Vera hid far away in Valinor, giving up half of Alda, and Mirko wielding his power over the land, so everything here was distorted and sickened, and looked eerie. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Mai left the azure waters and stepped onto the black, rocky land covered with spikes and barbs. This ground is not for creatures to trample on for support, but to gnaw on the soles of mobs' feet until they slowly chew and swallow the flesh. The creatures created by the goddess Yavanna, those beautiful creatures who ate plants, licked the salty bitter water in vain in the crevices of the rocks, for this was the only food they could get. They were bruised and scrawny, wailing for death.

"This nasty ground!" Zhao Mai stepped down hard, unleashing the force of nature, using the power of the spell to purify the influence of Mirko. Plants and trees began to grow wherever he went, and the plant-eating animals smelled the scent of grass and rushed to it. They are healed by the Force of Nature and slowly regain their vitality.

Zhao walked inland, leaving behind a long green corridor. The corridor is still corrupted and affected by Mirkor's power, but it provides shelter for creatures, at least temporarily. More and more rabbits, deer, horses, and sheep gathered behind him, and the grass became less and less to eat. Eventually, they fall back into starvation and begin to chase the Force of Nature, hoping to be able to eat more. Eventually, these animals tried to devour Zhao Mai and gain life force directly from him. As a result, Zhao Mai's ecosystem collapsed.

He transforms into a stranger, and the cold of death scares the creatures. They scattered and fled, returning to the jagged rocks and thorns. This phenomenon attracted the attention of the firefiends, who had large shadowed bodies enveloped in black smoke, hovering horns, and red eyes and nostrils. Far apart, Zhao Mai and Yan Demon discovered each other.

"This is the land of Morgoth!Maia, join in submission or die!" The fire demon walked towards Zhao Mai with heavy steps, the earth trembling with every step, and the sharp rocks were blasted into pieces, flying into the air and burning. Lava flowed everywhere where the firefiend walked, and when it cooled, it turned into rough rock. It conjured its arms out of the shadows, clutching a flaming sword in its hand. A dazzling orange-yellow glow shone, and the shadow of the fire demon's body became blurred accordingly.

All the fire demons were the angels who were influenced by Mirko and followed him during the Great Movement, either Vera or Maia, so Zhao Mai said: "Don't be kidding, you just broke me, I just went back to Valinor, where did death come from?"

However, as a fire demon, he no longer can reason or learn, only destroy and carry out Mirkor's orders. The huge flame sword slashed down diagonally, and the blade was twice as long as Zhao Mai's height. But now, how could Zhao Mai, who already had a wealth of combat experience, be hit by a straight slash? He saw the opponent's attack, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and leaned sideways into the shoulders and armpits in the direction of the fire demon's arm. That's where the firedemons come from, where they're the slowest and least threatening. Zhao Mai raised his lightsaber, turned on the maximum power mode, and let the drill of the energy blade pierce into the armpit of the fire demon, and then rotated the cut, unloading its entire arm.

The fire demon's wound is dark red lava that quickly cools to black before being enveloped in shadows. It roared in rage, shadows rolling and twisting, and a dark red whip emerged from its other hand. The Flame Whip is faster and attacks at a more tricky angle, as if it had a mind and life of its own. Zhao Mai swung his lightsaber to block, originally to cut off the long whip, but he didn't expect that after the two collided, the whip was only bounced off and was not damaged.

"Didn't cut it?, could it be a whip made of pure energy?" Zhao Mai was very interested. Instead of killing the Firedemon immediately, he used his nimble skills to dodge and delay so that he had time to observe the Firedemon's weapon. He slowly discovered that the Flame Demon's whip was not made of any burning matter, but was made by the entanglement of the concept of "incineration" and the corresponding energy, which was somewhat similar to the ice weapon made by the strange ghost by combining the two powers of freezing cold and destruction, only more refined.

The Flame Demon kept swinging his whip to attack, because he couldn't take Zhao Mai down, and he kept roaring angrily. "It's noisy!" Zhao Mai decided to end the fight. He took advantage of the fire demon's mouth to open his mouth and made an icy javelin and threw it in. The Firedemon didn't care, believing that its own flames could melt everything!

And then it blew up...... Zhao Mai knew what would happen when the high heat met the freezing cold, so he started to run out early and opened the barrier of his psychic ability. In the continuous sound of explosions, the shadow of the fire demon shattered from the inside out, and the unrestrained flames and smoke were everywhere. The flames quickly cooled down, and finally Zhao Mai was left with only a thick haze.

"It still doesn't smell right. Zhao Mai let out a mouthful of haze and waved his hand to summon the wind to disperse it. The haze lifted, but the earthquake came. The ground on all sides of him continued to rise, spewing out black smoke from the cracks in the cracked rocks, twisting and gathering, and then being cremated and ignited, turning into more than a dozen fire demons, surrounding Zhao Mai in it.

"We are the Barlow Flame Demon of Morgoth!, we are your doom!" roared in unison, and the Fire Demon drew his long whip of flame, dancing like a large net. The flames that came out of their bodies surrounded Zhao Mai, and the rising black smoke covered the sky and even blocked the air. As for the earth under his feet, Zhao Mai was already clearly aware that beneath the fragile crust was the wanton flow of lava. The Flame Demon sealed Zhao Mai in the middle, ready to destroy and devour him.

"Don't be so loud, it's noisy!" Zhao Mai plucked his ears and shook his head: "There is a powerful Saruman by his side, and the biggest advantage is that he has a pair of ears that don't believe what others say." If you have any problems, just call, don't yell, I can't even hear my own songs. ”

"Mya, this land belongs to Morgoth!" a fire demon shouted majestically with his weapon held aloft, "You will stop here, you will not be able to move forward!"

"Hey, how do you know I'm about to say this line?" Zhao Mai looked around at the fire demon with a lightsaber in one hand and an ice javelin in the other, moved his neck, and suddenly rushed forward first.

The flame whip seemed to block all directions, but Zhao Mai could always penetrate through the gaps and launch a counterattack. His posture is strange, but when you think about it, it makes sense. Although in order to make it difficult for people to grasp, Zhao Mai did not use the most efficient and straightforward way, but it was a balanced offensive and defensive strategy. The Firedemon kept getting hurt, then fell, and then fell one after another. It didn't take too long for Zhao Mai to destroy the nine Flame Demons that surrounded him, and only some physical strength and part of his divine power were lost.

Dark clouds are rolling in the sky, mixed with all kinds of extreme weather phenomena. Zhao Mai had seen this kind of celestial phenomenon before, and knew that it was Mirko. Sure enough, Mirko appeared in front of Zhao Mai in the form of a beta, stepping barefoot over the collapsed and molten corpse of the fire demon, and approaching Zhao Mai with a smile.

"Myron, you're here. You have shown your strength, these former Maia, and now Barlow are no match for you, and no Enu can look down on you anymore!" she declared, "From this day forward, you are my lieutenant, managing everything but me but me!" (To be continued.) )