The magma flowed uncontrollably, the heat wave rolled in, and in an instant, the entire dead space was like a purgatory on earth.

The screams of the beasts were endless.

Although this is not the first time that Gordon has been in the [Molten Heart] state and used lava breath, it is the first time that he has targeted so many enemies at once.

And in terms of power, there are stronger individuals to compare, and the actual combat effect of the breath makes it stunned.

"The temperature of more than 2,000 degrees is almost half the temperature of the sun. ”

Gordon looked at the scene of destruction he had caused, and was a little staggered, after all, even the maximum breath temperature of most adult red dragons was no more than 1,000 degrees Celsius, and it directly doubled to 2,000 degrees Celsius.

Moreover, you must know that Gordon is still in the stage of infancy, in other words, it is still a child, the kind whose potential has not yet been fully developed, God knows when he grows up.

Isn't the temperature of its breath shoulder to shoulder with the surface temperature of the sun?

You know, the last young dragon to reach this temperature was a red dragon with an iron jaw that likes to walk on two legs.

Thinking of this, Gordon pulled those balls of light a little faster, and it was now like an old farmer harvesting millet in the rice field in the autumn, stubble after stubble.

It's just that what makes it a little depressed is that most of the beast people's bodies are first-order and second-order talent light balls.

For it at the moment, the gain is not particularly large.

But it's not small, after all, most of its current talents are second-order talents, and now it can rush a few important talents to the third order, so Gordon's depression didn't last long, and it was filled with satisfaction.

After all, if a beast of five hundred people wants to produce a fourth-order professional, I am afraid that it is one in a hundred, and the lower third-order is about the same, and their number will not exceed half a hundred.

Most of the others are generally in the second order, or even the first order.

However, because of the curse of the beasts, there was no situation like in the Blue Rose Manor.

In other words, none of them are empty!

Although it's only a first-order talent, it's better than nothing, not to mention, it's not bad to wait until later to add points to others.

A dazzling array of light came one after another, and the power of Gordon's body became more and more violent, like a storm, sweeping the entire space.

After all, the only ones who can stop Gordon are those beasts with a fireproof enchantment, and the collapse of this group of resistance teams means that this war is over.

Watching their flesh and blood float in the red-hot magma, Gordon smiled as he looked at the beasts who had retreated to the corners of the space.

Among them, the nezumi warlock who had just cast the spell was also among them, and its composure just now was completely gone, and instead it was pale that the firelight could not save it.

For no other reason, it ran out of spells!

Although the Warlock does not need to prepare spells, it also has a limit on the number of spells it can cast, and it has cast several spells in succession against the enemy just now, but it has had little effect.

Because the strongest spell was used up at the beginning, so that now the combat power is missing.

This is the common problem of spellcasters, the kind that is helpless.

Even the Arcanists of Netheril, who claim to have no spell slot restrictions, still need an energy called Arcane as a casting condition, which means that they also have a limit on the number of spells they can cast.

"Damn, if, ...... then"

The nezumi warlock looked at the huge fire dragon covered in molten fire, and blurted out the chagrin in his heart.

If it is given another chance, this war, they beasts will definitely not end so badly!

More than 500 beasts, like chickens powerless, were wantonly slaughtered by this predator.

But in the end, it still recognizes the reality.

Hurriedly raised his hand and said loudly to the black dragon covered in flames.

"Mighty True Dragon, we admit defeat! I can pay a generous ransom in exchange for our lives!"

At this point, it didn't care how many allies and kindreds the dragon had killed, and whether it would be a humiliation for the master to throw himself at the other weak true dragon as a servant of the Dark Queen, but survival was the number one goal at the moment.

"Maybe it's a good thing, and the Cuifeng Valley will be mine in the future!"

As the nezumi warlock waited for Gordon's reply, its mind began to be cranky, and even reverie, this result seemed acceptable, but it didn't think of a reason for Gordon's refusal, after all, in everyone's opinion, dragons prefer treasure to killing.

Even if the red dragon is quite unreasonable, if you can prove your worth in front of it, you can become a lucky person who looks directly at the red dragon and survives under it.

This is especially true of the other evil dragons, who can restrain their killing as long as they bring wealth to the dragons.

But what the nezumi warlock didn't expect was that when the real dragon heard the very tempting word of reward, he didn't stop walking for a moment, and ignored its words, as if he had never heard it.

This startled the nezumi warlock.

Soon, what it feared most became a reality.

The magma-bathed fire dragon, its huge body blocked the last beasts behind the corners of the space.

Its hideous head bowed slightly, and a cruel smile still hung on the corner of its mouth, and it returned to dark red vertical pupils looking at the "wealth" in front of it, full of greed.

The scorching snort caused ripples in the shallow layers of lava that filled the ground.

Then, the sound of thunder came.

"No, I refuse! Death is your destination!"

"Resist! Resist! You have no way to live!"

The indifferent voice shattered the last hope of many beasts.

"No!

"I don't want to die!"

The rat-man warlock in the beast crowd also sat on the hot ground after hearing this, and its current appearance was no different from that of other beasts, except that the robes were more elaborate, nothing else, they were all the same.

It was filled with disbelief when it heard Gordon's words.

"How could the dragon not like wealth?

It swallowed the bitter saliva in its throat and watched as the sharp claws from the True Dragon reaped one life after another in the last beastly crowd.

It still couldn't understand why there were true dragons in the world who didn't love wealth, especially young dragons who were most enthusiastic about building nests and collecting treasures.

But in the end, it closed its eyes, allowing the fiery claws to rip through its body.

And Gordon also took this ball of light that shimmered with silver into his arms.

......

Finally, Gordon tore the last blood-red strange werewolf with one claw, and there was no living thing in the dead space except for Gordon and his team members.

"Whew, it's over!"

Gordon canceled the berserk, and it exhaled deeply.

Tiredness, sleepiness, soreness...... The aftermath of the battle came flooding back.

After all, even if it has the blessing of [High Endurance], and its recovery power is more durable than that of ordinary young dragons, it can't stand the crowd, and there are so many people at once, who can stand it.

However, happiness and pain coexist, and when Gordon opened his personal adagio and looked at the dense data information, some mental fatigue suddenly disappeared.

Instead, slow momentum.

This time, I think I can advance to the teenage stage, right?

Gordon thought, and he kept absorbing and decomposing these absorbed talents.

It's boring, but it's motivating.