Fan Di sat on the ground, leaning on the side of the carriage that had been scattered, his eyes were blank, and there seemed to be a few tears in the corners of his eyes.

A few Fighting Warriors around were extinguishing the flames on the other carriages.

Fan Di, who had long since ceased to look like a student, didn't know where the little round hat on his head had fallen, and the gray beard on his face was also scorched, and his face was black and white.

The charred body of the fire mage Brett lay not far away, a pair of lifeless eyes, round and round.

"Death is not blind", Helton, who was also embarrassed not far away, suddenly remembered a human idiom.

Fan Di felt that the wasteland under his feet must have been cursed by the heavens.

If it weren't for that, Fan Di, a rigorous scholar, as an atheist like a magician, would not have been able to accept what had just happened anyway.

Not long ago, Bright was chanting a spell, preparing to use the "Infernal Shower" scroll to sneak up on the Bloodhoof Tribe in the distance.

But who knew that at a critical moment, a large group of giant beasts that were usually rare to see suddenly appeared in a group and rushed towards him like crazy.

What are they, the Wasteland Bear, the Spine Tiger, the Wasteland Wolf, and a giant Clawed Tree.

These rare beasts, which are rare to see in ordinary times, instead of attacking each other, they are like playing at home, you chase me, you arch me, I bite you, and have a lot of fun.

Seeing that they and their companions were about to be knocked or trampled to death by these beasts, a voice from heaven saved them.

Fan Di still didn't dare to imagine it, and even felt that he had auditory hallucinations.

The ridiculous, wasteland-accented sentence is the same as shouting at your own leper dog, "Benima is playing, come back to dinner!" ”？

What is that? Incantations? Auditory hallucinations? Or a miracle from heaven?

In just a few words, the fierce beasts actually turned around in unison, and ran towards the gate of the camp of the Bloodhoof tribe with joy.

He and his companions, who were already frightened, didn't wait for a breath of relief.

There was a green giant more than ten meters high, the giant held a rattan more than ten meters long, and it could be said that the earth shook the mountain and shook the sound of scary, just because the fierce beasts were too scary, many people did not see clearly that there was a giant chasing them behind the fierce beast.

Even Fan Di, who had never learned any magical knowledge, really felt the surging magic elements on the giant's body.

The comparison between Bright and the green giant is as ridiculous as the chick next to the eagle.

The giant's thick arm grew a thin rattan, and after lightly touching the magic scroll, it forcibly cut off the mana connection between Bright and the magic scroll.

So what kind of cultivation do you need? What kind of strength? It is to control the magic element to such a terrifying degree.

That magic scroll, but after extracting the mana of Bright's whole body as an introduction, and absorbing all the fire-type magic elements in the surrounding space, it had already reached the peak of its mana, and it was about to summon the "Flame Hell Star Shower".

With a slight touch of the green giant, the violent fire elements that converged into mid-air above the magic scroll began to shrink from the space in an instant, and then compressed back into the magic scroll.

Seeing that the reeling could not stand too much of the frenzied fire elemental about to explode, even countless small spatial cracks began to appear around the reel.

The green giant, like a dessert after a meal, threw the scroll that could burst out of the fire element at any time into his mouth, and the surrounding space returned to normal.

Not surprisingly, Bright was consumed by mana.

If it hadn't happened in front of him, Fan Di wouldn't have believed what he had experienced, you know, a magic scroll does not gather any magic power in it, it is just a medium, through the magician's own mana, and then use the scroll to extract the magic elements between heaven and earth, and finally cast a spell.

Countless predecessors have spent their lives exploring the mystery and use of magic, and the result is so ridiculous in front of this green giant.

Everything happened so fast, so fast that before Fan Di could tell if it was a dream or not, a promising Holy See enshrined magician fell like this, as unlucky as his dead ghost brother, and died in vain.

Since Bright, there have been two fire archmages enshrined by the Holy See who have died in this wasteland for no apparent reason.

And the culprit, the green giant, seemed to have done a very trivial thing, and all this happened in a few moments of his understatement.

The green giant did not leave his name, did not reveal his identity, did not say anything about the scene.

Just jokingly said lightly: "Around the forest, it is forbidden to play with fire!" ”

After the giant said this, Brett hung up, and he didn't know if it was the reason for the mana backlash, or if he was suffocating to death.

Fan Di, who is almost seventy years old, has an urge to cry out loud and completely vent the grievances in his heart.

Around the forest, it is forbidden to play with fire? Benima is finished, come back for dinner? What is this?

We are the elite of the Holy See, the few fire mages, and the geometricians of countless forces.

But in this wasteland, it was like a ridiculous clown.

If this is the end, Fan Di will not be so depressed, at most he will take Bright's corpse and return to the western diocese.

But the curse hasn't stopped, far from it!

A few of Bright's entourage guards had just gathered Bright's body when several roars rang out in the air at a height of 100 meters.

Fan Di, who had been wandering around the major dioceses of the Holy See for many years, recognized this kind of call, and only a griffin domesticated by the Holy See could make such a high-pitched call.

After the scream, a dense mass of small transparent bottles fell from the sky.

As a geometrician, Fan Di saw the direction of the bottle and estimated that the direction after landing should be dozens of meters away from him, so he didn't care, but thought about why there were griffins on the wasteland.

Who knew that the green giant, who had already left a few hundred meters, for some reason, yelled at a spine sword tiger that was trying to get out of the way: "Get out!" The spine-spine-scrabble crawled back into the ranks of the beasts, and the giant returned to camp with the beasts in an orderly manner.

As a result, the giant's loud roar resounded throughout the wasteland, accompanied by a strong wind mixed with magical elements, blowing in the direction of Fan Di, fortunately, the distance was too far, and the magic elements like a tide had disappeared between heaven and earth, and only a gust of wind hit.

And those small bottles that were about to fall to the ground, without accident, were offset by the strong wind, and the small bottles that were originally at the landing site all landed at Fan Di's location.

For a moment, countless explosions rang out, and then balls of fire scattered in all directions.

The first to bear the brunt are a few vindictive warriors.

The fighting spirit of the body could not stop the spread of the fire on the body, and the flames that shone with blue light were like maggots on the tarsal bones, burning when they met water, burning when they met soil, and burning when they met stones.

Four or five vindictive warriors wailed a few times, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into charcoal.

The two carriages that were traveling also ignited a raging fire.

Fan Di could no longer endure the tears of grievance in his eyes, and he was about to cry loudly when he opened his big mouth.

More than a dozen knights riding the Wasteland Wolves, armed to the teeth, rushed from the Bloodhoof camp.

The leading knight, unusually tall, like a demon god, wears pitch-black armor all over his body, revealing only a pair of murderous eyes, and the only thing that is a little unsightly is a green scarf around his neck.

The remaining few vindictive warriors, seeing that they couldn't run, had to pull out the weapons they were wearing and surrounded Fan Di in the middle.

The knights rode over on a giant wolf and surrounded Fan Di and the others.

The knight in the lead, as soon as he tore off the scarf around his neck, whipped it at a vindictive warrior, and shouted: "Brothers, the chief is talking about these guys, except for the old man in the middle and Haldon, all of them will be hacked to death." ”

The Bloodhoofs smirked and rushed towards the poor ghosts.