"hoho!booooooss!" the Minion Clint almost jumped into the sea excitedly, but fortunately he was dragged by Sylvie on the side, and he didn't get his way.

Countless Nera demons were swept in by the currents of water and then cooked in the heat of Little Ragnaros, turning into chunks of fragrant demonic steamed meat. Only the two Legendary Neela demons were still struggling to hold on.

The Fish-Man Neira Demon roared and gave up attacking the King, holding the trident surrounded by black gas in his hand, trying to attack little Ragnaros with the current, but each time he reached a certain distance, he wagged his tail frantically and moved away from the Flame King.

The fish-fish Neela Demon was closest to little Ragnaros, and the brutal currents around him were squeezing him to little Ragnaros, but he seemed to be terrified of the rising temperatures, writhing desperately to get out of here.

Ragnaros, one of the four elemental chieftains of the Elder Gods of Azeroth, lord of the Firelands. In order to defend the ancient god he believed in, he once personally led the fire elemental army to fight against the Titans, and even if he was defeated and imprisoned in the elemental plane in the end, his strength was undoubted.

Although it is said to be a weakened version, little Ragnaros still shows the power of the Fire Demon King to the fullest.

Now, every time he wielded Safras, the waters around him evaporated in an instant, and many of the Neela demons were unwittingly swept into the maelstrom, burned to their corpses by the blazing heat.

Lawrence had left his original waters and had risen quite a bit. The magical barrier set up by the demons of Nila had been broken by Safras in an instant.

Mikael could hardly believe his eyes, he looked at the tyrannical little Ragnaros below, and let out a feeble exclamation: "What the hell is this? Goddess above, this power is like a god!"

Lawrence swallowed, he found that he was too lucky, if Othur had summoned not Ansu in Crescent City, but the elemental creature in front of him, he was afraid that his avatar would have been completely annihilated.

"Azeroth...... It's so powerful, no wonder we always think our world is weak. Sylvie licked her lips and tilted her head.

Ragnaros Jr. hammered Safras into the body of the fish Neela demon, slapping the latter into the sky, and then a surging fire element burst out of the little Ragnaros's body, spewing out of its mouth, turning the fish Nila demon to ashes. Frightened Lawrence in the air.

"Is this the little one?!" Lawrence asked the passenger on his back, "what the hell did Osher put on my back!"

"Be content, little crow, without it you would have been eaten by the demon of Nila. Sylvie shrugged, "But I think there's a good chance we'll be burned clean by it." ”

“boss！boss！ye！”

"Fire ......"

Sylvie shook her ears and turned her gaze to the muttering king.

At the same time, little Ragnaros was still wielding Safras, the fiery flames slashing countless Nera demons, and the vortex beneath it was still expanding.

It was ordered to protect Lawrence and the others, but after thinking about it, it simply decided to purify the waters directly. Instead of burning all these demons that keep coming up, it would be much easier to destroy all this place.

But it found that this water area seemed to be a little large, and it was purified with flames for a long time, and it did not see the water level drop.

And in the depths of the sea, there is a guy who is not particularly weak, who has approached little Ragnaros.

"Bugs. Little Ragnaros scoffed.

Safras hung down heavily, as if hitting glass, the entire sea was shattered, and in the process of the white waves, dozens of huge red tentacles struggled in pain, and the owner of the tentacles stood firm in the water in embarrassment. The long sword in his hand had been burned red by molten slurry, and his body was also bubbling with thick white gas.

Devourer, Jean.

Ancient Demons, the most powerful demon in the Holy War, almost all of the Ancient Demons have served under Tiebs, the King of the Abyss, they are the elite forces of the Holy War, and they are also the vanguard army, they tear apart the defenses of humans and elves, and sow fear and despair in the main plane.

In the aftermath of the Holy War, the defeated Rodney demons were banished from the throne back to Rodney, and the ancient demons were largely wiped out by the tenacious Guardians of the Main Plane in the Holy War.

The remaining ancient demons survived in Rodney, giving up the idea of invading the main plane and taking refuge in the Abyss, the palace of Tiebs, the King of the Abyss.

Of course, there are also some ancient demons who have chosen other places that suit them, such as Nila, Shiva, or Norton.

They possess great power, but they have given up fighting, choosing to live a boring life in a small location, and the occasional amusement is only to carry out the mission message from the abyss.

The Rodney demons are afraid of the power of the ancient demons, so they also keep their distance from the ancient demons, and the environment of the fight is often deliberately far from the territory of the ancient demons.

The power of the ancient demons is not understood, and there is no comparable reference to compare them with.

Most of the Knights of Light who crusaded against Rodney had already used teleportation scrolls to leave when the Light Stone sensed the ancient demons coming, and those who remained had become Rodney's nourishment. This message gave the inhabitants of the Main Plane a vague idea of the power of the ancient demons.

"Ancient Demon ......" Mikael looked at Jean, who was completely suppressed and devoured by little Ragnaros, with a somewhat complicated expression.

Lawrence, however, was once again far away from the battlefield, as if he were afraid that the old demon would notice him.

"Can you suppress Jean so easily?" Sylvie had already lay down, her hands on her cheeks, and watched the battle in front of her with relish.

Little Ragnaros simply swung Safras, the exclusive weapon of the Fire Demon King, exuding a scorching aura, and violently suppressed and beat the Devourer in front of him, smashing many red tentacles and even knocking down its weapons with just two or three hammers.

"Whoohoo......" Gene the Devourer let out an indeterminate roar, controlling himself from being sucked away by the vortex formed by Ragnaros Jr.

"It doesn't seem to have intelligence?, what's the matter with this ancient demon?" Mikael wondered.

"It doesn't matter, what matters is that the big guy with a lot of fire is on the verge of hammering Jean to death. Sylvie smiled, watching with interest the Flame King's one-sided assault on the ancient demon.

"Jean?"

Safras was once again held aloft, and little Ragnaros was tired of the boring show.