1229 Don't Commit Suicide and You Won't Die 1

The furious Ximilu was like a madman, swinging her fists and hitting Demilan randomly. Although the sound of bang bang bang was dull, such a fierce beating still made the thin Demilan pale.

However, Demilan, whose eyes had never left Raymond, let Ximilu do this until a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, then he sighed and murmured. "You can't do this, otherwise you will die..."

Similu stopped her hand after being stunned, turned around and looked up and down at the seemingly ordinary Raymond with suspicion, but Demilan then gently pulled her behind him, and then bowed slightly to Raymond. "I'm sorry, she has a bad temper, and I hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind. But if she dares to take action, I think she won't even have the chance to regret it."

Raymond's very obscure answer made Ximilu more confused, but Demilan's face sank and his momentum began to rise. "She is my girlfriend, please be polite!"

Raymond, who was not angry, looked at Ximilu who leaned out from behind him for a moment, but still couldn't understand why Demilan was so good to her, and couldn't help but sigh. "If you don't commit suicide, you won't die. You should understand this truth!"

Ximilu jumped out from behind Demilan in anger and wanted to curse, but Raymond squinted his eyes and stared at her. The coldness in his eyes made her feel afraid, and finally threw herself into Demilan's arms and cried. "Demilan! You actually allowed outsiders to humiliate me in front of you..."

But Demilan, who released his momentum to form a coercive effect, had no time to pay attention to Ximilu in his arms. Because he realized that the perception he released was rejected after approaching the person in front of him, and he couldn't get close at all, let alone penetrate into him to investigate.

Demilan, who already understood what this situation meant. His expression became calmer, since the person in front of him was not weaker than him, and it was obvious that the other party was restraining himself, otherwise the provocative behavior of Ximilu would have caused serious consequences. Therefore, after patting Ximilu who was sobbing in his arms, he took her to the edge of the square, and after handing Ximilu over to the acting patriarch Hailid for care, he returned to Raymond. He saluted with one hand on his chest very carefully. "Thank you for your previous restraint. I owe you a favor. But I must ensure that the Milia family wins this duel, and I hope you can help me." Demilan's attitude was sincere. There was also a pleading tone in his voice, and he finally used honorifics in his words, but Raymond, whose eyes fell on the still unconscious Kelid, shook his head. "Demilan. Do you think this duel is based on strength or fairness?" After a moment of hesitation, Demilan frowned. "Originally, it was fair! But after I intervened... it was natural to speak with strength!"

After saying this proudly. Demilan's momentum began to rise again.

Raymond, who had nothing to say to Demilan, who had a very generous mentality, stopped wasting words with him and released the breath that had been restrained.

The breath released by the two people caused an invisible but chaotic wind to rise in the square in front of the gray tower. The force field pressure that seemed to have substance made a sharp sound after the collision, and then revealed their own traces.

The outer edge of Demilan's light golden and dazzling force field was expelled after contacting Raymond's invisible but space-fluctuating force field barrier, and slowly but irresistibly went towards him!

Demilan, who was deeply shocked by this, shrank his pupils. His hands immediately began to move in a complicated gesture in front of his chest, and an extremely huge breath escaped from his body. A vague outline of a rune array with a diameter of about three meters appeared under his feet. Countless complicated lines quickly accumulated, intertwined and entangled with each other, making this inexplicable rune array become clearer and clearer.

At the same time as the outline of the rune array appeared under his feet, Raymond, who was forcibly squeezing Demilan's force field barrier, noticed that the aura released by Demilan had risen again. Although he was still at the level of a fifth-level beginner wizard, the intensity of this aura became more stable and solid, as if his strength had been rapidly improved.

And in Demilan's clear and peaceful eyes before, it was like a little ink dripped into a calm lake, and after the black infiltration, it became deep and cold. "You are quite strong, but don't force me to release all my strength, or I won't be able to control it myself!"

Demilan was full of confidence and fighting spirit. Although his momentum reached its peak while he was talking, he still looked a little thin, but his demeanor became tougher. He had completely stopped being timid in front of Ximilu and was now extremely eager to fight.

Raymond, who was still angry before, was finally provoked by his attitude. After suppressing his momentum and pressure, he waved his left arm, and the octopus-like tentacles went straight to him.

The talisman array that appeared under Demilan's feet suddenly rose up with a hum, forming a light golden force field barrier around him.

The sound of snapping continued, but the sharp tentacles hitting the force field barrier could not break through the light golden barrier at all, and the more they attacked, the stronger the counterattack force became. In a moment, Raymond's left arm felt a little numb.

Demilan, whose expression had returned to calm and a hint of teasing appeared on his lips, had black spots appearing in his whites after his eyes turned black. The entire white of his eyes was about to turn black.

Such a strange change made Raymond, who still had some strength left, a little confused, especially the inexplicable talisman formation that appeared around him, which aroused his strong interest.

The talisman formation was not something that could be instantly activated by talent, especially the strength of the inexplicable talisman formation surrounding Demilan, which could resist the sudden attack of his tentacles. Obviously, the strength of resisting physical attacks was quite high.

Seeing that Raymond had retracted the sharp tentacles, Demilan, with a smile on his lips, advised sincerely. "Give up, you have no chance in front of my 'absolute barrier', give up now and the promise I made before is still valid!"

Raymond, who suppressed his strength to the same level as him, smiled and shook his head. "I'm afraid of hurting you, then it will be difficult to go to your mentor for advice..."

Hearing the voice, annoyance flashed in his eyes. Demilan, who accelerated the structure of the spell with his hands in front of his chest, stopped talking, and Raymond, who waved his hand to make a space hunting blade, was finally moved after the space hunting blade hit the pale golden absolute barrier.

The circular absolute barrier just shook a little, and it immediately restored its original state. It actually has a strong resistance to such magic attacks.

Raymond, who had never fought against the talisman master before, couldn't help but be more surprised. This kind of opponent is rare for him, so after suppressing the power of the spell to the level of a fifth-level primary wizard, he launched an attack.

The sharp tentacle at the top of the left arm started a dense and fierce attack like lightning.

The space hunting blade released in the thought also maintained a stable frequency and kept hitting a certain point of the absolute barrier.

The pale golden absolute barrier finally changed under such a fierce attack. The original slight shaking turned into a violent vibration, especially the attacks of Raymond's tentacles and the space hunting blade were concentrated in a small area, which made Demilan, who was standing inside to construct the spell, look slightly nervous.

However, his hands, which were constructing the spell in front of his chest, were so fast that they could not be distinguished by the naked eye. Countless fingers formed a dazzling afterimage on his chest, and soon a heart-pounding pressure also dissipated from the pale golden absolute barrier to the outside... (To be continued...)