Chapter 71: Under the Hot Burial ((✪ω✪) Asking for Recommendation Votes)
The azure pupils raised their eyes and swept away...
It's just a thought... The purple ball of energy that roared towards the house suddenly stopped!
Just stop in mid-air! It's about ten meters away from the house!
"How..."
Drum turned his head and was shocked to see the energy ball stopped!
- Why? Why did it stop? This... That's impossible! This is the power of the dark dimension!
The snow continues to fall...
And at this time... Ivan removed the telekinesis from Drum.
'Huh~', Drum's whole person with a shocked face fell again!
At the same time, the stopped ball of energy moved! It's just that the direction has changed!
Hit Drum!
"Nope! No! Drum exclaimed!
'Bang' huge purple energy exploded on the ground, and powerful energy ripples spread in all directions, destroying all sand and stones!
Seeing that this energy was about to spread to Xiao Lisa and the others, a blue barrier was in front of everyone!
The sound of destruction is deafening! As the sound dissipated, a circular lava pit thirty meters long and wide appeared on the ground!
How powerful is the purple ball sent by Drum?
This is something that Ivan in the air did not expect.
As the blue light faded, Ivan descended softly to the ground.
Everyone was sweating, not only because of the fright, but also because of the heat.
The heat emitted by the crater completely dispelled the cold in the nearby area for a while!
Angel took a deep breath and looked at the crater and gave a thumbs up: "Ivan... You're really, strong! ”
- When will I be so strong...
- I've been trying to get stronger for five years, but it's still far worse than Ivan was five years ago.
Angel thought so, admiring Ivan, but also a little lost.
He could feel that Ivan was much better than he had been at the age of fourteen, and he had progressed...
If Ivan enters old age...
How terrifying would it be?
In fact, Angel also felt that as a spiritual ability, although becoming stronger has something to do with actual combat and practice, the most important thing is age.
Angel has gone from fourteen years old to nineteen years old now, and in the past five years, the credit for becoming stronger is mainly due to the increase in age, but the actual combat is secondary.
It's just that actual combat is indispensable for the exercise of imagination.
Now Angel can support a fragile psionic shield.
Now...
The blazing crater of meteorites is white and smoky...
A naked man struggled to get up from the pit in full view... He's charcoal black...
Even though he was just a black man.
"Hmm!"
Little Lisa sighed and quickly covered her eyes with her hands!
The naked man was Drum.
"Ahem... cough coughing—" Drum coughed up blood, staggering out of the crater.
The thin purple light that enveloped his body had dimmed... If there is none.
He had exhausted almost all of his human body power to prop up the wall of darkness at the last moment, barely resisting the massive damage of the energy blast for himself.
Rao is like this, he is also covered in bruises.
There is not much medium power left in the body...
Drum just wants to get out of the crater now and use that last bit of strength.
He staggered, grinning his teeth, and every step was extremely difficult.
As the purple light on the soles of his feet turned from weak to faint, he cried out!
The soles of my feet were burned by the heat! In pain, he glared at the boss with bloodshot eyes.
His eyelids were burned.
Drum is barely sustaining... Step by step, he used both his hands and feet when he reached the uphill slope, and finally he finally got out of the crater...
At the same time, he was also physically exhausted, and he fell to the ground with a 'plop'!
- It's painful... It's over... I can't live anymore.
Ivan watched all this, closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his pupils returned to pitch black.
"It's amazing that you can withstand this energy without dying."
Ivan never hesitated to praise, and his voice clearly reached the ears of Drum, who was lying on the ground dozens of meters away.
Of all the opponents he's met since he was fourteen years old, Drum's performance is undoubtedly the strongest.
However, Drum did not react and seemed to be playing dead...
"Let's go back to the house..."
Ivan turned around and said to the people who were in a daze.
Banner nodded first, sweating profusely, gesturing his hand in the direction of the house.
"The house is broken, the second floor..."
"yes, I know." Ivan nodded.
Karen couldn't help it, and he asked, "What's going on?" Why did you fight? ”
"Do you need to talk about that?" Angel smiled, "It must be that bastard who didn't have the heart to be noticed by our Ivan!" ”
Angel guessed wrong, Drum wasn't unkind at first, but the man was too grumpy.
Although Ivan knew that ethnography was bad and that there were individual differences, it was an indisputable fact that in New York, blacks did have the highest crime rate, and that they were impulsive.
According to the survey, 1 in 3 blacks have a record of serving a prison sentence.
Ivan took a deep breath and touched little Lisa's head.
"You guys go back to the house, I'll talk to someone who is playing dead alone."
After the group returned to the house, Ivan floated to Drum's side and stood still.
"Mage Drum, it's time to face it."
“...”
Drum remained silent, as if pretending to be dead.
"If you really want to play dead, you shouldn't crawl out of that pit."
"Don't climb out... When I can't hold it anymore, I'll get burned to death... I don't want to die like that..."
Drum reluctantly turned over, and he said weakly as he looked at Ivan.
"Do it, I don't have any complaints."
At the moment, Drum was calm, and he didn't look angry at all.
"If you hadn't pretended to die for a long time, I would have thought you would have regarded death as home." Ivan said lightly.
Drum said weakly: "The forbidden spells of the dark dimension often come with a price, I used two forbidden techniques in a row, and I was injured like this, I can't live long, pretend to be dead... I just don't want to be humiliated anymore. ”
Ivan was shocked, this man lost 800 self-inflicted injuries and 1,000 enemies!
As for fighting so hard?
"Just to destroy my house?"
Ivan didn't understand the man's brain circuitry.
"Now I know... You do have the right to look down on me. ”
Drum's heart was discouraged, and only low self-esteem remained.
At the age of twenty-four, he became a top-level dark mage, able to harness the power of the dark dimension that other dark mages could only dream of.
These achievements have always made him consider himself a genius, and he believes that he deserves to be respected and respected by all!
Now he just thinks he's an idiot.
At first, Ivan kept throwing him down, and at that time he didn't think there was much of a gap, but he felt that Ivan was cheating on him.
It wasn't until Ivan's pupils turned blue that his combat power soared and his forbidden moves were stopped in an instant...
He saw the reality - it was an unattainable gap...
He already understood that Ivan was just playing with him before, and he didn't take it seriously at all.
And then seriously?
Drum pondered... His cloudy gaze looked at the sky, and black blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.
- I don't think I'm serious yet...
- He even... Defeated me with just my strength...
Eventually, Drum slowly closed his eyes and felt the passage of life.