The melting pot of heaven and earth that crashed to the ground, the cracked ground, and the ice and fire magic wheals that had disappeared completely carved the stiffness on everyone's faces.

It was like a hammer falling from the sky, striking heavily on everyone's heavenly spirit cover.

Bruno's outburst was as shocking as the rose fireworks he unleashed, but it was briefly shocking.

Before the Feynman people could recover from the roar of the Ice and Fire Magic Dragon, there was a tremor like the sky cracking in the blink of an eye, and when they opened their eyes, the dragon exploded like a balloon that had blown its head, and Bruno was gone.

There was silence.

The crowd looked like petrified sculptures, their faces full of astonishment.

The Golden Legion was collectively dumbfounded, and the glorious figure who made them excited - the genius boy of the Great Empire, the youngest dual-lineage silver magic knight Bruno Gongzi, actually went crazy in front of their eyes and smashed the melting pot alive.

Not to mention a person with flesh and blood, even if it is a lump of iron, it is estimated that it will be a cake if it is hit by the weight of tens of thousands of catties like a small hill.

"Hey, the sun god can't get used to someone blowing so much under his rule without blushing, this is the end!"

Pang Du was the first to roar, and the two palms that were as fat as bear's paws finally had enough reason to vent, and they hammered the ground, making a thumping sound.

"The! How deserved! Jorde jumped off Pondu's shoulder and made the shortest and happiest assessment of his life.

Although Bruno is known for his excellence throughout the continent of Harriland, Lord Iru and Archduke Ferdinand are also interested in brokering his union with Christine. But he chose to show his breakthrough results on the ruins of Feynman City at the whole juncture.

However, he only thought of offering roses to Christine, forgetting that roses have thorns and pierce their hands.

He missed, and so completely.

There was a fire in the bellies of the people of Feynman City, but due to the strength of the Golden Army, it was not revealed. The contrast in front of him made all those who had personally experienced the disaster three days ago breathe a bad sigh.

Bruno was not their enemy, he was unlucky, he came at a bad time.

After a moment of silence, the Feynman crowd erupted into a burst of schadenfreude -

"Impulse is the devil, blowing Boer is forced to be struck by lightning, God is jealous of talents..."

"Don't insult the third son, I, I'll fight with you!"

The thin ghost who was shouting for him before, with red eyes, picked up a slate brick on the ground, and rushed towards Ruord with great momentum, and the posture was simply desperate.

Jorde twisted his buttocks, picked up the sledgehammer in his hand, and smashed it at the feet of the thin ghost, and the shock wave directly shook the thin ghost and turned him on his back.

"Stop!" Goliath immediately stopped the pointless fight.

And then the roar in the melting pot ceased abruptly, and was replaced by an extremely faint voice.

"Save ...... Help ......"

It's Bruno's voice, he's alive!

"Help!" Goliath's expression was solemn.

Save? How to save? Dig three feet into the ground, or rush up and unload the four-story furnace?

Bruno's strength is so strong, it has been ruined, who dares to rush up to save people now?

"Chriss, help me put out the fire!"

Before Gloria could elaborate, she raised her staff and began to summon the Frost Elemental around her. Christine understood, closed her eyes tightly and sensed the flow of the elements around her, and at the same time began to urge the battle qi in her body to condense on her hands, guiding the scattered frost elements to gather into a clump for the beautiful young woman to call.

In a short time, a stream of ice-blue elemental elements visible to the naked eye continued to converge on the staff in front of Golia, forming a large vortex like a galaxy, and a trace of cold air emanated from the center of the rapidly rotating vortex.

"Frost Enchantment! Rise! ”

With a coquettish cry from the beautiful young woman, the staff pierced the floor and stood upright beside the melting pot like an umbrella. Ice magic was not Goliath's strong point, but fortunately, the frost wheals summoned by Bruno had not all dissipated, and there were still many incomparably pure ice elements wandering around in the air.

Goliath used a small ice hockey technique as a guide to quickly bring these ice elements together.

The melting pot is as moody as a menopausal mother-beast, and it is impossible to predict what horror will happen in the next second.

At this juncture, no one is allowed to think too much.

Goliath made the most straightforward choice - extinguish the fire, lift the furnace, and save people!

In the blink of an eye, the frost vortex immediately expanded, and the melting pot, which was boiling hot and burning in the last second, made a hissing sound under the entanglement and absorption of the frost vortex, and soon the molten slurry flowing on the surface of the melting pot cooled and solidified.

"Pandu, take your men and lift the furnace to save people!" Gloria distracted herself and commanded at once.

"Lift the furnace?" Pang Du had a ghostly expression, "Lord Golia, this is tens of thousands of catties ......"

"100,000 catties are also going!"

Goliath was speechless by the subordinates of this dead shaft, "Bruno has three longs and two shorts, you, me, and even the Grand Duke will become the public enemy of the Golden Legion!" What are you still doing in a daze, go ahead! Do you really want Feynman City to disappear from the imperial map? ”

"Panda!"

Although Pang Du was extremely reluctant, what Golia said was not unreasonable, so he simply waved his hand and rushed to the area around the melting pot with twenty ancient panda bear soldiers behind him who were like giant towers, forming a circle.

The scarlet aura of blood reflected the hideous face of the panda bear, and there was no time for Golia to chant the war song, and this kind of auxiliary aura summoned casually could only last less than three breaths.

As the Pandas whispered in unison, forty thick arms burst into flames, clinging to the outer walls of the melting pot.

"Panda!"

"Panda!"

"Panda!"

With three loud shouts, the iron-like feet of the primeval panda bears sank deep into the marble floor.

After two breaths, the twenty behemoths were panting tiredly, their faces were red and their necks were thick, and they almost exhausted all their strength. The melting pot is still as stable as Mount Tai, as if it grows with the earth.

Bruno's voice grew thinner and smaller, almost gone.

Everyone's hearts were raised to their throats, and their eyes were all focused on these forty thick arms.

At this moment, the lid of the furnace suddenly shattered, erupting with bubbling flames. The flames nearly wiped away the frost that Golia had struggled to condense.

A low, indifferent voice came from the lid of the stove—