Chapter 1468 The Suspicious Demon King and the Traitorous Hermit

Eight powerful demigods worked for three consecutive days, but not even one-tenth of a magic circle was completed. This made them a little doubtful about life. Are we proving how good we are, or are we proving ourselves? How stupid?

The magic circle is a very delicate thing, and the slightest mistake may cause the magic circle to be greatly reduced in power, or even completely ineffective.

Among the eight powerful demigods, the artifact caster and the Goddess of Light Delia is the best. The components created by the artifact caster are very standard, and can even be said to be more refined than ordinary components, at the demigod level. It's really not difficult for a dwarf to build something master-level.

And for Delia, the Goddess of Light who has a plug-in, is it difficult to use the Eye of Appraisal to carve patterns on your magic wand?

The answer is not simple. This thing really requires talents. The Eye of Appraisal is not the Eye of Copy. It allows Delia to simply copy other people's movements or directly copy patterns. Even if she can copy, she has no reference. Object, at least not yet.

"No, I've known for a long time that I don't have the talent in this area, but I didn't expect..." Delia threw the wand in her hand on the ground, looking like she collapsed. The magic circle was too difficult.

"You clearly spoke eloquently when you found us wrong, why did it look like this when you portrayed it yourself?!" The Wind Blessed One curled his lips, with the same expression on his face that he was about to be spoiled.

Delia, the Goddess of Light, rolled her eyes, stuffed a lollipop into her mouth, and said vaguely: "My specialty is judging whether your work is good or not. I can tell whether your work is qualified or not. It’s not like I can make something qualified myself. I already knew this before, but..."

"It turns out that you also know that you are just a strong-mouthed king, picking on the king, and attacking the weak." Several strong demigods said in unison, making the Goddess of Light Delia almost lift her breath. She glared at them fiercely, and suddenly there was a sound around her. A burst of cheerful laughter.

The laughter that makes you happy in pain.

Delia, the Goddess of Light, had been too brilliant before, covering up the brilliance of all of them. She put them in the fire and water again and again, and proposed solutions to the problems again and again. However, this time she took matters into her own hands and asked her directly. The true colors are revealed.

This is the Delia we know. The previous Delia is not our Delia. Everything is an illusion, well, an illusion!

"I'm a wizard, a wizard, a wizard who uses witchcraft, how can you expect my hands-on skills to be so strong." The Goddess of Light muttered dissatisfiedly.

Shadow Killer shrugged and said, "But aren't all accomplished array masters wizards?"

The Goddess of Light, the Wind Blessed, the Thunder King and others looked at each other: What you said makes sense, but I am actually speechless.

It is indeed true that all accomplished array masters are wizards. At least the master-level array masters have never been heard of being accomplished by people other than wizards. But not all wizards are array masters, not to mention this magic. The formation is not simple at all, this is a real fifth-level magic formation, okay?

One day passed, and it was time to have a big bowl of wine and a big piece of meat. However, everyone was a little listless. The righteous judge was a little doubtful about life. "Is this magic circle too difficult, or is it too laborious for us? Otherwise, let's change it." Road."

"The first method, the difficulty of teleporting the magic array is much lower than this. After all, it is only a fourth-level magic array. If the requirements are lowered a little bit, the third-level master-level magic array can also take us away." Needless to say, the goddess of light Delia The first one spoke: "Fifth-level god-level magic array, I've had enough!"

"Delia, didn't you say you can take people away? Since you can take people away, why can't you just invite foreign aid to help?" Shadow Killer said a little irritably: "Magic circles are not something that laymen can play with. It has to be turned around, not to mention the fifth-level magic array, even the third-level magic array, I doubt we can handle it. "

"Delia,

Please, we can't afford a god-level formation master like Will Declan. Please give us at least one lower-level formation master who can build teleportation formations. "

Delia, the Goddess of Light, looked at the looks cast by everyone, and her face couldn't help but collapse: "Do you think it's easy to hire people? Is transmitting materials the same as transmitting living bodies?"

"Okay, okay, to be honest, the cost of teleporting a living creature is too high, I have no money!" Delia said angrily: "The cost of inviting foreign aid is to teleport a living person plus the other party's labor fee, and I The third method provided before is actually teleporting a living person, but it just teleports a living person away. Which one do you think is more cost-effective? "

"Wait, why one?" The artifact caster pointed, "There are so many of us."

A small square box appeared quietly in the hand of the Goddess of Light Delia, "The Moonlight House is a space equipment produced in hell. It can accommodate living creatures. You can use this thing to sneak across. I will teleport away with the Moonlight House, etc. I’ll release you when we get to the Holy Land of Light.”

"I have always kept a budget. The budget that cannot be used until the moment of life and death is the budget for teleportation." The Goddess of Light Delia snorted and said: "None of you want me to overdraw this merit in advance. , this is our last guarantee.”

The Shadow Killer looked at the small square box in her hand, and a faint arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It's actually the moonlight hut of the Moon Rabbit clan. You can also get such a treasure. It's not easy."

The light in Delia's hand flashed, and the moonlight hut disappeared quietly. She clenched the wand in her hand: "What? Are you not going to continue pretending? How can you expose yourself so easily?"

The Justice Judge, the Artifact Forger, the Thunder King, the Wind Blessed One, your uncle, you go away, and several others quietly stood up, looking at the two of them with weapons in their hands, and consciously surrounded them.

The Shadow Killer looked around, and his body shape changed. In the blink of an eye, he changed from a thin, small and easily ignored assassin to a tall, slender and handsome man with a pair of gold and silver pupils, wearing a gorgeous battle suit. The armor was shining with a faint light, and a long sword in his hand was dotted with three or five gems.

"It's an honor to meet you, the beautiful Miss Guangming. I am jealous of the members of the royal family of the Demon King of Hell, the future Demon King!" With a charming smile on his face, the Demon King of Suspicion looked at Delia with a smile and said: "I wonder if the beautiful lady is willing to cooperate and tell you in detail the information you know about the new Lord of the World."

"The world of Hell is a developed world, and it has always been very tolerant of the strong and talented." The Demon King of Suspicion suddenly appeared in front of Delia. His sword was not even unsheathed, and he reached out to grab her.

The light on Delia's body flashed, and a bright resistance halo suddenly bloomed. The body of the Demon King of Suspicion suddenly froze, and the resistance halo instantly fell into pieces. At this moment, the goddess of light Delia retreated ten meters away.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The Thunder King was the first to take action. Lightning bolts fell from the sky and struck hard at the Gathering Demon King. The sledgehammer of the artifact caster went straight towards the Suspicion Demon King with fierce flames.

The Demon King of Suspicion casually waved his left hand, and the lightning all over the sky disappeared. He unsheathed the long sword in his right hand and made a simple straight thrust. The semi-artifact sledgehammer of the artifact forger was hit by him, and his whole body "jumped" backwards. After retreating for more than ten meters, I regained my footing.

The Wind Blessed One and the Just Judge arrived on both sides of him at the same time, but were easily kicked away by him. The long sword in his hand danced horizontally, and a cold sword energy was shot out in a circle, causing everyone to retreat.

"Fifth level hell demon!" The goddess of light Delia had a slightly solemn expression on her face. She raised the wand in her hand high and put a dagger on her neck.

"Delia, fighting against this adult is not a wise choice. I think you should be a smart person." Your uncle quietly appeared behind her, the dagger in his hand flashed with black light, and the protective necklace on Delia's body She was cut through easily by him and fell to the ground. The cold dagger touched her skin, sending chills through her bones.

"Who are you? Why were you able to drink wine mixed with holy water before? You must know that only Shadow Killer refused to drink holy water because the killer could not drink. You are definitely not a devil from hell."

Seeing the change in your uncle's figure, from a strong man to an old man, Terrell, the justice judge, finally couldn't help but his expression changed drastically, "Hermit, how is this possible for you?!"

The white-haired hermit nodded slightly to the righteous judge: "Long time no see Terrell, no, it should be you, Terrell, after all, I have always been by your side, haven't I?"

"I am indeed not a devil from hell. I am a pure native. I am just lucky enough to be appreciated by the nobles from hell and become one of them. Delia, Terrell, surrender, Lord Suspicion and I are both Level 5 experts, you have no chance of winning."

The eyes of the righteous judge flashed with blazing anger: "Lord Hermit, you are a wise man worthy of respect. We have always respected you. If you can become a fifth-level powerhouse, why would you choose to betray your own world and your own beliefs? , into the arms of the devil in hell?”

The hermit looked at Terrell and couldn't help but shake his head slightly and said: "Terrell, you are wrong. Our world is entering death step by step. Its lifespan is running out. Finding a way out is the first step for those of us. It’s not just me, all the fifth-level experts are considering this issue, but I think about it more and earlier than others.”

"Furthermore, you got one thing wrong. It's not that I surrendered to hell as a fifth-level strong man, but that I was able to achieve fifth level because I surrendered to the nobles of hell!"

"Traitor!" The righteous judge glared at the hermit fiercely, his face full of anger. He had been trying to hide it for him, but he...

"Traitor!" The artifact forger aimed his sledgehammer at him, but was knocked away by the hermit. There was still a huge gap in strength between the fourth and fifth levels.

"Traitor! Shameless old thief!" Everyone gave up their suspicion of the Demon King and surrounded the hermit. High-speed text hand-typing chapter list of The Troubles of the Young Wizard