The mermaid girl disappeared in an instant, blocking the front of Jean the Devourer, her hands sketching a strange pattern, and a defensive magic was quickly presented in front of her.

Safras hammered into a faint translucent blue barrier, paused for a moment, and continued to smash down with a momentum like a bamboo.

Lucia couldn't hold back anymore, she didn't expect this strange elemental creature to be so powerful that it could easily shatter the barrier she had created, and she could only watch as Safras was about to fall on her.

"Flutter".

The battering ram, like a siege engine, did not fall on Lucia's body.

Little Ragnaros's body was like a leaky balloon, instantly changing back to its original size and falling from the sky.

“？？？”

Isn't there about fifteen seconds left? Little Ragnaros was messing around in the air.

"Boss!" saw that his new leader was in danger, and almost jumped off again.

Orser vanished in place, transforming into a vulture, and latching his beak on the handle of the hammer of little Ragnarus, who hung on top of Safras, looking with some fear at the water below.

Then he shook his little head in annoyance.

"I feel like I can fight for a while, but I'm running out of stamina, Night Elf. ”

"If you save a little, you can really use it for a little longer, Nornera is not a panacea, and the energy it can store is limited. Orser replied, but as soon as he spoke, little Ragnaros fell again.

Flapping his wings, he picked up little Ragnaros again.

The whirlpools on the surface of the Nila Sea began to slowly recede, and the entire sea gradually returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

The previous spectacle began to fade, and the downpour in the air was re-energizing Nila's ocean, and even when little Ragnaros was so noisy, Nila still didn't lose her ability to adjust.

"Elder?" Mikael noticed Othur, who had morphed into a vulture.

"Yes, he came with Lucia. Sylvie nodded.

Mikael's sudden retreat took several steps, only to realize that Sylvie had been by his side for a long time. If Sylvie had attacked, the consequences would have been devastating.

"Just to help you with an umbrella, why are you so nervous?" Sylvie frowned.

Mikael saw the black greatsword above his head, which blocked most of the rain above Mikael's head, and the king was holding the black greatsword silently, like a statue.

"Well, thank you. Mikael nodded stiffly.

Devourer Jean was panting, there were not many tentacles left on his body, and the heat was still rising from his body, and he was wondering how the elemental creatures that had been attacking him just now had suddenly disappeared.

Lucia landed on Jean's head, crouched down, and gently stroked Jean's smooth head.

She simulated her own battle with Ragnaros Jr., only to find that she had little chance of winning, and Ragnaros Jr.'s strength had already made her vaguely afraid.

But now little Ragnaros had reverted back to his original form, the intimidating power and tyrannical aura were gone, and the power that seemed to be a god had been exhausted.

Is this elemental creature born in the plane?Lucia's golden eyes were firmly fixed on the little Ragnaros hanging on Other, and the expression on her face finally changed. It's ready to deal with the elemental creature that is making a lot of noise in Nila.

The problem is Osser. She was unaware of the relationship between Oter and Ragnaros Jr.

She didn't dare to act rashly now, she couldn't find any memory of Othur, not before the Holy War, not after the Holy War.

From the current point of view, Orser should only be a great druid, but his power fluctuations are not even as good as an elite level.

Did you hide her power in any way?, Lucia looked at Orsher, who had changed into vulture.

The Crimson Pattern didn't disappear due to the transformation, and Lucia finally guessed what it did.

For Lucia, Oter was already covered in layers of fog.

Taking the moment to glance at Lawrence, who was trying to reduce her presence, Lucia reached out to unleash a spell as she comforted Jean the Devourer.

The water source responded to Lucia's call, and a dozen columns of water rushed to the sky so that Lawrence had no time to dodge, and these water columns responded to each other, and then adjusted, forming a small water prison, just trapping Lawrence inside.

With a slight flick of his wings, Lawrence would be sliced off a piece of flesh by these rapidly circulating currents, and he would have to float on the surface of the water, like a poor chick in the water.

"What the hell did you do to make Lucia do this to you?" asked Sylvie curiously.

"It's nothing, just secretly read a book," Lawrence grimaced, "It looks like there's no chance to go to Norton, I'll be killed now, and then erase my memories and be born again as a chick in Shiva." ”

"Sounds like history books," Sylvie shrugged, "Lucia will pierce your head with a jet of water and take off your wings to use as a surfboard." ”

Lawrence shuddered.

"You seem to know them well," Mikael said slowly, his gaze as sharp as a knife, as if trying to peel off the layers of Sylvie, "It should also be expected that the undertaker of the Tomb Council must indeed have a connection with the ancient demons." ”

"Unripe, uncooked. Sylvie waved her hand and hid herself behind the King.

Wait a minute. Sylvie felt as if she was missing an arm or a leg. Something seemed to be missing from her head.

"Where's Klin?"

Minion Clint was trying to paddle hard with his thin arms, trying to get to his boss, but the speed of his progress was impressive.

“wu？hu hu hu。 The Minion Clint seemed to have noticed something, patted his head, sneered, pulled out the cold beam gun on his back, and fired a cryogenic beam at the water, and immediately a path paved with ice cubes appeared.

Minion Kling sneered again, running and shooting all the way, moving faster than swimming I don't know how much.

“a ha ha，boss，I am coming。 ”

After walking for a while, he looked back at Jean the Devourer, who was gradually recovering, raised the cold beam gun, narrowed his eyes, and aimed at Gene.

The blue beam reached a red tentacle and froze it.

"Ye!nic!" the Minion laughed and stood under Orshur, drawing a circle of the cryo beam across the water, signaling that Orser could land.

With a "flutter", the gray smoke cleared, and Orser returned to his elven form, gently lowering little Ragnaros onto the ice.

Then I immediately lifted it.

"Night Elves, if you want to kill me, don't do this humiliating way. ”

Little Ragnaros was a little mad, its heat melted the ice, but he lost most of his strength and almost became the first elemental lord to drown.