Chapter 430 You Can’t Pass (Modified)

This feeling of being transported is a bit like a portkey. Allen is looking forward to the last level more, not knowing what challenges he will face. He felt that this Triwizard Tournament was like a first-grade game arranged by professors, which was quite interesting.

When Allen froze his body, he was extremely grateful that he had a strong balance and did not take random steps. What appeared in front of Allen's eyes was a huge hexagonal abyss. There seemed to be blazing fire coming from the abyss. It looked like there was burning, hot magma underneath. It was unclear how deep it was.

Amid the raging flames, four thick yellow granite arch bridges about 0.7 meters wide crisscrossed over the abyss and led straight to the center of the room.

"Interesting!" Allen stroked his chin. He was sensitively aware that these flames had no temperature at all and were not as hot as they looked.

Allen, who has already done some research on illusions, concluded that the bottom was definitely not real magma.

Allen stepped onto the granite beam in front of him, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

He heard a rumbling sound, small at first, but getting louder.

The granite beams beneath Allen's feet trembled, and the whole room seemed to tremble, and the flames below pulsed more vigorously.

A monster flew out from the lava below amid the exclamations of the audience, and stood at the intersection of beams in the center of the room.

"The most powerful pit fiend among the Baatezu demons!" Some wizards recognized its origin.

The Pit Fiend is a devil in flames and shadows, powerful and terrifying. Its outline resembles a huge human figure, and it also resembles a moving shadow, with a blazing flame at its core.

The pit demon in front of him has burning yellow eyes, long goat-like horns on its head, and a mane of burning and steaming flames; black venom is constantly dripping from its mouth; its arms are long and Powerful, with bat-like wings on its back; around its waist is a wailing human head; its tail has three silver-white skulls running through it.

It holds a flaming whip in its left hand and a long sword filled with lightning in its right hand.

The burning yellow eyes of this almost four-meter-tall hell fiend met Allen. It took a step forward menacingly, slammed the long sword in its hand on the ground, and shouted: "You shall not pass!"

"You can't pass!" Allen raised his eyebrows. He was proficient in the Purgatory language and understood the meaning of this roar.

After roaring, the hell fiend waved the flame whip in his hand, but what it saw was Alan who was indifferent. The flames on the Hell Fiend burned fiercely. When the fire went out, a handsome man in a red tuxedo appeared where the devil was just now.

With his calm demeanor and impeccable posture, this handsome man looks like a nobleman straight out of a medieval picture album. However, no matter what angelic appearance or noble temperament this person had, they all formed a strong contrast with his reptilian eyes. When these eyes meet yours, it really sends chills down your spine.

"It's really comfortable to yell like this. I've wanted to do this for many years. Ever since I was yelled at by an old wizard like this, I've always wanted to take revenge like this." The tone of the Hell Fiend became a little frivolous, and it spoke to him gracefully. Allen performed the etiquette of an ancient wizard noble, "As the first warrior to arrive, you are indeed not simple. You have seen through the illusion below and it is not fatal, right? I originally wanted to scare you into falling."

Allen also returned the etiquette of an ancient noble wizard, and his manners were as perfect as the devil just now. Then Allen introduced his name in Infernal language.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to speak my hometown dialect." The Hell Fiend opened his reptile-like eyes and saluted again, "My name is Bayer, warrior Allen, since you can speak the Purgatory dialect , I must also know something about hell, please forgive me for not telling you my real name."

Allen nodded, very understanding. In hell, the devil's real name is magical. Once the real name is known to others, calling his name can control him to do anything.

"Warrior Allen, if you want to pass my level, it's very simple. Just make a wish to me and go out from here." Bayer's pronunciation was full of exotic accents, and the devil pointed upwards at the top of his head. He opened the iron cage door and added: "However, this wish cannot affect other people. For example, you cannot make a wish to cause other warriors or any audience at the scene to die immediately."

"According to the agreement between me and the wizard who summoned me, when you warriors make a wish to me, the wish will not be broadcast live, nor will it be heard by other warriors. Since you know the tricks of hell very well, I will I won’t hide it anymore, the reason for doing this is that I am afraid that the audience or other warriors will hear the warrior’s wish to successfully pass this level, and they will imitate me. However, if your wish is successfully misinterpreted by me, I will I will show justice by reading out the other person’s wishes and giving my reasons.”

Bayer introduced the rules of entry to Allen in detail. It was not because Allen knew his native dialect that he liked him.

"As far as I know, the only wizards who have dealt with our devils in the UK in modern times are the Black family wizards. The one who successfully summoned me this time was a Greek wizard invited by your British Ministry of Magic. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Bayer showed a mischievous smile, "Since you know Purgatory, you must have learned it from the Black family. Since you can get such important information about them, they have also been tricked by you... uh... I am Said they also made a deal with you? It seems that you must be quite familiar with some of our devil's methods. If you have four wizard gems, you can go out without making a wish. If you have extra gems on you after you go out, Then each one counts 10 points, and of course you won’t get the 40 points for the final level I guarded.”

"Since you are the first to arrive and can speak Purgatory, you can get a privilege, that is, you can listen to other warriors making wishes, and be the last one to challenge me, so that you can avoid making the same mistakes as them." Er shrugged his shoulders and regretfully let Allen go.

At this moment, the summoning array on the other side of the room emitted light.

Bayer glanced in that direction, turned to Allen and smiled: "Didn't my prototype of the Hell Fiend scare you just now? How about a different image this time."

After finishing speaking, a huge dark blue demon-hunting spider appeared next to it. The body of this demon-hunting spider with countless spikes was about the same size as a plowing cow, but its legs extended outwards. Up to 14 feet long, the first two arthropods are more like the claws of a crab or lobster. The huge claws exposed in the mouth are constantly opening and closing, filled with slightly flowing purple-red venom.

"This demon-hunting spider is a trophy I obtained during the bloody battle with the demons in the bottomless abyss. It cannot speak, but it can understand the Infernal language. And it can also use telepathy to communicate with any other creature." Devil Beyer looked at this demon-hunting spider, which was actually a demon, with admiration.