I really didn't want to practice immortality at Hogwarts

After the demon slaves merged in twos and threes, they became indescribable freaks.

These demons merged into the shadows of the various evil demons just now, and their terror was even more concentrated. These fused demons were either strong or terrifying. As their size increased, their courage that had just been killed by Seraph returned.

"Roar!!"

A fusion demon roared at the leading Seraph, and then the remaining fusion demons also began to roar.

For a moment, the battlefield that had been silent just now returned to the control of demons and slaves.

However, the Seraph just now was not at all confused.

Their golden armor shimmered in the starlight, the light even driving away the gloom of the city's shadows.

The leader, Chief Seraph Dassault, even poked his halberd on the ground, took off his helmet, and gently shook his head, letting his long light blue hair fly in the air.

"We thought that demons would give up their stupid corrosive behavior, but we didn't expect that they still wouldn't give up. This may be the persistence of demons, a kind of stubborn and disgusting brain corruption."

Dassault didn't care at all about the hostile lemure fusion monsters around him. Instead, he ridiculed the people hiding in the darkness who had just gathered these broken lemures.

When she finished speaking, the sound of chord playing that filled the surrounding area slowly disappeared.

At the same time, a reddish half-moon shadow began to appear in the black fog.

"Seraph Dassault! Haha~~"

A soft voice came from the darkness.

The person who made this sound seemed to be a tired and charming little girl. She was currently hiding behind the reddish half-moon, looking lazily at the angel opposite.

"Come out. Since you are here, why hide in the shadows." Seraph Dassault stroked his long hair with his hand, tilted his neck, and put the helmet on his head solemnly again, but she There are still a few strands of long light blue hair hanging out.

"Hey, why are you forcing yourself so hard? We just want to use the ruins of the Holy City to complete a small ritual, and it won't hurt anyone." The pale red half-moon began to tremble, and gradually floated out of the shadows .

"The devil's trick is to desecrate the Holy Land again. I wonder when you will become smarter and give up those ridiculous tricks in the empire's territory." After Dassault finished speaking, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face. .

"It's a joke, haha. Doesn't the Holy Land belong to your Angel Empire? It also belongs to my clan. If you hadn't seized this city and started a war, then our world of Born would not be scattered like this. Broken world." The soft voice was still faint and tired.

"You have failed the Creator..." Dassault just said.

"Hey, from what you said, it seems that angels have never failed their Creator." He was interrupted by a voice in the shadow.

Seraph Dassault sneered, "Well, in fact, this kind of war of words has been going on for hundreds of years with no results. Why not have a good time and let your slaves surround us."

"Hey, you misunderstood. We didn't want to do anything, but you guys didn't even ask, just came up and killed us, causing our slaves to suffer heavy injuries..."

Dassault was a little upset listening to her non-stop chatter. She snorted, "Hurry up! Let your slaves come with you. I hate to keep grinding with you. If you don't come, then we will do it ourselves. ”

"Okay, okay!" The soft voice continued to speak, and the speaker was getting closer and closer.

Gradually, a pair of bright red eyes appeared in the pale red half-moon, and then, a delicate female figure walked out of the shadows.

She was holding a black staff, exuding a faint bloody magic aura. She was wearing a close-fitting robe, with half of her long legs exposed under the short hem.

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Hermione stared at the demon leader walking out in front of her in surprise, because at least visually, these so-called demons were not very different from angels.

Most of the elves are taller than Hermione. If we look at it by the standards on earth, they are at least about 1.8 meters. Because of their armor, these angels appear taller and more powerful than other elves.

As for demons with similar faces, she is lower than angels, probably about the same height as Hermione.Except for the red color of their pupils, they have no special characteristics compared to angels. Although their appearance is similar, they exude a more "human" temperament.

If there is any difference, it is that the bloody magical aura exuding from this demon is very familiar to Hermione - it is the real magical aura of a wizard, but she has released this magical ability.

"Finally, come on!" Seraph Dassault snapped his halberd, holding the golden round rod in his hand, and the halberd's blade automatically aimed at the opponent.

"You haven't asked me my name yet. Hate it, I already know your name..." The demon opposite looked at her angrily, as if he was offended by the angel's impolite behavior.

"It's not necessary. Anyway, when you die, I will forget your names."

"That won't work. I have to tell you. My name is Perez, Perez Noire. I will meet your supreme angel in a while. Don't forget it!"

As soon as the female demon finished speaking, several fusion demon monsters around her suddenly ran out and ran straight towards Dassault.

Snap, Dassault spread his wings, flapped his wings and flew into the sky. He waved his halberd at the incoming monster, and a golden bolt of lightning flew towards the Minotaur at the front.

"Stab La La"

The golden lightning hit the Minotaur, and the huge momentum and the magic power of the golden lightning instantly melted the monster into powder.

But the other fused demons ran out regardless, leaped into the air, and began to attack her.

"Come on! Come on you scum of demons!" Dassault roared through gritted teeth and started fighting these fusion demons again.

The two parties were already at war here, and the remaining four Seraphs no longer hesitated and joined the battle group with their weapons in hand.

Hermione felt a little strange, because this battle seemed to be a battle in which "the enemy deliberately cooperated with Seraph." When Dassault asked for a fight, they sent out demons to start the battle. No matter how you looked at it, it felt very awkward.

Moreover, the female demon who just stood up showed no worried expression at all. The magical aura on her body was still gradually increasing, and even her figure began to be shrouded in a faint red blood.

As a wizard, Hermione could feel the magical atmosphere around her becoming oppressive.