Chapter 31: Raindrops Drizzling to Death

Fei Lin saw the demon sliding along the ground from afar, and his face changed drastically: "Bad, it's the high-level demon Turus Molten Fire. Lord, be careful."

"Lord Fei Lin, do you know this demon?" Aisike asked.

"Which strong person in this world would I not know? Uh, okay, I don't know those two siblings of the Luofen family. Humans grow too fast. They are not even twenty years old, and they are a low-level sword saint and a high-level swordsman. Truly geniuses," Fei Lin exclaimed.

Anna of the Luofen family, this time returning with Miss Lisha, had already met, but her brother Lu Se Luofen hadn't met. That was one of the few low-level sword saints in this world in recent years.

"Is this demon very powerful? Even the Lord can't beat him?" Aisike was surprised. If it were a few hours ago, Aisike wouldn't have this question, but after experiencing Ang's four hours of persistence, he now had a blind worship for Ang.

Fei Lin shook his head: "Can't count like that. If the Lord is the main body, then of course don't worry. But the Lord is now the Watcher. Do you know what the Watcher..."

Halfway through, Fei Lin suddenly realized he had leaked the secret and covered his mouth in horror.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Aisike cleverly said: "What, what, what does it mean?"

Since it had already leaked, Fei Lin had to cover his ears and steal the bell: "The meaning of what, what, is to watch, to look. The Lord can project onto any shell, but the strength is mainly determined by the projected shell. For example, the Lord is now projected on a grey-bone skeleton, so his strength is only at the level of a grey-bone skeleton. It's very difficult to deal with a high-level demon."

Aisike rubbed his hands and said: "Then we go up to help, and kill him together. Dare to burn our food."

Fei Lin rubbed his hands embarrassedly: "I... I can't beat him either. Have to wait for my children to come."

Many people felt that City Lord Fei Lin was the most powerful person in the underground city. However, Fei Lin had self-knowledge. He was not a talented person when he was a human, and learning magic was bumpy.

He could have today's strength purely because of the accumulation of over a thousand years. In terms of magic level, he couldn't even compare to his wife Miss Lisha.

Although this was the case, no one had ever dared to attack the underground city. Demon Valley didn't dare, and Cold Bingcheng didn't dare, although the population of Cold Bingcheng far exceeded the underground city, because Fei Lin could mobilize thousands of skeleton soldiers at any time, and even summon tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers when necessary. No force could defeat ten thousand skeleton soldiers in the underground city.

However, this time the pursuit was too fast, and his skeleton soldiers couldn't keep up. He could only assist from afar, never daring to approach. As a mage, being approached by a lava demon meant death.

"Ah? You can't beat him either? Then... we'll cheer for the Lord," Aisike immediately changed his mind.

Ang, who was chasing the demon angrily, also changed his mind. His original idea was to chase the guys who burned the farmland and cut the other party down like weeds, but after chasing up and looking, eh, it seemed, it seemed he couldn't cut him...

However, looking at the magma on the demon, Ang suddenly had an idea.

Turus also noticed the approach of Ang and others, turned around and hovered, his gaze swept over Ang, shocked, because he had never seen a skeleton with fire on its head. Moving to the angel skeleton, he was shocked again. It was actually a battle angel?

How many years had it been? Battle angels hadn't appeared in this world. Was the Church of Light going to invade this world again? Why was it mixed with skeletons?

Then, his gaze fell on the little zombie. Zombie? Ignore. Finally, he cast it on Fei Lin in the distance.

"Hahaha, City Lord Fei Lin, are you here to send me off?" Turus laughed loudly.

Fei Lin smiled embarrassedly and didn't answer, because the one in charge here wasn't him.

This kind of awkward expression fell into Turus's eyes, making him frown slightly. Just at this moment, a weak mana fluctuation occurred on the skeleton with fire on its head. Before he could react to what was going on, a wave of raindrops poured onto his body.

The scorching magma flowing on his body was steamed with a burst of white smoke.

Turus was completely stunned. What did it mean? Raindrops? Not even a water ball, actually using raindrops to drizzle him? Was this an insult?

Before Turus could figure it out, another wave of raindrops poured onto his body, steaming up another burst of white smoke.

"Ah ah! Go to hell!" Turus grabbed a cluster of flames and threw it over hard.

Although it was the lowest-level Fireball, when Tulus threw it casually like this, the power of the Fireball reached at least the third rank; he truly lived up to being a fire-type Lava Demon.

However, Ang looked at the fire ball thrown over, shrank his head, and didn't dodge.

The fire ball hit his body and exploded into a cluster of flames, completely swallowing him.

The little zombie howled 'Awoo' anxiously, hurriedly pounced over, wanting to save Ang, but before rushing out two steps, it heard Ang's soul fluctuation from the fire group: "Awoo!"

Following this roar, Ang rushed out intact, mana rhythm on his body, and another wave of raindrops poured onto Turus's body.

Skeletons were immune to natural magic, but tough-skinned zombies were not. While the little zombie was thick-skinned and fleshy, its skin and flesh were afraid of fire and water. Rushing into the flames, let alone saving Ang, it would burn itself instead.

Unless it reached the copper-skin and iron-skin level, the zombie's fire resistance would be greatly improved.

"Oh, I forgot, skeletons are fire immune. Then, eat my lava flame explosion!" Turus raised his hand, paused in front of him for a while, and a lava fire ball the size of a human head quickly formed.

The lava fire ball was obviously much more laborious to cast than the level-three fire ball. During this period, another wave of raindrops poured onto his body, and white smoke steamed up.

The damage was not high, but the insult was extremely strong. What did it mean? Not even willing to release a water ball, just wanting to drizzle him to death with raindrops? ===== CHAPTER 32 =====