"Evil Führer, Guilty Führer, that's a good word!"

The third-level demon hunting wizard of the second-class Medal of Honor, holding a ring magic wand under the wide wizard robe, the big rings set on the small rings, the rings were interlocking, and the surging and majestic magic power fluctuations were released unscrupulously.

With a wave of the magic wand in his hand, dozens of purple circles of light of different sizes appeared, spinning and shooting towards the slave monsters around the world guardian.

After the sharp-headed slave monster was hit by the aperture, there was a crisp sound between the scales of the ice armor and the aperture, like the sound of metal rubbing and colliding.

The sharp-headed slave monster shook its head, and a pillar of blood was left, but it didn't look like it was in serious trouble.

Buzz Buzz......

However, as the purple rings that had just been poured out spun and appeared again, and there were more than one of them, the slave monster let out a hoarse scream, and only heard the sound of "boom", "boom" and "boom" ice armor scales and bones breaking, and the whole body was covered in blood falling from the sky.

Boom!

The corpse of this slave monster became an insignificant part of the blood-soaked streets of the square.

Buzz Buzz......

"Humph!"

The rings continued to attack, and the purple rings were drowned out as a large expanse of black flames descended after an angry voice.

Bang......

Thousands of meters away, a fiery red nest hundreds of meters high seemed to have its foundation destroyed, and slowly fell, and the nearby ground trembled.

In the fierce battle, everyone looked at the appearance of more than twenty demon hunters pouring out of the collapsed fiery red nest, hunting the locust people who could no longer hide their figures, and also escaped from the fiery red nest.

These witchers don't seem to have a Medal of Honor, and some of them came to the rescue after discovering the fierce fighting on Grimm's side.

Boom, boom......

Farther away, there were more and more demon hunters summoned by the Grimm Level 1 Medal of Honor Wizard Origin Will Ripple, far more than the helpers summoned by the guardian of the Flame Soul World.

Green stood in the distance. No action was taken.

Under the face of truth, his eyes looked at the dozens of powerful demon hunters in the distance, and they were rapidly eating away at the slave monsters around the guardians of the Flame Soul World.

These witchers are elite with the Medal of Honor!

Such a number of elite demon hunters were not at all something that a low-level world guardian and two third-level locust people led by more than three hundred soul slaves, and more than two dozen low-level locust people could resist.

After a while.

"Roar! I have told all the guardians of this world that you have come to the world of fire souls, even if I die, even if the will of the great locust is broken, even if this world is destroyed, you will be buried together!"

The black flames roared loudly, and were killed by the combined efforts of more than a dozen demon hunters.

"Hahaha, I killed it!

A second-level witch hunter laughed. Lifting the corpse of the guardian of the Flame Soul World, without the power bonus of the world, the corpse is not much different from the locust people in this world who are generally one meter and a half tall.

Except for a small number of these demon hunters summoned by Green, most of them didn't even know the true purpose of this summoning, and only thought that they were just killing the guardians of this world.

"Whew...... I still let the little guy run away, hoping that it will not bring any changes to the expedition of this world in the future. ”

Chrétia sighed under her breath, her eyes a little distracted.

After watching the many demon hunters finish solving every obstacle of the young locust man, Green glanced back at Chretia. The coordinates under your feet suddenly changed, and the next moment you appeared in a narrow space.

The eyes of ice and fire burned, and without any hesitation, the Grimm Sheep's Horn Nightmare magic wand smashed down.

..................

Whoop Woohoo ......

The Assassination Emperor is too big. In a small space beneath the ruins of the collapsed flaming nest, the young locust people managed to get in, blocked the entrance, and retracted the green wings behind their backs. Holding his legs and curling up in a ball, he cried.

The change in a few days is too great!

From birth, Jasbiber was surrounded by all sorts of auras.

Wonderful family. Enviable talent, high status, and the glorious inheritance of the family......

"Jasbiber, you have to remember that you are a descendant of the great Black Flame God. The former Wu Flame Empire was no less rich than any of the current empires, as long as you can awaken the power of your flame soul one day, you can cultivate according to the family's "Wu Flame Mantra" ......"

The history of the Black Soul Empire in the Flame Soul World is extremely short, just like the rise and fall of that talent.

As a genius locust that has appeared in the history of the Flame Soul World, the Black Flame God has cultivated the Flame Soul Sword Dao for four thousand years, rising like the sun in the sky, and in the six-month Flame Soul Sword, he defeated one after another Flame Locust Sages, until no one was able to take the stage and try to challenge.

In this way, the Flame Addict was concerned by the Origin Will of the World, and became a Flame Addict with a detailed history of promotion.

What a desirable legend that inspires generations of locusts to work hard.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the family of the descendants of the Black Flame God has gone through countless generations of patriarchs, from a sage patriarch at the beginning, to a patriarch who was barely promoted to a leader later, and now ......

Although the Wu Clan had a glorious past, it was no different from the families of those descendants of the Sages.

Theoretically, a good bloodline has a better chance of development, but it will always be just a theory.

Jasbiber was told from the moment he was born sensible that the great Empire of Darkness was dying.

Because the light of the Temple of Annihilation no longer shines, people can no longer pray and chant, and they can no longer feel the attention of the great God of Darkness.

Even the Lord Priest of the Flame Destroyer, as the spokesperson of the gods in the world, has been telling the great God of Flame Suppression that he is only dormant in the kingdom of God, so that the people should not panic and continue to maintain their piety, but even he himself has been unable to summon any Darkness God power.

This means......

If it weren't for the fact that he had lost the favor of the Flame God of Darkness, it meant that the God of Flame Suppression was in a great crisis, and he could not even maintain the divine brilliance of the church.

This qiē is so similar to the original Wuqi Empire.

"Jasbiber, don't bother with the rumors. We just need to do our own thing, how did I do with my homework for you today?"

Jasbieber lowered his head, not daring to look into his parents' disappointed eyes.

"I didn't ...... Not finished. ”

"No, yes, yes?"

Sure enough, Jasbiber was greeted by his father's angry roar and his mother's persuasion, and an indescribable sadness appeared, and the seven-year-old Jasbiber argued with tears: "Why can other nobles enjoy every day, only I have to do this every day, I am not even as good as a lowly commoner, why!?"

"No, why! Because you are a descendant of the great Flame God! You want to revitalize the great Flame God! You want to regain the glory that belongs to the family!"

The father roared as a matter of course, and the mother kept persuading.

"Alright, alright. Say two words less. Bieber, quick, don't let your father down, make up for your homework......"

In the boring childhood life, Jasbieber's memory was only channeled by the power of the fire soul over and over again, and he kept swinging the sword to collect the sword, trying to condense his own fire soul sword blade one day.

It seems that life should go on like this.

Perhaps one day in the future, Jasbiber will awaken the power of the fire soul and become a locust warrior, a locust leader, and even a locust saint if he is lucky. Continuing the family legacy.

Yet to this day......

Six blood-colored moons hung high in the sky, and an oppressive ominous aura filled every corner of the Flame Soul World, and people took to the streets to look at the sky, looking at the many strange moons that seemed to be dripping blood.

People began to speculate in secret. Is there any connection between this and the catastrophe of the World Gate of the Secret Imperial Capital a hundred years ago?

That's all the talk of the aristocracy.

As if he didn't know that some of the upper level locust powerhouses were outdated in their speculations and rumors about these bloody moons, everyone was talking about it.

Secretly.

Jasbieber found that a large number of legions of locusts were being mobilized around the Imperial Capital. The once prosperous Assassination Imperial Capital has now begun a curfew, and at the same time, some families whose ancestors are still alive have begun to secretly move out of the Imperial Capital.

This qiē is in the sue sù Jasbiber. Something extraordinary is going to happen.

Messengers of the gods were arranged on each of the flaming nests, and it was forbidden to approach, and the miracle of the dark destruction of the imperial capital began to appear frequently......

A qiē qiē, from this morning onwards, finally broke out the depression of a qiē.

The six blood-colored moons emitted a burst of dazzling light, and then began to solidify, followed by countless monsters pouring out, fighting against the mighty army of locusts, explosions, corpses falling and life.

The pungent smell of blood was everywhere.

Boom, boom, boom......

After breaking through the layers of defenses, the stinky and ugly-looking locust-like monsters fell on the streets of the Assassination Imperial Capital, killing the fiery red nest, including the fiery red nest where they were also occupied.

Everywhere was full of murderous monsters, and Esbiber was so frightened that he was stuffed into a dark room by his mother, shivering.

in the crevices of the darkroom.

Jasbiber saw his father, mother, and uncle all brutally and mercilessly murdered, including those nobles who tried to flee, and transported their bodies back.

In the middle of the week of infinite hatred and fear, Jasbiber only felt that a stream of heat appeared in his body, which was the power of the flame soul where the soul and the flame met!

At the same time, there seemed to be an inexplicable voice whispering in the ear.

"Get out of here now......"

............

Inside the ruins, Jasbiber slowly took out the "Flame Curse" from his clothes, his eyes filled with tears.

"Mom and Dad, I will definitely avenge you! I will kill all those evil monsters without leaving any of them! Woo woo woo woo ......"

This qiē is like the protagonist depicted in a biographical novel!

A glorious past, powerful enemies, and a tragic reality await the beginning of the protagonist's changing fate.

From then on, the protagonist will seem to be favored by fate, growing up in the fight against evil and powerful enemies again and again, facing more and more powerful enemies, and at the same time becoming more and more prestigious in the declining oil shortage civilization......

"Quack, finally found!"

After the strange sound, Jasbiber looked up in amazement, and a beautiful bird came in through the waste crevice and peed on himself?

The next moment, after a spatial warp, Jasbiber's eyes were left with only a sheep's horn skull smashed down. (To be continued......)