() The Song of the Red Flame fell to the ground with a "snapping" sound.

Vane was covered in bone spurs and motionless, blood running down his falling palms and dripping onto the Song of the Red Flame. Strangely, when the drops of blood touched the staff's surface, they vanished as if they had evaporated.

"Ho ......" Seeing Vane covered in blood, the Lord of the Wasteland let out a terrifying laugh again.

Perhaps to confirm that Vane was dead, or perhaps to vent his resentment, the Lord of the Wasteland condensed several bone spears in front of him. These bone spears were much thicker than the previous ones, like the forearms of an adult.

Vane's head still hung limply, blood dripping from his face. At this moment, the song of the red flame on the ground moved, emitting a faint light.

The bone staff in the Lord of the Wasteland swung forward, and suddenly the bone spears were fired in unison, breaking through the cold wind and screaming towards Vane.

"Smack!" The song of the Red Flame suddenly flew upwards and landed on Vane's right hand. Vane's fingers were still hanging down, and the staff seemed to be glued to his hand.

A crimson flame ignited, instantly spreading from the staff to Vane's body.

Several bone spears came in an instant, piercing Vane's body in an instant. No, if you look closely, the bone spear did not pierce Vane's body, but continued to shatter or melt on the surface of his body from the beginning of the spearhead, turning into white dust and dissipating.

Soon, the bone spears that pierced Vane's body were all severed until they disappeared without a trace.

"Whew. Vane fell from the wall. He fell to his knees on one knee and propped himself up on the ground with his right hand.

Flames, crimson flames spread out in all directions. The sand melts and the ground cracks.

Vane slowly stood up and walked forward step by step with the Song of the Red Flame in his hand. His left eye was a blur of flesh, and the pupil of his right eye was bloody, like a raging beast.

The Lord of the Wasteland seemed to have taken things by surprise, and his terrifying jaws moved, and he slowly spoke, "You are the most tenacious human I have ever met, but unfortunately that's all there is to it. ”

An eerie incantation sounded, and the voice was filled with the smell of death.

Vane paused. Near the skeletal fragments were pillars of bone the size of a bowl, thick at the bottom and thin at the top, bent forward at the top, and stood densely around Vane, forming a bony cage.

The bone dungeon looked much thicker and denser than the previous bone spear, and Vane swung the song of the Red Flame in his hand hard, leaving only a deep mark on the bones, but not breaking them.

Vane snorted, a hint of disdain flashing across his mouth. The fireball spell erupted from the Song of the Red Flame and slammed into the bone dungeon. "Smack!" The two adjacent pillars of bone shattered and turned into powder.

Soon a large gap had been opened in the bone prison in front of him. Just as Vane was about to emerge from the prison, a low roar was heard in the air, a low voice that seemed to come from the abyss, exuding the smell of decay and death.

Vane looked up, and not far away, a blue-gray dragon was suspended in the air for more than ten meters. The dragon's body was rotten, but it was shrouded in a faint chill, and the few remaining carrion bones were exposed. It flapped its huge wings, and the wind around it suddenly blew fiercely, and the sand and rocks flew away.

It's a bone dragon. Bone dragons are very powerful undead creatures, they are often transformed from dead dragons and can be summoned by powerful corpse witches. Although the bone dragon cannot be compared to the dragon, it is still very powerful, and it is one of the top existence among the undead creatures.

What was in front of him was not an ordinary bone dragon, but a frost dragon. Its body was shrouded in a faint chill, and in its belly was a faint glow of something pale blue, the core of frost, the crystallization of energy formed by the death of the blue dragon.

"Can you finally do something challenging? The corners of Vane's mouth opened slightly, and he muttered to himself.

"Human, feel the power of the Lord of the Wasteland......!" the Corpse Witch King laughed maniacally as he had completed the Frost Dragon's summoning. Maybe it was the summoning technique that consumed too much mental power, and his voice sounded a little weak.

The Frost Dragon had already woken up at this time, and it raised its head and exhaled a cold breath, and a large cloud of ice mist immediately formed in front of it. You can imagine what will become if you are sprayed by this kind of cold air, or what kind of ice sculpture it will become.

Vane chanted the incantation quickly, but the Frost Dragon's attack was much faster, and a series of ice mist spat out of its bone-white mouth at such speed that it was like a cannonball coming at Vane.

Vane bent his legs slightly, and jumped backwards in place, nimble as a snow hare. The next moment, the frost breath sprayed on the ground beneath Vain's feet, making a "creaking" sound, and the ground quickly condensed into a thick layer of ice.

Vane kept spelling in his mouth, and before his body could hit the ground, a huge fireball had already rushed towards the frost dragon. The Frost Dragon's next breath had already erupted, and a large expanse of ice mist roared with shattered ice to meet the fireball.

"Bang!" the fireball collided with the ice mist, making an explosion sound. The fireball shattered and turned into countless tiny flames that drifted away in the cold wind, and the ice mist was not much better, and the only remaining thin ice mist had been burned by the flames on his body before it reached Vane.

"Come again!" Vane's crimson eyes glowed with excitement. He kept talking, chanting faster and faster, and the spells became stranger and stranger.

Fireballs erupted from the top of the staff in quick succession, like cannonballs. The Frost Dragon's attack was fast, but it couldn't block so many fireballs.

Explosions continued to sound from the frost dragon. Although the fireball was insignificant compared to the Frost Dragon's size, the barrage of attacks still made it a little painful. The Frost Dragon roared and flew upwards, taking a deep breath, the Frost Core in its belly brightening.

The temperature of the air dropped suddenly, and even the flames on Vane's body weakened. The sky became instantly clear, and a strong wind began to blow around you, and large snowflakes fell from the sky as far as you could see. The howling wind whipped up snowflakes and raged wildly, and the entire ruins were plunged into a blizzard.

As a top-level magic, Blizzard has a large range and strong destructive power, and can easily destroy a small town, and has been listed as a forbidden spell by the Wizards' Guild. In the history of mankind in Akanster, there has been a tragedy in which a magician froze the human body of a small town to death in order to avenge his personal revenge.

The Frost Dragon's blizzard may not be as powerful as the Blue Dragon, but it's still incredibly powerful. Vane was half-kneeling with a painful face, the Red Flame Song in his hand propped up on the ground, and his body gradually became numb......

The entire ruins were frozen tightly, and even the Lord of the Wasteland was not spared. It's just that he seems to have been prepared, and the black flames helped him melt a large area of ice and snow.

The Frost Dragon flailed its wings and flew straight down from the sky, stretching out its massive claws to crush the weak human in front of it.

The claws larger than Vane had reached out to him, threatening to pierce into his body. At this moment, Vane's right eye suddenly opened, his red pupils flashed with a hint of essence, and his body, which looked frozen, flashed to the side with great agility.

The Frost Dragon's missed blow was a bit of a surprise. It turned its head to look for Vane, only to see his back, as small as an ant.

Vane held the Song of the Red Flame in his hand, and the flames consumed him. Like a snow leopard waiting for an opportunity, he rushed towards the belly of the frost dragon.