"It's the Spirit of Thunder," Willy said, gasping, "It was 'provoked' by the attack of the white-robed 'spirit', and unfortunately, we seem to be the one it is ready to vent its anger." ”

Even the dwarf, who had been most eager to fight the spirit of thunder and lightning before, couldn't help but feel a deep shock when he saw the ball of light suspended in the air, which was brighter than the sun—the battle axe, which was already close to the peak of his mortal power, could clearly sense the terrifying energy contained in that ball of light, and he had no doubt that once this energy exploded, it would be enough to produce an explosion ten times more violent than before. It was only then that Tomahawk believed what Rhaegar had said about the monster: in terms of the energy in his body alone, even if he added them up, he would definitely not be able to compare to the existence in front of him, and if the other party really 'mastered' to fight and destroy, there was no doubt that this would be the hardest battle they had ever encountered.

"Damn little bugs!" The thunderbolt spirit used the vibration of the air to simulate a sound that echoed like thunder over the jungle, "How dare you!" Several bolts of lightning thicker than the big 'legs' fell from the sky and fell down on the people below, and everywhere they passed, the ionized air shimmered like a rainbow, brilliant and mysterious.

The invisible magic shield appeared above everyone, resisting the attack in time, and immediately turned into a rain of light with lightning, and then, dozens of energy arrows slashed a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant, appearing below the spirit of thunder and lightning.

"It seems that I underestimated you," the Lightning Spirit laughed, letting the arrows of light 'shoot' into his energy structure as if unaffected, "but it's more interesting, I believe that your strength is enough to keep you going until the end of all punishments—I haven't encountered a creature like this in thousands of years." ”

Countless lightning flashes appeared in different directions in its laughter, quickly constructing a huge lightning cage, and then quickly converging towards the center, trapping everyone inside.

"Don't be in a hurry, we have time. The Lightning Spirit said that the destruction of its homeland and its own injuries from the surprise attack had enraged the existence that had dominated the Forgotten Jungle for countless years, although it was clear that the creatures in front of it were probably not the culprits of the attack, and after scanning the entire jungle to make sure that only these outsiders were the only ones, it did not hesitate to choose them as the targets of its anger.

"Now let's try the first course. The spirit of thunder and lightning shouted, and countless small insects flew out of the ground and attacked people. These insects that usually live underground, only grow wings and fly into the air during estrus, and under the influence of magic, they have completed at least a year of life evolution in just a few seconds, and according to the habits inherited from countless generations, they must be nourished before ***, and the companions who are enclosed in the cage are excellent supplements. Flickering wings, bugs from the underground, feeding on rocks and lava, flew overwhelmingly to their prey.

A biting chill appeared in the air without warning, and in the blink of an eye, the temperature inside the lightning cage dropped by at least fifty degrees. Even wild bears, which live in the northern ice fields all year round, can hardly bear this sudden cooling, and the insects that like to soak in warm lava as they walk through the ground cannot stand it, and before they get close to their friends, they fall from the sky like raindrops, and when they fall to the ground, they are frozen into ice.

"Very good ability," the Thunderbolt Spirit exclaimed, "but that doesn't change your fate, it's the second course now!"

A crack suddenly appeared silently on the ground, a thick, long crack that split the entire cage in two right in the middle, and instantly, countless humanoids wrapped in hot lava jumped out of the crack and rushed towards their companions from all directions.

Magma Walkers, another species of creatures that live in the underworld, are truly terrifying to those who know them well for their innate habit of laying eggs in other creatures and then burrowing out of their bodies after eating the host's internal organs, and because of this, they rarely kill their prey on the spot.

"They're mine!" the battleaxe, ashamed of its fear of the Lightning Spirit, leaped out from among its companions, its massive double-bladed axe slamming into the magma walkers like a whirlwind, the wheel-like axe cutting off at least five monsters on the first contact.

Magma Walkers are born with stony skin, and their bodies can be repaired countless times as long as lava is present, but in the face of the Kroll Axe and the battle axe, which has mastered its secrets, this vaunted repair ability is completely useless, and all the magma walkers who are cut down are killed on the spot. This terrifies the remaining monsters - they are only summoned to hunt prey for breeding, the summoning contract is not enforced, and it is not what they want to die in the face of a strong enemy. After a brief discussion, before the tomahawk could launch a second attack, all the magma walkers turned into flowing lava and quickly flowed into the cracks in the ground, and the next moment, the huge cracks slowly closed together.

"Your first two dishes aren't tasty," the dwarf looked at the lightning spirit above, "at best, it's only at the level of a ninth-rate restaurant, and I'm disappointed that so." ”

"We still have something to play," the Thunderbolt Spirit's voice was a little 'yin' cold, and the words of the tomahawk 'provoked' it again, "it was just an appetizer." "The surging energy was 'stirring' and 'swinging' around it, and countless primordial energies were surging towards the thunder and lightning spirit like a 'tide' of water, and the brightness of the light ball increased tenfold in a short period of time.

"There's something I have to tell you," Rhaegar said to Northon beside him, "I'm sorry. ”

"What?" Northon looked at his mentor in bewilderment, but he quickly understood what he meant—Rhaegar suddenly reached out with lightning and grabbed him by the waist, then hurled him into the sky with a thunderbolt spirit.

Incomparable anger welled up in Norsen's heart, although he had already made up his mind that if he had the opportunity, he would not hesitate to stab his mentor from behind for greater benefit, and at the moment of betrayal, he felt more indignation, in addition to a trace of incomprehension - in the face of such a powerful enemy as the Thunder and Lightning Spirit, a tenth-order mage like him was undoubtedly a powerful help, and he would not weaken his own power in order to eliminate dissidents at such a time. Trying his best to mobilize the magic power in his body, Nuothon began to prepare his most powerful spell at any cost, and in order to save his life, he could no longer care about hiding his strength.

The vast 'spirit' divine power extended out of Nuosen's body and spread out in all directions, and countless primordial energies were captured by the 'elf' divine power at the first time, and then, these primordial energies began to be arranged and combined in an orderly manner like a conscripted soldier, and in just half a second, all the primordial energies would be organized and turned into powerful magic.

Something that frightened Northon happened at this moment: when all the primordial energy was organized and was about to be 'shot' out, as a wave of 'wave' came out from the depths of his soul, the 'essence' divine energy that was originally as easy to use as his arm suddenly began to 'disorder'. This disorder suddenly affected those original energies, and the orderly structure was broken, and the original energies that fell back into 'chaos' and 'chaos' collided with each other, repelling each other, and in the process burst out with tremendous energy - at this moment, the spell that Rhaegar had cast decades ago to prevent North's betrayal finally came into play.

"No!" Nothan shouted, looking in horror at the dazzling white light that spread around him at high speed, and his entire body was completely engulfed by the light in the next moment.

This magic called reductionism was created by Northon himself, and its function is to restore everything it touches to the state it was in when 'chaos' was not opened, and as a killer spell, it is enough to make a forbidden mage disappear forever without warning. Now, after losing control, Northen has become its first and last victim.

However, this is only the first step in a chain reaction. When the terrifying energy wiped out Nuosen's body and continued to 'advance' towards his soul, the 'wave' movement that came from the depths of his soul met with it in the air, which immediately caused a more violent reaction, and Nuoson's soul began to burn, providing a greater energy supply for the reduction, and the range and effect of this spell increased more than ten times, and the entire lightning cage was completely shrouded in the white light of 'agitation' and 'swing'.

"It's now!" Rhaeggar, who had protected his companions with a magic shield, suddenly came to Haim's side and reused his old trick while applying defensive magic to the latter, throwing the 'elf' spirit out of the shield, but this time in the direction of the cage. "Get out of here," he said with some kind of magic to keep the voice from being heard, "find the crystal of the Thunderbolt Spirit and destroy it, and we'll entangle it." Don't be stupid, only the Sword of Kings can do this, and if you don't go, we will all die here. ”

Haim's body paused slightly, and then the arrow flew into the nearby bushes, and with the natural agility of the 'elf' spirit, his figure quickly disappeared from sight.

All of this happened in a matter of seconds, and when the Thunderbolt Spirit finally managed to break free from the infestation of white light and stabilize itself higher in the sky, he realized that the cage he had laid had broken at some point, and there was already one less prisoner in it.

"Where has he gone?" roared the Spirit of Lightning, his instincts unsettling him about his opponent's disappearance, "I'm going to put all of you in a dilemma!" Endless pressure poured in on his companions from all sides, trapping them in the middle once more.

"Tell me where he's going," the voice of the Thunderbolt Spirit came from the air, "I can choose to take you lightly, or you will have to suffer tenfold." ”

"I want to say something to you," Rhaegar suddenly raised his head and said to the orb of light controlled by his soul fragment, "You talk too much nonsense. ”