With the most troublesome guy dealt with, Julius felt a lot more relaxed.
He did not relax his vigilance. There should be another old man in a black robe in this hall.
But when he scanned the surroundings, he found that the old man in the black robe was gone.
Fortunately, the demon's flame attack did not distinguish between friend and foe, so the old man in the black robe did not dare to attack Julius. If his spell accidentally hit the demon, it was hard to say whether the demon would change its target.
But when Julius dealt with the demon and was now exhausted, it should have been the best time for him to deal with Julius, but he disappeared.
Julius was not happy because of this. He would rather the old man stay here. In this way, he could deal with the old man together. At least no one would immediately ask for help and bring more people.
Just thinking about the possibility of a bunch of black robes appearing next, Julius felt his scalp tingle.
Since the other black robe had left, he now had a chance to catch his breath.
He sat down on the ground and threw the sword hilt to the side. This thing was already useless. If he took it back and added another piece of iron, he might as well throw it away. No one would be willing to deal with this kind of thing that had already been melted into a lump of iron. It would be troublesome to melt it into molten iron in the furnace.
Julius, who sat down, gasped for breath. The flames on his body had been extinguished. Without the cover of the flames, there were only a few pieces of cloth left on his body, which could not even cover the important places.
But with his current appearance, even if a young girl in love saw him, it probably would not cause a scream … She would only scream in panic.
Julius's whole body was not intact now. His whole body looked like a piece of coal, but he was still alive.
If Julius could see what he looked like at this time, he would probably be surprised that he was still alive. With his current appearance, as long as he lay motionless on the ground, no one would doubt whether he was still alive or not. He could not be more dead than he already was.
But he was not dead. There was a corpse beside him that was now motionless.
After he relaxed, the pain seemed to have returned to Julius.
He felt that his skin had been cut open, and there was no part of his body that did not hurt. This feeling reminded him of the days when his skin was cracked by the waves under the cape. Now, this feeling was even more intense. This was not seawater that was as cold as a cold knife. If Julius had to choose between seawater and fire, he would rather return to the sea and soak in it for a few more days.
In addition to the pain, Julius could not help but want to scratch the layer of black skin on his body. However, when his fingers touched the skin, the pain made him unable to do it. It was too painful.
When Julius got a chance to catch his breath, the old man in the black robe walked quickly through the passage.
When he saw Julius plunge the sword into the devil's body, he turned around and left the scorching hell.
The indiscriminate attacks of the demons were one of the reasons, and the tenacity displayed by Julius also made him feel a trace of fear.
This was definitely not an ordinary kid. It was impossible for a kid to endure such high temperature at such a close distance.
What was even more exaggerated was that even if the iron sword was melted, his body of flesh and blood was not burned to ashes, but turned into flames together with it.
This was definitely not a normal thing. The old man in the black robe chose to avoid it for the time being.
Instead of facing the strange boy himself, he cautiously chose to call his other companions back and wait for more people to come back to deal with these strange rats with him.
He was not worried that Julius would escape. His tracking spell was still in effect. Even if there was only one small light ball left, Julius would not be able to get rid of it. Or rather, if there was only one light ball left, the old man in the black robe could better concentrate on locating his position.
He had already left the hall and did not see the end of the battle, but he could feel that the demon's aura had disappeared. The scream also reached his ears. It could not be Julius' voice, it could only be the demon's.
As for his young companions, he did not think they could be saved.
He walked quickly in the passage, already thinking about leaving this dangerous place first. There were too many unexpected accidents, and he was worried that in addition to the two rats — or maybe not just rats — there were other things that had followed the water to this place.
If it really came to a critical moment, he might have to use his trump card and leave this place immediately …
However, if he acted too cautiously, he would be timid. He did not want his evaluation to become worse. That would not be a good thing for an old man like him.
It was not too difficult to tell others that something had happened here. He just needed to spread the news.
The old man in the black robe walked quickly, opened the magic book in his hand, and touched one of the pages with his finger …
Then he felt a pain in his throat, and a liquid gushed out of his throat. The liquid flowed back into his mouth. It was warm and had a sweet taste, but this sweet taste was a little fishy. What came out of his throat was blood.
He coughed a few times, and blood spurted out of his mouth and landed on his black robe.
He wanted to make a sound, but with his throat pierced, he could only make syllables that could not form words. This meant that he could not use spells.
He wanted to use the scrolls and spells that he had prepared long ago, but then he found that the little magic he had left was quickly draining away, just like the blood in his body.
He covered his mouth, looked down, and saw something coming out of his throat.
It looked like a cane. The front end was not sharp, but it pierced through his throat, not giving him any time to react.
He also had some protective items on him, so this should not be the result.
"Why did you run away?"
He heard a young girl's voice from behind him. "That kid is already exhausted. You just need to spend a little more effort and you'll be able to subdue him … Or you can just kill him.
But unfortunately, you chose to run away. Maybe you think this is a show of caution, but I don't like to see this development, especially when you have plans to call other friends. "
The old man in the black robe wanted to say something, but he could no longer speak, and the blood and magic in his body were quickly draining away.
"Goodbye, old man. Rest with your companions."
The old man in the black robe blacked out and lost consciousness.