Dikao, who was in the sky, suddenly felt that his magic seemed to be increasing little by little, very slowly and rarely, but he could feel it clearly.

“What’s the situation?”

Dikao looked at Rustman, who was blocked by the sun flames in front of him, and was already stopped by Selena who was catching up.

While the two dodged and collided with each other, Dikao also contacted Enjeli: "My magic is gradually replying. Are you helping me?"

"Although I don't know what's going on, it shouldn't be me. I did nothing." Enjieli replied.

"That's how it is."

Dikao was a little curious. If it weren't for Enjeli, who could help him improve his magic?

"You are too slow, aren't you? You've become a demon now, and you don't even know this." A voice of complaint suddenly sounded in your mind.

"Gulina?"

Dicao was slightly stunned when he heard this voice: "What's going on?"

"It seems that you are so stupid, so I'll give you an answer."

In the spiritual space, Gulina was lying on a rocking chair, holding half a bottle of beer in her hand, looking lazy.

"Then how did you know?"

"I am in your spiritual space, and I can move freely here with your permission, so I know more about your situation than you."

"Okay," Dikao looked at the two people who had already started fighting in front of him, "What's the matter?"

"Believers!" Gulina took a sip of beer, "While someone in the Castlevania prays to you, you can also gain power continuously."

"Is this true?" Dikao didn't understand very well, but he nodded, "Okay, I probably know how to do it."

As he spoke, he had already reached Rustman's side, and he had just avoided the sword that Selena slashed.

With the blessing of the dragon-shaped armor, Selena's physical fitness has been greatly improved, and her strength has also been greatly improved many times.

Each sword can slash out a huge sword energy in the air, forming a shock wave and emitting it.

Judging from the visual effect alone, the power seems to be much greater than that in the universe.

However, even if Rastman threw away the sword, his power was still not weak because he had level suppression.

Earth magic can harden the body, and Rustman fought against Selena with his two hands.

Because the magic power has already reached its bottom, Selena cannot use magic at will, and can only swing the sword simply by relying on her physical strength. For a moment, she cannot cause any effective damage to him.

At this time, Dikao and Abrador had already caught up and attacked separately from two directions.

Dikao punched and headed straight to Rastman's back. Because he had entered the atmosphere, he could see a conical vortex on the surface of the fist while hitting it.

Hearing the sound of the air behind him being blown up, Rasterman looked back.

However, at this time Selena had already slashed the air with a forward somersault and then slashed it down again. If she turned around and resisted, she would definitely take it back.

If it is a normal battle, you must first deal with Dikao, who has a higher rank.

But Seleoti in Selena's hand is not an ordinary weapon after all, so Rastman did not worry about Dikao behind him, but directly raised his hand to resist Selena's attack in front of him.

While blocking the sword, Dikao's fist also hit his back.

"boom--"

In this extremely thin layer of air, the punch still made a huge explosion.

And accompanied by a shock wave visible to the naked eye, it seemed like a layer of ripples appeared in the entire sky.

Abudullare's huge wings covered the sky and the sun came up, with bloody mouths spreading open, and a black dragon breath had formed a vortex.

Dikao's punch did hit, but it did not seem to cause any effective damage.

After a closer look, it turned out that Rustman had formed a protective cover around his body while the next punch, completely blocking the attack.

…………

Below the Castlevania, inside Nitia's lab.

Niteya, who was observing the screen, narrowed her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking about.

Footsteps sounded, and the guardians from all directions walked in with their subordinates.

"Didn't Alyssa let you stay around the Castle?" asked Nitia.

"At least we should come here first to see if our king is safe." Cecilia replied. After looking at the scene on the screen, she suddenly turned her head and asked, "Why do you feel like my king's attack is not as strong as he dares to exert force?"

"The magic power is consumed too much." Njeli, who was next to him, replied, "Now the magic power must be controlled, otherwise problems will be prone to problems."

"Is this true?" Gris raised his head, "But the battle with my king is prone to problems. What can we do?"

Eunjeli, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't look back: "I think you'd better give up this idea. With your strength, you can only drag your feet when you go up at will."

“Hey hey hey…”

Mihal was a little dissatisfied with this sentence, "Is it better for us to be very strong?"

"I, the eighth-level life, are sitting here. What do you think you can do?" Niteya still mocked without looking back.

“…”

Mihal was silent, and he really couldn't find any opportunity to refute this sentence.

If you really want to talk about the level of your rank, Nitia sitting here is undoubtedly the highest level of life.

"Then we can only watch here now, right?" asked Gris.

Niteya nodded: "Unless you have any means to deliver magic to Dikao remotely."

"Actually...some." Gris said suddenly.

"ha?"

Hearing this sentence, Nitia turned her head suddenly: "Yes? Why don't I know?"

"As long as you have signed a soul contract with my king, you can essentially share your strength with both parties." Gris replied.

"That's just sharing attributes, right?"

"Magic power is OK, but it's a little more troublesome," Gris explained. "If it's a marriage contract like the queen, it's okay, but it's very easy to operate, but our master-servant contract is more troublesome."

"Why?"

"Because this requires forced extraction from us, and my king is unwilling to do so." Cecilia explained with a smile.

"Forcibly extracted?" Netiya didn't quite understand, "Will you die?"

"No, but it will be very uncomfortable." Cecilia shook her head, "In the society of the demons, this is a means of punishment."

“How uncomfortable?”

"It hurts sharply, the pain of turning from inside the body," Cecilia said. "Anyway, it's absolutely unimaginable, just as the bones in your body are crushed little by little."

"That's not saying it." Niteya shook her head, "Dicao would never do this."

Angelu suddenly spoke, "My king does not, but we can try."

Nitia smiled: "What? Can you still force reverse input?"

"Of course not, but Enjieli has the means to store magic, right?" Gris turned his head, "As long as we can store our magic power and then send it to my king..."

"It's indeed a solution." Enjieli nodded, "There is really a way to store magic, and it's very simple."

"What do you say?" Mihal turned his head and looked, "Do you want to do it?"

"Do it!" Gris nodded.

"I really didn't expect that one day I would take the initiative to slap..." Cecilia smiled, "I'm not Amelia..."

"The key isn't it here, right?" Anglu asked. "Who is going to send it is a question. You must know that it is God. With our ability, you will be killed with just one blow."

Cecilia looked at Nitia.

"Don't look at me, I have to stare here, it's very important to build a model."

"Who will you go if you don't?" Cecilia shrugged, "After we are exhausted, we can't fly that high, you are an eighth-level life..."

Niteya smiled and raised her hand to her temple and smiled, "Of course, Elisa is the one who is most suitable for this job?"

...

Hearing Netiya call her, Alisa flew back immediately: "What's wrong?"

Cecilia and the others talked aside the plan.

After listening, Alisa was silent for two seconds and nodded: "Okay, I don't know how much your magic can help my king reply, but at this time, there's a little bit."

"This is really pessimistic." Mihal's eyelids drooped.

"Do you want to count Amelia and the others?"

"No!" Alisa shook her head, "You are too weak after being extracted from magic. It would be very troublesome if you don't leave a few people who can move here."

"Then try to call a few more!" Cecilia's face looked like a bad expression, and she turned her head to look at Olilyn behind her.

The others followed her eyes and turned their heads over.

Olilyn was suddenly turned around and stared at her by a group of people. She subconsciously took two steps back, and the expression on her face was a little frightened.

"Hey, little female cat." Cecilia took two steps forward, "Since you have signed a contract with my king, it doesn't matter if you contribute a little magic at this time!"

"I...of course I do it, but..." Olilyn was about to cry as she looked at it, "I, I'm afraid of pain..."

"It's okay." Cecilia grinned, revealing her white teeth. "With Enjeli here, you can relieve your pain."

"Well, this is very simple!" Enjieli nodded, "But some of the pain you mentioned comes from the soul, and I can't completely eliminate it!"

"Then why don't you call Lilith too. Her body as big as hers should be able to contribute a lot of magic, right?"

But Alisa shook her head: "She has never signed a contract with my king, and the magic cannot be shared."

"Then you go and call all the people you can call!" Cecilia smiled, "You should be the one who knows the best of my king's contract, right?"

When Olilin, who was standing in the corner of the wall, saw this scene, she suddenly understood why the legendary demon clan was so terrifying.
Chapter completed!