"Mortal! Your time of death has come! ”

A deafening roar rang out around Tradar.

The next moment, a large, hot, cracking, lava-like hand with a dark red glow grabbed Tradar's throat and lifted him from the ground and slammed it against the tree he was leaning on.

Tradar's flesh turned red, blistered and cracked at a visible rate, and the blood that burst out of it stained the hand that was choking his throat scarlet.

Intense pain rushed over Tradar's brain. The scorching heat poured frantically down his flesh and skin into his body, like boiling water squeezing from his neck into his body.

The intense feeling of suffocation immediately made Tradar's mouth grow as weakly as a fish without oxygen, and the pain distorted his features, his face turned purple from congestion, and the muscles on his face twitched wildly. However, he did not let out the slightest wail.

"You...... Monster! ”

He just stared at the druid in front of him with a smirk and a smirk at the druid in front of him with his eyes filled with blood because of the rupture of his blood vessels, and cursed hard word by word.

No, the man can't be called a druid anymore - the image can't even be called a man.

His robes were almost burned out, the rest of his robe burned with foul dark red flames, and his eyes were burned into two pitch-black holes, and a faint yellow glow could be seen burning inside.

His skin turned a rocky color, shimmering with waxy sheen under the dirty flames that gave it a very dirty feeling. Closer to the wrist, the druid's skin cracked open in a cobweb-like shape, glowing dark red, and the closer it got to the wrist, the more dense the crack became. His hands had even turned completely into a dark red lava-like sheen. Crackling and burning, surging with restless flames.

It looks like a stone golem with flames. From this point of view, Tradar's taunt is not at all wrong.

That's undoubtedly a monster.

"You're killing yourself! Mortal! ”

Tradar's taunt clearly touched the monster's sore spot. I saw that the monster roared, and the burning "right hand" clenched a little harder, even to the point that its whole body was trembling.

It's a pity that his strength is clearly insufficient. No matter how hard he tried. None of them were able to break Tradar's neck. Tradar grinned, grabbed the four fingers of the stone monster's right hand with his left hand, and bent them so hard that the monster let go of his right hand in pain.

But just as Tradar was about to bend his hands and shatter the joints, a dark red flame star suddenly erupted from the monster's body, pushing Tradar who had not yet stood firm, and the poisonous fire stuck directly to him.

Enraged, the stone monster raised its right magma-like scalding breath and clenched it into a fist and slammed it into the back of Tradar's head, who had not yet stood firm. Tradar was shaken and knocked to the ground. Blood splattered around his skull.

However, the monster did not let him go easily.

"Die! Go to hell! Go to hell! ”

The monster lifted its foot and brutally stomped on Tradar's head again and again, until he heard a crisp crack of bone and saw Tradar twitch and lose his breath completely.

He exhaled contentedly, and glanced at Tradar's corpse one last time, a disdainful voice snorting from his nose.

"Monsters? Scold...... We are God's messengers! Ember Spirit! You ignorant wretch! ”

However, just as he had just taken two steps out, he suddenly felt something entangled in his right ankle. Completely unable to walk.

Suddenly, a feeling of uneasiness flooded in his heart.

Before he could turn around. Sharp pain came to his right calf without warning.

The Ash Spirit's right leg was snapped off, and the remaining strength made him fall to his knees with a wail. The severe pain paralyzed his brain and left his hands with no strength.

"You...... You-! ”

He screamed and turned around. But he saw a face as terrifying as a demon god.

Tradar's forehead and the left half of his face collapsed deeply, his left eye was trampled on, and the whites of his right eye were completely covered in scarlet blood. His face was covered in blood, and his teeth were stained with blood.

There were some scorched marks on his throat, and blood was dripping from it. He gripped the ankle of the Ash Spirit's right leg tightly with his scalded and reddened left hand, crushing it with brute force alone.

"Who do you say is the crumb? Yes?! ”

Tradar whispered in a hoarse, indistinct voice that was filled with terrifying power. Silver-white flames surged from the left eye that had been trampled on. His blood and life force are burning as fuel.

As soon as the Spirit of Ash opened his mouth to say something, he was kicked in the abdomen by Tradar, and he rolled his eyes, and almost fainted without taking a breath.

He had been a frail druid just a few minutes ago. Even if he was transformed into a subordinate Ember Spirit by the Ash Disciple, he was still much weaker than the Ash Spirit transformed by those who fought the Warriors.

He was just about to spit out flames to resist, but Tradar, who was stepping on his stomach, suddenly knelt on his chest, and was suffocated by the chest on top of his knees, and he couldn't breathe at all.

"Mortal...... Well, mortal ......"

Before he could come to his senses, Tradar half-straddled him, swinging his unburned right hand and slamming it into the side of the Ash Spirit's face.

Immediately, the spirit of the ashes was blinded. Before he could resist, another heavy punch slammed into his temple. Suddenly, the Ash Spirit froze and lost consciousness on its stomach.

"Aha! Mortal! Who are mortals? Yes?! You say! ”

Then Tradar stood up, threw his head down and grabbed him by the neck, and jerked him to his feet, pinning him to a tree like a repetition of the scene a minute earlier.

His right hand clenched hard, and the Ash Spirit's neck creaked violently, and the rocky skin cracked.

"Okay. Well done. It hurt me so much that you hit me, I crawled on the ground, and I almost died. ”

Tradar murmured, his hands getting harder and harder, but his face showed a look of excitement.

Almost, almost died. Brushing shoulders with death again - the feeling of kissing death couldn't have been better.

But at this moment, Tradar suddenly felt a palpable unease.

He raised the lowly screaming Ash Men in his hands, and turned to face the enemy. But at this moment, right behind him, the tree suddenly burst into flames and exploded! (To be continued.) )