The three tails, although the end energy is dim, all point to the same place. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

John looked up at the place, and his vision was blank, with nothing but ethereal air.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know too much!"

Zero's tone was a little helpless, it was also confused by this situation, and thought that the direction of the three tails was the strange man on the high seat, but he didn't expect it to be nothing.

"Perhaps, you should take a look there, and maybe you'll find something." Zero proposed,

John shook his head, his gaze shifted downward, fixed on the mighty silver-haired wolf,

"Compared to that, I'm more curious about this werewolf, the power to twist the air, the eyes like black mist, and the murderous and tyrannical killing intent, these three things are too familiar!"

"Fenrir?"

"Yes, it's it, I don't know how it instilled its abilities in this wolf?"

……

The giant wolf passed through the ruins, its black mist eyes staring directly at the strange man on the high platform, its goal was clear, and there was no concealment in the slightest.

The distance between the two is constantly shortening, and the momentum of the giant wolf is getting stronger and stronger, like a volcano condensed to the apex, and it may erupt at any time.

"Fenrir, you coward, you want to kill me, but you don't dare to do it yourself, so you found a low-level werewolf as a temptation pawn, and you are terrified! You're pathetic. ”

The strange man laughed sarcastically, and the words he said shocked everyone in the ruins,

Fenrir!

The ancient beast, the initiator of this war, was hiding inside a werewolf.

The witcher and Joz looked at each other with solemn expressions, but there was not much surprise, Amy had analyzed before, Krepnir was Fenrir's nemesis, who was the owner of the chain, and who was the enemy of the wolf.

It's just that they didn't expect Fenrir to retaliate in this way, and it seems that it is indeed afraid of the chain.

Oh!!!!!

The giant wolf roared, and the energy ripples visible to the naked eye converged in front of him, forming a huge vortex with a diameter of several tens of meters.

"Die!"

A low, hoarse voice exploded in midair, and the vortex crushed downward, the terrifying twisting force tearing apart anything in front of it, even affecting space, twisting eerily into it.

Bang!

Cracks appear on the surface of the stone platform, and the cracks spread rapidly, and the finely broken stones float upward, and when they touch the vortex, they directly turn into fine powder.

"It's a terrible space power."

Joz whispered, when the vortex appeared, the space in the ruins had been confused, that is, in the face of this attack, the strange man could not use spatial magic to dodge, either flee or resist.

Strangely, it didn't take either approach, just stood there, smiling, with a sarcasm in its eyes, and let the vortex crush down.

Bang!

The stone platform was completely shattered, and trivial stones flew everywhere, flooding the entire high platform.

Rumble!

The violent air flow blew from the front, everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, the rumbling sound continued to echo in their ears, and when everyone opened their eyes again, the high platform in front disappeared, and a huge hole appeared on the ground that was dozens of meters wide.

The witcher frowned, closed his eyes, and felt carefully, the strange man's breath disappeared, he should be dead, but there was always a strange feeling in his heart,

"Joz, can you feel its magic fluctuations?"

The wizard shook his head and glanced at the half-dragons and darkwings who were fighting with paladins not far away, if the weirdos died, they certainly wouldn't be what they are now.

Half-loud, an idea popped into his mind, and he suddenly spoke,

"Maybe it's a trap, a trap just for us."

"What?"

The witcher was puzzled, his eyes full of doubt.

"Just look at it."

Joz spoke, no longer explaining, and when the platform collapsed, he sensed a wave of magic coming from there, very faint, but with the unique properties of illusion.

The giant wolf seemed to recognize this, his expression was serious and solemn, his eyes wandering, constantly patrolling around.

Suddenly, it seemed to sense something, its expression changed drastically, and it quickly retreated, but it was still too late.

A crystal glowing with a fiery red glow appeared beneath him.

Rumble!

The crystal exploded, and the terrifying impact was attached to the crimson flames, like a huge flame storm, roaring and sweeping in.

Bang!

The cyclone around it shattered directly, and the terrifying flames hit the body, the hair burned, the flesh rolled up, and it flew out like a big fireball that had been kicked away.

The flames continued to spread around, incinerating everything within a radius of 100 meters, and for a while, the temperature in the ruins rose by more than ten degrees.

"It's ......"

Joz's pupils constricted, and he muttered to himself, "Elemental crystal, it can get this kind of thing." ”

"You're right, it's a trap."

The witcher sighed, turned around, sword in both hands, and silently looked at the empty space two hundred meters away.

The calm air suddenly rippled, and the illusory figure gradually solidified, black robes, black snake masks, the familiar staff of the snake, and the vicious eyes.

The strange man took a step forward, light and shadow met, and came to everyone, a hoarse laugh came from his lips, and the strange man raised his head and glanced at them indifferently,

"Inferior bastard, it's really a bad thing to meet you again!"

The witcher leaned slightly and asked in a very low voice,

"Is it true this time? Or is it fake? ”

"I don't know." Joz shook his head, "The magic on its body fluctuates strongly, but that doesn't serve as evidence to distinguish between the real and the fake. ”

The witcher was silent, clenching the hilt of his sword, the blade glowing, and the fireworks of the day surged out,

"Whether it's true or not, just cut a sword."

He crouched down, dragged his sword in his right hand, and galloped forward, the tip of the sword rubbing against the floor, leaving a white fire mark.

"Mutant freak, not worthy of fighting me."

The strange man raised his staff, and a huge vortex appeared in front of him, and the elemental giant, whose body was covered with thunder and lightning, took a step out of the vortex and came to the demon hunter.

It roared, lightning flickering, and the free arc converged on its right hand, turning into a spear that shimmered with purple lightning.

It grabbed its spear and threw it forward.

Zira!

The lightning flickered, the spear burst through the air, and the speed was simply unbelievable, and it shuttled through the air like a streamer, and before the witcher could dodge, he came to him.

"Not good!"

His expression changed drastically, and he lifted the pure white blade and slashed forward.

While!

The blade of the sword collided with the tip of the spear, creating a circle of circular ripples, fire and electricity clashed, two different energies raged around, a large free arc appeared on the ground, and a layer of milky white light appeared in the air.

"Damn it, open it for me!"

The witcher roared, his hair standing on end, and the pure white blade erupted with a piercing light, and white flames surged out, drowning in thunder.

Rumble!

A violent roar rang out, and a shockwave of fire and thunder swept across the ground, and the witcher took a few steps back, half-crouched on the ground, his face pale, his hair curled, and blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

"Idiot!"

The strange man glanced at him, sneered, whispered a mantra, and the strange sound echoed in the air, and the high-ranking powerhouses who were slapped away by the giant wolf stood up one after another, grabbed their weapons and rejoined the battle.

The tide was reversed in an instant, and the direction of superhuman defeat tilted.