Chapter 920: Dogfight (Fourth Shift)
Fire.
Black fire, coming out of the cracks in the stones.
The fires looked dark red and eerie as if they came from hell, and every cluster of fire could burn anything they saw, even the stones were ignited.
Hula!
If you look down from the sky at this time, you can see that the building where Jiang Xiaobai and them are located is in the middle and west, with a radius of ten kilometers, and it has become a fire field.
At first, the flames were only the size of beans, and they became soaring into the sky.
The flames rushed into the air and converged together, forming several black fire dragons.
The dragons, as large as they were thousands of meters long and as small as one or two hundred meters, swept across, turning everything in their path to ashes, and even the marble-paved floors began to turn red and then melted.
I don't know how many ordinary people turned into flying ashes the moment the flames rose, and the entire Kronpahi had turned into a huge refining furnace.
"Tut-tut!"
Jiang Xiaobai leaned over and over again to watch the excitement, and was amazed while watching.
It's no wonder that the cultivation of the same realm, as long as the magician is given enough time, they will give you seconds every minute.
This kind of powerful magic is beyond the scope that ordinary people can imagine, the lethality is comparable to some small-yield nuclear weapons, and there is no radiation, it lasts for such a long time, and it burns cleanly, it is simply an excellent means of slaughtering the city and destroying the earth.
Jiang Xiaobai thought about when to pull La Thorne to the Oriental island country and put such a fire in Tokyo, it would be cool.
However, it is a bit dangerous to do so, and it is very likely to lure out the eight-headed snakes and three-tailed cats hidden in the deep mountains and mountains, and then I am afraid that they will run away.
"Boom, boom!"
Warwick knocked over a fish-man, dragged his head and twisted it, and pulled his head out along with the big fish bones in his body, which was very bloody and brutal.
"Tut-tut!" Jiang Xiaobai smacked his mouth and shook his head to watch him perform.
There are more than 200 Frankensteins in the Alchemist Society, and they have been surrounded and suppressed by werewolf gene warriors and dark mages, which has already lost more than half of them, on the other hand, on the side of Solomon Rothschild's allies, there are also some simple-minded, well-developed gene warriors who have been overturned, and ninjutsu has hardly changed compared to the beginning.
Lathorne brandished his staff and placed a wind spell at his feet, carrying him into the air slowly, surveying his surroundings.
Just as he lifted off a short time later, in the northwest direction, a pink missile dragged its tail flame and shot towards the center of the battlefield.
Above the missile, straddles a Frankenstein in a yellow leather suit.
"Found you, you're finally willing to show up, Galahad!" Lathorne smiled and gestured with his wand.
In the midst of the fire, the thickest dragon was commanded by Lathorne, roaring and charging towards Galahad.
"You're all going to die!"
Galahad jumped up from the missile, raised his arm, and threw out a white metal bottle.
The metal bottle exploded in midair, sending out a small puff of white powder.
To the astonishment, the fire dragon plunged headlong into the pile of powder, and its huge body crushed it, and then began to freeze.
However, in just seven or eight breaths, the fire dragon turned into an ice dragon.
Inside, there was a dark black flame blazing, and on the outside, there was a crystal clear crust of ice.
"Damn, it's even better than liquid nitrogen!" Jiang Xiaobai sighed.
This Galahad's appearance is also quite coquettish, coming by missile, and he is not afraid of being killed by his own missile halfway.
"Boom!"
The missile was fired on the ground, blowing up a shallow crater of more than 100 meters, and several unlucky genetic warriors in the middle of the pit were directly turned into ashes by the high temperature generated by the explosion.
Galahad leapt into mid-air, jumped on top of the dragon's head, looked down at Lathorne, and roared, "You're all going to die!"
However, handsome is only three seconds.
Warwick stepped back and kicked on the ground, and the whole person shot at Galahad like a black streamer.
"Boom!"
Galahad's body flew back upside down as if it had arrived.
However, to Jiang Xiaobai's surprise, even if he was hit like this, the yellow leather protective suit on Galahad's body was not cracked, and it seemed to be a treasure.
is worthy of being a believer in the alchemy demon god, and even the treasures are so peculiar.
Galahad crawled out of the rubble, shook the dust off his body, and stared at the pursuing Warwick, who was flung at a metal bottle.
"Bang!"
The metal bottle exploded, and a pink soap-like object wrapped around Warwick.
Warwick's body turned in the air, trying to dodge Galahad's soap attack, but he couldn't fully dodge because he rushed too fast.
One of his feet was glued to pink soap foam.
When the soap foam touched Warwick's flesh, it suddenly shrank and froze, sealing one of his feet inside.
Hands were raised, and black smoke continued to erupt from the cuffs of his hazmat suit.
As soon as these black gases come into contact with the air, they make a "snort" sound, as if even the air can corrode away.
A drop of water that had absorbed the black gas fell to the ground, and in an instant, a large hole more than half a meter deep and two meters in diameter appeared on the ground.
This effect is definitely a hundred or a thousand times more powerful than the strengthened aqua regia.
Warwick, the wolf king, had one foot sealed, and he was slightly shocked, but he didn't pull his foot out of the puddle of pink foam, and when this thing solidified, it looked like it was made of diamond, no, harder than diamond. ,
Seeing that the black gas was about to be sprayed on his body, this kind of black gas, even if Warwick was stained, would definitely not be pleased, and might be turned into a pool of blood.
Warwick roared, stomping his other foot on the solidified foam, using the force of the shock to pull his foot out.
However, his movements were still a little slower, and Warwick's tail was grazed by black gas.
Only the sound of "snort" was heard, and the hair on Warwick's tail instantly bald, revealing the pink and tender tail inside.
", it's like a freshly filled sausage!" Jiang Xiaobai thought in his heart, almost laughing out loud.
Warwick glanced back at his tail, then turned back, his glasses narrowed, and stared at Galahad.
Before the beast attacks, it will generally lurk quietly, wait for the opportunity, and then pounce and kill, choking the throat of the prey, so the lurking beast is the most terrifying.
At this time, Warwick was in this state, his eyes were fixed on Galahad, and he already regarded him as a prey to kill.
Tail, but the pride of the werewolf clan, Galahad dared to hurt his tail.
"Roar!"
Warwick howled.
With the wolf's roar, a phantom of a blood moon appeared in midair.
In the next second, the wolf king attacked, and a black lightning bolt shot towards Galahad......
(End of chapter)