"What?"

The old man was slightly surprised when he heard this: "The people of the black ghost actually ran into the territory of the dwarf tribe? Why didn't you tell me yesterday!"

"I didn't know the Black Ghost Totem before, so I didn't know it was the Black Ghost!"

Shen Chai scratched his head and said, "If you want to talk about raising the undead, it should be a long time, I only met them yesterday." ”

He avoided some uncrucial information, such as the little girl he had subdued, because these were inconsequential details to the big picture.

"Hmm. The old man was silent for a moment, and then said to himself, "Could it be that the Black Ghost wants to attack the Hammer Tribe?"

Shen Chai also had the same guess in his heart!

"Then what are we waiting for!" he said excitedly, "Hurry back to the Hammer Tribe, and in the meantime Mr. Karoff!"

"Don't worry! after all, these are just our guesses. The old man muttered, "But just in case, I will send someone to inform the dwarves, so that they may have a good idea." ”

"This ...... It's good. Shen Chai was silent on the surface, but in fact, he was very puzzled in his heart.

This old guy seems to have a lot to do with the dwarven tribe!

When he first robbed Shen Chai, he was attacked by Hamilton everywhere, and now he is willing to send someone to send information to the Iron Hammer Tribe!

You can't go wrong!

Shen Chai can completely judge one thing so far: the old man in front of him has absolutely no hostility towards him!

As for why he used Shen Xiaohe's to blackmail himself, and let himself go to the ghost to find some Yin and Yang Wuji flowers, this is unknown.

At this moment, the mood of the crowd in the square has risen to the extreme, and there are crazy shouts in all directions.

"Burn him! burn this infidel!"

"He's an executioner!"

"Burning him to death, it was he who reported to the Ministry of Supervision and killed my cousin!"

“......”

The boiling crowd had completely lost their minds, like a raging flood squeezing towards the dark mages who stopped around the cross, constantly impacting their maintenance.

More than half of these black oppressive people are dark magicians, except for the natives of the Borderlands, most of them have fled from the Magic Alliance, so almost all of them have the painful experience of being hunted down by the Magic Alliance.

What's more, he even escaped from the Cindis Heterogeneous Institute!

Driven by hatred, the line between right and wrong has been blurred, and the anger in the chest must always find an outlet!

At this moment, a long black-robed magician walked to the cross, holding an amethyst box in his hand, and in the box, there was a cluster of dark flames dancing wildly!

The magician came to the very center of the square, and with his hands held the amethyst box high, his face reverent, like an extremely obsessed believer looking up to his god.

When the onlookers saw this flame, they gradually quieted down, and the square, which was originally full of thousands of people, suddenly became silent!

Everyone knelt down on the black ghost totem on their chests with one hand, paying their respects to the cluster of dark flames!

The yellow-robed magician who was tied to the cross saw this cluster of flames, the muscles on his face twitched violently a few times, and a look of horror burst out in his eyes, and he immediately cried and begged: "No! Please, don't, don't use it!"

The slender magician completely ignored the yellow-robed magician's pleas for mercy, he cautiously opened the crystal box, and the black flames inside suddenly shot upwards more than three meters high, writhing his body like a fierce and obedient poisonous tongue!

In an instant, a fierce aura dispersed from the black flames in all directions, and the surrounding air was covered with a layer of gray smoke.

Even from a distance of several hundred meters, Shen Chai could feel the evil and ferocity of the black flames, and even the Purple Flame Beast Crystal Fire in his body was faintly suppressed.

"What kind of flame is this!" Shen Chai said in shock.

The old man exhaled deeply, and said word by word: "The incarnation of the evil demon, the Ghost Burning Soul Fire!, can burn people's souls without harming the body, and is usually used by necromancers to refine puppets, so it is also the holy fire of the Black Ghost Legion." ”

"This is a fierce thing, and it is also a holy fire!" Shen Chai couldn't help but shake his head.

At this moment, the ghostly soul fire had been placed on the pyre beneath the cross.

Suddenly, the strange dark flame instantly ignited the entire tall pyre, and in the blink of an eye, the ghostly scorching soul fire that was originally just a cluster instantly grew, and the fierce flames rose into the sky, and there was not a single smoke and dust!

Gradually, this black flame condensed into a demon with two horns in the first birth, which was exactly the same as the totem of the Black Ghost Legion!

"No!no!" the yellow-robed magician let out a terrible scream, his heart-rending voice echoing through the empty central square.

In an instant, the demon condensed by the ghostly scorching soul fire suddenly opened its big black mouth and bit down on the calf of the yellow-robed magician!

But the strange thing is that there is not a single scar on the body of the yellow-robed magician, and even the magic robe is intact.

However, his scream was even more poignant, his whole body trembled nervously, and two huge eyeballs burst out of their sockets, covered with dense bloodshots.

The flame demon began to devour from the calf of the yellow-robed magician, and unhurriedly moved its large mouth upward, and after five minutes, it swallowed up to the waist position.

At this moment, the yellow-robed magician's throat was completely hoarse, and he could only grow his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound at all, just spasmed all over, and there was a painful look in his bursting eyes.

That's the despair of despair, the despair of not being able to survive and not dying!

In stark contrast, the crowd around them clapped their hands even more frantically, their faces filled with extreme excitement, as if there was an illusion of great joy.

They all understood that although the yellow-robed magician did not appear to be damaged in the slightest on the surface, his soul was being slowly torn apart and devoured by the Demonic Soul Fire, and this pain was worse than death!

"Let's go!" Shen Chai said to the old man, he didn't want to watch anymore. As for hatred, war, and the like, he didn't want to make any judgments.

The old man nodded, and then casually glanced at the glass window on the top floor of the Black Ghost Castle, where he could feel a pair of gloomy eyes watching this tragic scene with great interest.

The owner of these eyes seemed to be aware of the old man's gaze, but by the time he followed his gaze, there was no one there.

"Hah, interesting. ”

(End of chapter)