just relying on ordinary stimulation! This requires the cooperation of the magician, and the high-level magic scroll plays a role in reducing the burden, for example, if a sixth-order magic is assisted by a magic scroll, the magic power that may be consumed is only the amount of magic used to use fourth-order magic!

This is also the reason why many of the mage figures you see will hold a scroll or a magic book on their waist, and their function is to reduce the pressure of the mage casting spells! Because they're more than just a record of magic! Staff amplification, spellbook reduction, even the most advanced mages wear these items, but they are usually not easily noticed!

The plane commander escaped, but before he could breathe more, Bane came again, and in this unhindered environment, Bane's speed was so fast that he left behind phantoms, and the air also let out a wail as he moved! This plane commander just raised his broadsword to resist, but Bane's attack had already fallen on him, this plane commander didn't have much strength left, he was already at the end of the crossbow, it was already very rare to be able to hold out for such a long time, and he really couldn't ask for more!

Bane's power of tyranny passed through his heart, and the blood on it was soaked in the power of tyranny, but before it was shed, it was completely absorbed into it, Bane looked at Raphael with a cruel smile, Raphael's face was a little pale at the moment, it was because of the sequelae of using space transfer just now, but Raphael was not frightened by this, a pair of eyes stared at Bane, even if he died, he would not fall into the name of the royal family!

"Mole ant, you are very good, if you are given time to develop, I think you will be able to become a powerful magician. But alas, you're going to die at the hands of my Bane first! Bane's voice was flat, an extreme contrast to the expression on his face!

The power of tyranny in his hand waved towards Raphael, Raphael urged the energy in his body to the extreme, and the fire shroud was unleashed by him, but how could Bane's power be blocked by a small fifth-order magic? Easily cutting through the seemingly ridiculous layer of protection of the fire cover, lightness, flying, Raphael's body exploded, but Bane's speed was not slow.

"Phew!" A thin sword was thrown from afar, hitting Bane's tyrannical power, the lightning on it surged, Bane glanced at the attacker, regardless of continuing to rush towards Raphael, Bane's speed was too fast, the magic in Raphael's body passed quickly, and the speed began to decrease, Bane found that Raphael's speed was slow, and the speed under his feet was suddenly raised.

As if he didn't want Raphael to die so quickly, the tyrannical power in his hands turned into a fist again, "Bang! It was the sound of a fist against flesh, a crisp sound of bones, a muffled grunt, and a figure flashed out from one side, facing Bane's tyrannical power, and this man was none other than Ijeft Abraham!

She got in front of Raphael and blocked Bane's blow! She crashed into Raphael's body with the momentum, but she changed the angle in the air so that Raphael would not be seriously injured!

"Big sister!" The Plane Commanders spoke out one after another, and Iyeft Abraham had a high reputation among the Plane Commanders, because she was serious but kind, stern but kind, and she was always the leader in front of everyone! Now seeing Iyeft Abraham being struck by Bane, the energy in everyone's bodies is surging, a good leader, her subordinates will burst out for her beyond their own ability!

"Hmph~" Bane snorted coldly, and chased Raphael with all his strength under his feet, but those plane commanders had already successfully escaped the attack of the Nether Cold Crocodile and came towards Bane one after another.

"Your Highness, I can't do it!" A mouthful of blood spat out of her already delicate mouth, making her lips even more red.

"No, you're not going to die! I've got to find a way to save you! Raphael looked at the woman who had blocked the fatal blow for himself, and his heart was completely touched. He never imagined that one day he would have a woman willing to block a knife for him! Whatever the purpose, his heart was fluttering at the moment!