Golden fireworks bloomed in the sky, and the golden brilliance was so dazzling in the last days when fireworks were extinct.

The fireworks bloomed one after another, and the light and heat were transmitted from the sky to the ground, and even with your eyes closed, you could feel the heat on your face.

If that level of heat were to happen directly on the ground, it would be enough to burn everyone around you, right?

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but the people who are illuminated by this golden light feel a strange warmth, just like standing in the sun in the middle of winter and drinking a large cup of hot drink and feeling the thousands of pores around the body open.

"Hmm......"

The golden light was so intense that K. Matt, who was still unconscious in the car, reacted somewhat.

Her body temperature began to rise, even after Mo Xie gave her the "red medicine", it didn't have such a big effect.

What is in this golden light?

Only Lin Ming can answer this question here.

"Hoo ......"

The figure of Lin Ming in the air for hundreds of meters was drowned out by the golden light, and his eyes, which had never been emotionless, showed a hint of joy for the first time at this time.

After burning a huge amount of spiritual power, his swelling soul body finally returned to its normal state, and at this moment, among the many fireballs he condensed, a pure golden fireball was finally born. It is surrounded by hundreds of impure brethren and inhabits the atrium like a moon of stars.

Lin Ming stretched out his hand to support this pure, fist-sized gold, his movements were gentle, and the golden luster was particularly gorgeous in his pure black eyes.

"I feel ......"

Lin Ming's joy is not because of the success of this technique, what he is happy with is the 'joy' itself.

It was like a shopaholic squandering money to buy goods, and after frantically exerting his mental power, Lin Ming got an indescribable pleasure from it.

"That's how my emotions are...... Why didn't you find it in the morning......"

Sighing softly, Lin Ming took one last look at the golden fireball floating in his hand.

This is the product of the second stage of fire magic, which is a synthetic magical element to put it bluntly, and the fireball of the first stage is at best the product of the violent friction of the air, and is not magical in nature.

Only the 'fireball technique' that contains the magic element can be considered complete, and only when the magic element is generated, this magic that belongs to fire has subsequent plasticity and greater growth.

However, the previous Lin Ming has never had enough strength to complete this step, because this step has a great failure rate, and once it fails, the lost spiritual power will not be returned.

Even with Linming's spiritual strength, he couldn't withstand several failures.

Because this whole process is similar to the fusion effect.

So, I don't know if it's the only fireball in this world made of magical elements was born, and its brilliance is so close to the sun.

However, Lin Ming didn't care how much of a memorial this fireball was, and after savoring the joy that was about to cool in his heart, he crushed the fireball.

The pure golden fireball scattered countless streamers, and it was created by Lin Ming, and it didn't hurt the hand that crushed it even a bit.

With the shattering of this fireball, all the fireballs around Lin Ming suffered the same fate.

Golden fireworks with what is probably the only remaining magical element in the world scattered from the sky of the photograph, like bits and pieces.

In the golden 'rain', Lin Ming slowly fell to the ground, and he with black hair and black eyes was lined with this rain, and there was no place on his body that was not sacred.

This is a situation that even those who believe in atheism again will be shaken.

Except for Irene.

"You devil ......"

When one person is happy, another person will suffer, and at this time, Erin, who has been stuffed with too much soul power, should really be in pain - no way, the only way that Lin Ming can use to transfer power at that time is this simplest and crudest method. In fact, this is also Erin's bad luck, if she hadn't deceived everyone herself, then those sacrifices wouldn't have died so early......

It's really unhappy under the cycle of cause and effect, but when will Lin Ming, who has created so much killing karma, usher in his own cause and effect?

So Irene, who fell to the ground at this time and was hugged by a certain clone, couldn't scold her mother even if she wanted to.

At this time, she felt that Lin Ming, who was bathed in golden light, was particularly unpleasant.

Sweat dripped down her forehead, and Erin was in pain every time she was experimented, but this time the pain didn't come from the flesh.

"What did you do to Erin?"

The only people here who dare to speak to Lin Ming in such a questioning tone are the ladies with the name 'Alice'.

"How dare you speak to the messenger of God like this!"

"O Divine Grace! This is the knight who triggered Divine Grace!

Most of the people present after this 'golden rain' have become fanatics, they have never believed in the existence of gods as much as they did at this moment, so the Alice clone who questioned Lin Ming immediately received a series of responses.

None of these responses were friendly, though.

"Mo Xie!"

But neither Alice nor his clones are the kind of people who give in easily, even after witnessing such a "sacred" scene.

More than the untouchable sacred, Alice cared more about the girl who fell in the arms of her replica.

"Don't worry, I've just instilled some strength in her, and if she doesn't feel like she can bear it, I can take it back. Lin Ming said casually, "Of course, if you want to atone for your sins, Erin, there is a person in that car waiting for your salvation." ”

Lin Ming lied, he couldn't do the only thing he could not do to regain the spiritual power he had lost, and the problem was not in the control of power, but in something more essential.

Anyway, he had already seen Erin's psychology through his own eyes.

"Big sister, carry me over. ”

Erin, who had collapsed into the clone's arms, whispered.

Her eyes had turned the same black as Linming's.