The vast land outside the magic tower was torn apart into two completely different worlds.
On one side, dust swirled and black ink blotted out the sky; on the other side, iron filings flew and scarlet crimson obscured the sky.
The thunderous sounds of attacks continued, each one inflicting new wounds on this already ravaged land.
Two demons stood near the magic tower, and their attacks were more ferocious than ever before.
Perhaps it was the intrusion of a human that made them feel a sense of loss of duty.
Or perhaps it was the burgeoning desires within the two human enemies before them that made the power of these two demons seem even more terrifying.
The sky was gradually covered by a deeper darkness, which even the dazzling sunlight falling from the sky could not penetrate.
The ravine where Hera was located was plunged into even deeper darkness, and the swirling dust became even more violent.
Yem stood before the magic tower, his enormous body causing the earth to tremble with every step he took.
Even the speed and power of its tongue-out have increased significantly compared to before.
To avoid being attacked, Hera moved more nimbly and found it increasingly difficult to defend against the opponent's attacks.
She was panting heavily, her long dress was torn, revealing the inhuman limbs intertwined below.
No matter how she dodged, it seemed there was no open space on this land shrouded in dark oil film where she could rest.
Hera was caught in a predicament of exhaustion and powerlessness, while Vladimir's situation on the other side was equally dire.
He stood there, one hand supporting the icy battle axe, looking like an indomitable war god.
However, the rise and fall of his breathing still betrayed his weakness.
Although Vladimir was still consumed by rage, the power and speed of his counterattack were significantly reduced compared to before.
The ice on his fists was now covered with cracks and had become fragmented.
At the same time, he was covered in wounds, bleeding profusely, and the gruesome wounds were chilling.
The constant fighting had drained a lot of his stamina.
But the scarlet crocodile in front of them seemed to grow stronger with each battle.
Its massive body and increasingly crimson eyes made it incredibly fierce amidst the scarlet storm of iron filings.
A frantic sense of rupture ran through Vladimir's skin.
The increasingly frequent Ironblood Dance continuously eroded the vital energy within his body and the remaining magic power in the magical artifacts in his hands.
Vladimir was originally human, and quite old.
Even if one is very strong, it is difficult to unleash the peak power of one's youth.
"Damn it, I never expected this."
Vladimir cursed, spitting out a mouthful of blood and wiping his mouth before looking up ahead.
The two demons were now almost the size of the Demon Tower. Surrounded by dense darkness, they appeared incredibly terrifying and intimidating.
Several hours have passed since Levi entered the Magic Tower.
During this time, he and Hera fought fiercely against the two demons.
But so far, the demons have shown no signs of fatigue; on the contrary, their attacks have become even more ferocious.
"Is this the true power of the demon?"
Vladimir had never directly fought a demon before, nor had he ever truly felt how powerful a demon was.
Only when you actually fight the devil will you realize this intense sense of powerlessness.
It now seems that the demons held back their strength during their invasion of the capital.
Just as Vladimir was lost in thought, a powerful shockwave suddenly erupted from the magic tower.
Peng!
With a loud bang, the two demons sensed something was wrong, exchanged a glance, and stared wide-eyed.
Immediately afterwards, a scarlet aura began to emanate from Wrightton.
It transformed into a wisp of hazy, drifting smoke, coiling towards the towering, dark magic tower behind it.
Crimson smoke swirled around the magic tower, intertwined with a wisp of black smoke, and then slowly seeped into the tower's crevices, disappearing silently.
At the same time, the two demons watched helplessly as their bodies gradually shrank and their power diminished.
Finally, the warm sunlight shone once again on this ravaged land.
The dark oil film began to gradually disintegrate, and the cracks in the oil film were gradually widened by an invisible force.
Until it completely breaks apart and disappears.
The surrounding crimson storm and swirling iron filings gradually dissipated, turning into a gentle breeze.
Seeing this dramatic change, Vladimir and Hera's expressions became extremely solemn.
The two used the last of their strength to assume a defensive stance, awaiting the arrival of the terrible blow.
As a result, the more they looked, the more they felt something was wrong.
Why are these two demons getting smaller and smaller?
As the power gradually dissipated, Yem clenched his fists, seemingly realizing something, and suddenly turned to look at the magic tower behind him.
"What is this stupid woman doing?!"
Its eyes widened, filled with rage.
Although the Demon Tower provides these demons with the guarantee of power, even if they are defeated and die, they can be reborn in the Demon Tower.
But this also means that they could be stripped of their power by the magic tower at any time.
This is undoubtedly a constraint for demons.
But for Yem and the others, the demon's true name was already fully known to that little girl.
In other words, they will inevitably be arbitrarily controlled by the other party and will be forced to stay in the magic tower through a transaction.
Unless they can also completely hide their real names like Henney.
However, not all demons are in such a helpless situation, such as those demons whose true names have not been revealed.
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