Don't confiscate my citizenship

The Phantom Love Poet noticed the magic card in the opponent's hand.

The distinctive texture makes it look both illusory and ethereal. The flow of lines on the card is like a living heartbeat, as if it is suspended on the edge of entity and non-entity.

She also gradually understood why she didn't have any magic cards she could use.

Even at the eighth level, her soul space was in a strange state, unable to bind any magic cards, and what the other party was holding was obviously a magic card given to her by someone else.

"Do you think you can defeat me with someone else's magic card?"

The Phantom Love Poet is very sure that this is a summoning card, and its rank is not high.

As long as the opponent dares to summon an ownerless summoned object, she can instantly make it lose control.

Moreover, no matter how weak her force is, she can still kill a low-level summon with one punch.

"..."

Lan Qi had a look of reluctance in his eyes and did not respond to her. He let go of his hand, and the magic card suddenly became shining.

It is very different from ordinary magic cards, more like entangled spirals. With the release of power, those spirals separate one after another and converge into a huge vortex.

The rune light around the maze corridor was bent, attracted, and even torn apart by the vortex.

After the vortex quickly stabilized, a hole opened in the center, revealing its true form - a huge wolf, surrounded by bright red runes like space-time faults, swimming on its dark and deep body.

The red lines on its body are like the force that created the world. Each line is flashing and breathing, like a crack connecting another dimension.

Regarding the appearance of this summoned creature, the Phantom Love Poet just smiled contemptuously.

Although she was unable to identify the specific attributes of the wolf for the time being, how could she be an eighth-level demon that a fourth-level summon could stop!

However, the next second, when the giant wolf's claws slammed towards the Phantom Love Poet, the Phantom Love Poet, who had originally planned to defeat it directly, suddenly let out a piercing scream.

The moment she touched the giant wolf, her eyes were filled with fear, and she felt as if her arms were about to be ignited and melted.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!"

The Phantom Love Poet covered his arms and immediately wanted to run back.

However, the giant wolf's body was too huge, and at this moment, it had already slapped its claws fiercely, until it pinned the phantom love poet to the ground.

"No! It hurts so much!!"

She struggled and tried to escape, but under the giant claws of the fusion wolf, her back was constantly being burned and melted, and she cried out in pain.

"Well, I'm afraid you don't even know that in addition to being a living being, you also have the attributes of a summoned object."

Lan Qi walked up to the Phantom Love Poet, looked down at her on the ground, and said sadly.

He never thought that one day he would have to fight to the death with the beloved poet.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

The gray-haired poet's voice trembled, tears squeezed out from her closed eyelids, and her cries almost became fragmented.

"I can only tear you up and exclude you from the trial."

Lan Qi wiped the corners of his eyes, looked away, and said.

He knew that no matter how pitiful the cunning demon of the Great Love Poet pretended to be, he was just crocodile tears. He could not trust her or be soft-hearted towards her, otherwise he would make a fatal mistake.

The gray-haired love poet desperately raised her head, feeling that the guy in front of her was particularly terrifying. Even though the effect of the other person's magic sound on emotions was much weaker than hers, and even before the mask was removed, she felt extremely frightened at this moment.

"I...I was wrong, don't do it!"

Every rapid breath of the gray-haired love poet seemed to be swallowing up her fragile courage. Her voice gradually became weak and could not be heard, except for intermittent sobs.

"Please let me go... I was really wrong!"

But Lan Qi didn't say much. The nuclear fusion wolf opened its huge mouth, and the phantom love poet was forcibly twisted and sealed, and finally turned into a magic card with dark petals engraved on it.

In a moment, this card that should not exist in the world disappeared and merged back into the magic of the negative five-layer maze barrier.

As the phantom poet of great love was sealed and disappeared completely, thunderous echoes erupted in the corridor.

Black clouds and dark blue lightning continued to gather, covering the figure with black hair and green eyes.

In the center of the labyrinth corridor, the originally rock-solid barrier magic began to fluctuate like ripples, as if some mysterious rule triggered all of this.

The flickering frequency of the curse seals on the surrounding walls became more rapid, and a layer of psychedelic mist enveloped it.

The tremendous magic power gathered in the sky not only has similar fluctuations to [Hopeless Extermination War], but is also deeper and more terrifying, like the original power of the supreme demon world.

A dark blue halo of light formed around the black-haired, green-eyed poet, and magic power gathered and weaved in the air. At the same time, dark blue lightning and lingering black mist suddenly rushed into his eyebrows.

As the magic continues to grow and take shape, others throughout the levels of the labyrinth's corridors feel a sense of oppression.

I don’t know what happened on the negative fifth floor.

Throughout the process, the poet of great love was guarded by an invisible force, and the surrounding space formed an isolated field.

Until a few breaths later, the light, shadow and magic power shrank rapidly, and finally condensed on the eyebrows of the great love poet, forming a dark blue mark——

【Mark of Hope】

[Category: Soul Imprint]

[Level: Orange Epic]

【Level: 1】

[Passive effect: All summons and familiars gain a small increase. 】

[Note: Approved by Hopeless Satya. 】

The beloved poet's closed eyes finally opened slowly, and his sight was still so calm.

Just for a moment, several superimposed translucent lights and shadows flashed through the depths of his pupils.

Those were the three marks he obtained. At this time, they were connected and combined to form a completely different magic circuit.

And the demonic aura on his body has truly undergone a transformation, which is especially strong at the moment when he opens his eyes. As long as it is occupied by his soul, even the body of the great love poet will show the characteristics of the great demon.

But soon, the aura of the great demon was once again covered up by camouflage magic.

"Without the trial of the ancestral land and the recognition of the contemporary demon king, will it become a 'nameless great demon clan'?"

Lan Qi felt the change and murmured to himself.

For the demons, the "nameless great demon" itself is a taboo existence, because even the great demons that the demons are unwilling to recognize are often more dangerous than the regular great demons.

The lack of a title means that he himself cannot give the title mark to other demons, and there is no difference in the others.

However, the reason why he will become a nameless great demon is mainly due to the times, not his own problem. He has always liked to follow the system.