"If it doesn't work, let's go together!"

As the three wizards spoke, they had formed a triangle, pointing their wand to the center, and chanting a lengthy and complex spell in unison.

As the spell was chanted, powerful magic light began to gather at the top of their wands, and the light became more and more prosperous, gradually forming a huge colorful witchcraft vortex.

The witchcraft vortex contains the power of three elements: wind, water and earth, roaring towards the flame demon.

The Barol Flame Demon felt this powerful magic power and dared not underestimate it.

"Oh? Something interesting!"

In the audience, a hint of interest appeared on Azmodan's face, although in his eyes, both these wizards and the Barolo Flame Demon were all characters like ants.

But at this moment, the magic of the wizards gathering together surprised Azmodan.

Perhaps because of despair, the three wizards went all out, and thus burst out with power that was not of their own level.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The Balo Flame Demon's eyes flashed with strange light, concentrating the flames in front of him, forming a thick flame shield, and then rushed up against the witchcraft vortex.

When the witchcraft vortex collided with the flame shield, the entire arena was shrouded in dazzling light. In the light, bursts of energy collision sounded, and the powerful impact force spread around. Some demonic spectators in the stands were shocked by this force.

Under the cover of light, no one can see the specific situation on the battlefield clearly.

When the light gradually dissipated, people saw the Barol Flame Demon kneeling on one knee, the flame shield on his body had been broken, and his body was injured in many places, with dark red demon blood flowing.

And the three wizards all fell to the ground, their magic power exhausted and they were dying.

"What a waste!"

In the audience, Azmodan's face turned gloomy.

The strength of the Barol Flame Demon Sidon is stronger than these wizards, and it is also blessed by the power of the rules of the Abyss World.

But now, this situation has actually been made.

It really made Azmodan a little dissatisfied.

"Have you survived?"

In the arena, the three wizards looked pale, feeling their lives in danger, and they all felt like they had a life of surviving.

In any case, they at least stick to the end.

According to the past rules, surviving wizards will be locked in the dungeon again and wait for the next battle after cultivation.

This means that several wizards can continue to live.

And living means hope for them!

Just as everyone thought everything was about to end, the voice of the demon lord Azmodan came from above the arena.

"Siton, I'm very dissatisfied with your performance!"

Hearing these cold words, Barol Flame Demon Sidon immediately felt a little fear from the bottom of his heart and couldn't help but tremble.

As Azmodan finished speaking, a group of smaller but extremely fast shadow demons surged out from all corners of the arena, rushing towards the center like a black tide.

"No! Master!"

The Barol Flame Demon Sidon screamed and wailed, "Please, please give me another chance..."

Before he finished speaking, the Shadow Demon had already pounced on him and tore the Lord of the Barol Flame Demon Sidon to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, these shadow demons turned their heads and looked at the three wizards.

"Damn it, this is..."

The three wizards looked at the scene in despair, and they no longer had the strength to resist.

It was originally thought that the battle had ended, but it seemed that Azmodan did not intend to follow the previous rules.

The next moment, the shadow demons rushed up and drowned them instantly. In a shrill scream, the lives of the wizards were ruthlessly ended, and their souls were also swallowed by the shadow demons, becoming another group of victims in the demon arena.
Chapter completed!