Michael landed vertically, blocking the middle of Doom and Mephisto. He said coldly without looking back: "What are you thinking? I thought you were a smart man, not a reckless man who had no plans and only acted recklessly based on his anger."

"What did you say?" Dumm said angrily.

"I said you are a reckless man, otherwise how would you evaluate the act of rushing into hell without any plans to die?"

Dum opened his mouth to argue, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was no way to argue. So he snorted heavily and changed the subject: "Who are you?"

"The only person who can wipe your butt for irresponsible behavior." Michael said lightly, taking a step, flipping his wrist, and spitting out a golden magic circle in his palm, "You'd better stand a little further next."

Mephisto looked down at him and said in a muddy voice: "I don't know who you are, a human being. But if you dare to break into the territory of the King of Hell, don't think of leaving in one piece."

He moved his eyes, and the remaining seven hell creatures rushed forward, making vague and unpleasant screams in his mouth.

Michael's back thrust ejaculated, his body flew up to mid-air, and his body sang upside down in the air. He crossed his arms, his left palm was right, and his right palm was left, and the pulse light cannon rushed out through the golden magic circle. The pulse cannon strengthened by the spell hit a sprinting creature, one left and one right, and the two beasts were blown into splashing pieces on the spot.

Michael fell into the middle of the enemy formation and kept moving. He turned into a shield with his left palm, and held a magical battle axe in his right hand. He held a shield and held a claw of the monster on his left, and quickly picked up the axe in his right hand, just like cutting melons and vegetables, easily cutting a humanoid creature from the middle into two.

Then he turned around and kicked, poured out his legs, kicking the monster on his left hand to the air, flew out from the stone steps with a long series of howls, falling into the endless blood-red abyss and disappeared.

Four are settled, and three are left.

The remaining three monsters had obvious instinctive cowardice in their manic eyes, but under the gaze of the Lord of Hell, they did not dare to retreat, so they had to bite the bullet and continue to move forward, but their movements were inevitably far worse than before.

Michael jumped up, his palms came out in the air, and the pulse light cannon strengthened by spells exploded the flying vampire into black mud. He adjusted his angle and fell to the middle of the remaining two beasts. The spell energy condensed, holding the knife in his left hand and holding the sword in his right hand. The golden flash cut across the opposite direction, and the only two creatures were cut into two pieces.

The seven hell creatures, with a total of five moves, only happened at the moment when the rabbit rose and falconed. Dum was stunned. He didn't see anything clearly. All the seven enemies that were invincible to him were killed on the spot. This guy in black and gold armor took his sword and easily dealt with these scary beasts, as if he had just done something irrelevant.

Mephisto's huge brow moved. He opened his palm and made a gesture. The pillar of fire that was as powerful as the sky poured down from the void. The terrifyingly cold flames formed a waterfall and came to Michael's head.

Michael raised his palms and slapped straight towards the towering pillar of fire. The magic power spit out of his palms condensed into an extremely huge magic shield, and a layer of milky white soft holy light loomed on the surface of the shield. The flames were like a roaring dragon dived vertically. Its head-on impacted on the ethereal holy light. The impact force made Michael's arms slightly bent, but it did not shake this layer of defense.

"The defensive spell of the 'Secher'," said Mephisto coldly, "Sure enough... are you the Supreme Mage?"

But before Michael could answer, he immediately denied: "No, it's impossible. Although you used the Seraphite logo, the technique exudes taboo and evil aura. The Supreme Master will never teach you this technique, so..." The devil's eyes flashed with gleam, "...You are a disciple expelled by the Supreme Master, right?"

Magic is not superpowers, and there are conditions for casting magic. When a mage casts spells and draws energy from other dimensions, it actually comes from some high-level gods. The mage recites spells and casts spells, it is actually the process of temporarily borrowing power from advanced existences.

From a certain perspective, magic is like cheating, which allows you to distort laws and tease order with a stronger force. But since it is "borrowing", there will naturally be a "repayment" process, and you have to pay the price, and the price is often high.

Unless you don't mind breaking the boundaries that most mages are unhappy to break.

There is a kind of magic that can also distort laws and provide the mage with an outrageous power, but it seems that there is no need to pay the price. They are like demonic fruits, with mouth-watering temptations, but not everyone has the courage to pick them.

For example, Michael first came into contact with the technique that was said to be a technique that drew power from the dark dimension where the dark demon Domaum was located. He knew that his mentor Gu Yi had drawn a lot of energy from that dimension for a long time from that dimension to maintain his life, and this power was obviously impossible that Domaum was willing to lend it to her.

So why doesn't this spell cost? The reason is very simple, because the power you use is not borrowed, but stolen.

Using those special techniques, you can indeed use pure willpower to force energy from other spatial dimensions, and casting spells will not cost. But such spells are often one of "black magic" and are taboo spells.

There is no cost to use this specific black magic, but it does not mean there is no risk. Although under normal circumstances, a mage will not attract the attention of those gods by stealing a little magic from other dimensions, this kind of spell is often accompanied by strong corrosiveness. Long-term use of this technique will subtly corrode the soul of the mage, affect the mage's character and the decisions he makes. Only those with iron will can resist erosion.

In a more serious case, the mage is likely to be lost. The robbery of energy will naturally be at risk of failure. Once the mage fails, the mage may be backfired by the power. The process is somewhat similar to the practice of demon skills in martial arts, but the outcome will be much more tragic.

The small spells you usually cast don't matter, and the cost is not too high. But the more powerful the spells, the higher the cost. Therefore, in order to use these powerful and amazing spells in specific situations, Michael also modified some white magic tricks, using taboo tricks, and using energy snatched from various dimensions to support the casting of spells.

For example, when you need to face the Lord of Hell.

"You made one mistake, Mephisto. It wasn't them who drove me out, but I left them. But indeed, I am a disciple of the Supreme Master."

Michael rose to mid-air, and released a new magic circle in his palm, his tone of coldness.
Chapter completed!