Looking at the dense evil eyes, looking at the yellow protective mask disappearing into thin air, people petrified again.

  Shocking, it's really too shocking!

  In an instant, the land was destroyed and the protective cloak transformed into a shield. Except for the mage's forbidden spell, the holy knight's surprise attack, and the sword saint's full-strength strike, no one could have imagined that there was still someone with such terrifying attacking power. However, Yang Ling's summoned evil eye did it, and a group of magic beasts known as the worst of the worst easily accomplished it.

  No one expected that the naturally lazy Evil Eye could produce such a neat and consistent simultaneous shot. Even more unexpected was that this trash-like, mediocre monster, Evil Eye, had such terrifying attack power and destructive power.

  "Hiss, an ancient summoner?"

  Looking at the dense evil eyes, the black-robed old man unexpectedly widened his eyes and said: "Interesting, the ancient summoner who disappeared for thousands of years has reappeared, the ancient seal is seen again, this small town is getting more and more interesting!"

  As the black-robed elder said this, the enchanting Merileis gazed thoughtfully at Yang Ling in the arena. The ancient summoner's strength was formidable, and legend had it that one person could single-handedly challenge an entire Iron Armor Army. As long as there were magical beasts present, whether in forests, swamps or oceans, they were all sources of their power.

  The mainland is now surging with dark currents, and the Dark Mages are being struck down by the Church's full force. If they can win over a powerful Ancient Summoner and form an alliance with his family, it would undoubtedly be greatly beneficial to the disadvantaged Dark Magic Guild.

  "Master, when necessary, let the disciple take action!" Merills whispered to the black-robed old man beside him, and as a dark sorcerer, he was most aware of the terror of the Snake Witch's Blood Scepter.

  Yang Ling, although an ancient summoner, apparently hasn't been out for long. Otherwise, he wouldn't have summoned a large group of evil eyes to assist him in battle. If Amelia risked everything to attack him, she would absolutely be on the road to death.

  After a moment of contemplation, the old man in black nodded silently. Although Yang Ling was not worth mentioning, the family behind him was not to be underestimated. Every ancient summoner family could be said to be a terrifying high-level demon army. Saving Yang Ling would mean that his family owed him a great favor, making future cooperation much smoother.

  The earth guardian's cloak couldn't withstand the intense attack of the evil eye, and neither could Kyraff's heavy armor, which was also top-tier equipment. Emilia, although barely surviving the evil eye's relentless assault, was left battered and bruised, her body covered in bloodstains.

  Relying on the Blood Spirit War Boots, Yimia narrowly dodged the dense bullet rain of evil eyes and bit her finger, dripping fresh blood onto the Snake Demon's Blood Staff. In an instant, the staff emitted a cloud of black air. As he chanted in a trance-like tone, the black air grew thicker and soon expanded into a glowing pool. From within, bursts of heart-pounding roars echoed out, as if some ferocious beast was about to charge out, eerily mysterious.

  "Haha, this guy finally can't hold it in anymore!" Feeling the familiar dark magic, the old man in black suddenly opened his eyes and stared tightly at the eerie snake demon staff.

  At the same time, as they gazed at the increasingly large black light mass, and listened to the faint roar, people were shocked and lost color. Even some seasoned mercenaries sensed unprecedented danger, and subconsciously retreated backwards. Others followed suit, including the black-robed strategist Gud, who ordered his family's warriors to quickly fall back.

  "Heavens, such a powerful dark magic! Could it be... the Dark Holy Artifact?" The masked mage Michelle was shocked and pale, feeling the terrifying dark magic gathering in Emilia's staff.

  In great surprise, Temple Knight Crus raised the long spear in his hand, "Mishelle, absolutely do not make any rash moves, quickly summon the nearby Vatican warriors and mages!"

  Facing the unknown danger, Cruz subconsciously activated the surging Dou Qi within his body. In an instant, the Xuan Tie Long Gun in his hand turned a deep red. At the same time, Michelle nervously whispered incantations and soon, a six-pointed star magic array appeared beside her, urgently summoning nearby Temple Knights and mages.

  Outside, people were terrified, and inside, Yang Ling felt an unprecedented pressure. After a gust of cold wind passed, the evil eyes cried out in terror, and with just their animal instincts, they sensed an unprecedented danger.

  "Hah, you damned summoner, next year at this time will be your funeral day, go die!" Gnashing her teeth, Imiya waved her right hand and instantly, a monster covered in flames emerged from the dark air.

  "Good heavens, a Bathor demon!" Meriel stared fixedly at the monster engulfed in flames. The Snake Witch's staff was indeed a dark sacred artifact, easily summoning such a terrifying creature as the Bathor demon.

  Ahh...

  With a roar, the Bat Demon casually flung out a large piece of flame and followed closely like the wind to pounce on Yang Ling. The scorching high temperature, the unpredictable flames, and the soaring killing intent all made people's hearts tremble with fear, their scalps numb.

  Under the flash of dodging, the slow-moving Evil Eye suffered heavy losses, with over a hundred being burned to ashes in an instant. At the same time, the Bat Demon, despite its tall and sturdy body, was even faster than Emilia who wore the Blood Spirit War Boots, easily dodging the dense hail of bullets from the Evil Eyes with quick left and right movements. The Evil Eyes were like cannons shooting at mosquitoes, laboring in vain.

  As the Batto demon approached step by step, Emiya laughed triumphantly and her warriors followed with cheers. The ordinary townspeople, however, were so tense that they didn't dare to breathe, and every step of the Batto demon tightened their nerves.

  After counterattacking the evil eyes several times, Yang Ling saw that they not only couldn't pose a threat to the Bat Demon, but also suffered heavy losses. He gritted his teeth and simply put them all away. The unicorn with fully recovered injuries was summoned out, while he himself quickly flashed to one side.

  *sigh*...

  After dodging the scorching flames, the unicorn let out a loud roar and released a purple lightning bolt as thick as a washbasin. It landed squarely on the forehead of the Bathory demon. Caught off guard, the Bathory demon's body trembled, its bright red fur standing on end, making it look like a gigantic, fire-red porcupine from afar.

  "Oh my god, an eighth-tier advanced magical beast, a unicorn!" As they gazed at the snow-white unicorn, people burst into astonished cries, and even Meriel, who was just about to intervene, was no exception. No one could have expected that Yang Ling actually had an eighth-tier battle pet.

  "Haha, interesting, getting more and more interesting! " The old man in black nodded his head in approval as he looked at the unicorn fighting alongside Barto's devil, then glanced at Yang Ling who was cleverly hiding to one side.

  Under Yang Ling's command, the unicorn launched a fierce attack on the Batto demon engulfed in flames. Thick snake-shaped lightning bolts struck continuously, forming a dazzling web of electricity that shot straight for the opponent's forehead, eyes, and heart.

  The Bat Devil was agile and fast, but compared to the Unicorn, it was far inferior. It couldn't catch up no matter how hard it chased, its attacks were ineffective, and it couldn't dodge the Unicorn's attacks either. Every time, it could only withstand the basin-sized purple lightning bolts, being killed by the Unicorn without any chance of fighting back.

  Although his skin is thick and rough, the forehead is the only weakness of the Bator Demon, and it is also the source of his power. After being hit by the unicorn's heavy blow, he was dizzy and staggering, and the flames on his body were also getting weaker and weaker. Finally, with the unicorn's powerful blow, he fell down softly.

  "Great, too good!"

  "Yeebilis, beat him to death!"

  .....

  As the unicorn quickly turned defeat into victory, people cheered wildly. At the same time, Imia's claws and teeth lost their luster, and she tucked her tail in with a greyish hue. As for Imia on the field, her face was ashen pale, gritting her teeth. Her eyes were uncertain, seemingly stunned, yet also seemed to be hesitating about something.