"Why does death reign supreme?

In the bottomless darkness, a pair of red pupils slowly opened, followed by a low, piercing roar. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe huge dragon spread its pitch-black wings in the abyss of Black Mountain, setting off a devastating black storm that quickly swept through the vast land with a sense of doomsday oppression.

The blood-colored glimmer flickered in the darkness and soon faded away.

At the same time, the chilling roar disappeared into the silent and dark abyss, never to be found again.

The land of Montenegro was full of corpses, and the smell of blood wafted from the heart.

He closed his dull eyes in despair, and his scarred body was as light as a piece of paper falling to the ground, and he could not hear anything.

At the moment when his consciousness was about to be extinguished, the mountains were entrenched in the far of the eye, and the dead trees on the hillsides fell to the left and right with the wind. A tiny white light came into his eyes, and a small black shadow in the white light stretched out his right hand towards him and slowly walked towards him.

"There's a surviving ...... here."

However, darkness inexorably overwhelmed his last consciousness, and then even time could not find him.

In a cold, dark corner, a lingering haze shrouded the dead silence, wiping out the faint breath like a silk. Sleepy-eyed, he twitched his stiff body, staring at the rancid walls, his vague consciousness only remembering what had happened not long ago.

Faced with the unfathomable darkness, he buried his head deep in his hands and knees, his eyes glazed.

This is not the calmness of an eleven-year-old!

There was a soft thud, and the flints on the ground that looked like magnets collided with each other, igniting small inconspicuous flames.

At that moment, he looked at the bones all around him in astonishment, and hesitated.

The withered branches burned slowly, bursting with pleasant sounds, as if a pair of invisible hands were manipulating the atmosphere around him, which made him a little nervous. The clicking sound slowly came from the motionless bones, moving the dead air and pounding on the nerves of his brain.

"The bones are moving?" he said, curious, and tentatively went up to see what was going on.

"Give me my life!

The slightly trembling bones ignited the fire suit, forming the joints of fire, connecting the scattered bones, and gradually showing the appearance of a fire spirit, and the empty and gloomy eyes could not see a trace of spiritual power.

"Who are you, why are you in this tattered place?" he asked, flicking his fingers weakly on the Fire Spirit's forehead.

"You're not afraid of me, I'm the messenger of death, the fire spirit, the proverbial fire ......"

"Why did you become like this? Scary is your pleasure?" for some reason, he could sense some strange fluctuations of magic from the fire spirit, as if he was born with an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The fire spirit looked at him in disbelief, and took a step forward with difficulty, his body falling forward uncontrollably, almost kissing him.

"Go, go, go, what are you doing? Don't mess around, don't blame me for being rude to you. ”

"It's not...... I can't control the bones anymore. ”

Bang Bang Bang~~ The fire spirit proverb fell to the ground in embarrassment, shattering into a pile of scattered bones again, but the tepid flame was not extinguished, floating in mid-air, and the seemingly ghost fire faintly released a faint magic power.

"In the course of the battle, due to my negligence, I was supposed to apply the suppressive effect on my opponent's body and bounced back into my body, and it turned into a ball of flames. And my sword was taken away. In order to escape the wind and rain, I had to hide in this dungeon......

"Why are you talking to me about this?" he smiled wryly, thinking to himself that this was too dramatic!

"I've lost an important sword and can't recover it at the moment, so I'm going to burn out if I go on like this. God let me meet you, can you help me?"

"I can't even save myself......"

Hiss~~ The fire quickly consumed a lot of its own magic power, and the light suddenly dimmed, like a flame dancing on a match.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Give me some magic, I'm going to go out......"

He spread his hands helplessly, shook his head with a dilemma, and refused: "Can't you sense that I am a person whose magic power is close to zero?

The proverb slowly floated to the tip of his nose, using his only sense to confirm, and then sneered, and denied: "Who said that your magic power is close to zero? The so-called magic power is formed by the proportional power of mind, bone power, and courage...... It's just that your proportions are relatively weird......"

"What?"

"You don't understand, hurry up and stretch out your hand!"

"What are you going to do?"

"That's long-winded! Just do it, and I won't take advantage of you. ”

He helplessly spread his hands to the proverbial fire, puzzled.

Boom, bang! Unexpectedly, the fire only slightly absorbed some of his near-nothingness of magic, like a terrifying bomb, exploding without warning. The deep blue air was filled with an invisible oppressive air current, and in this dark blue flame-shrouded field, there was no dazzling light, only this scorching temperature air flow with a strange, faint black.

The billowing smoke of the flames churned with amazing magic, and the grey and black stones were cooked like charred potatoes.

The sound of the rock rolling down was like the collapse of the multi-bony Nomi card, accompanied by the dazzling hazy sky light falling through the ceiling, and the amazing roar of the dragon was overwhelming, making people shudder.

"Wait, how did you go from crimson to dark blue...... Who the hell are you?"

"If it weren't for your influence, would I have become like this?

"Long Sky ......"

"Remember! Get out of here, you can't fall down no matter what!"

At that moment, the proverbial fire lowered the temperature of the flame and floated into the tattered sleeves of Changtian's clothes, making him uncomfortable, and softly complaining that he was burned to death!

"Didn't you promise to help me, please don't wave your sleeves, I won't burn you." ”

"You...... When did I promise you, when would I be a fool!"

"Don't worry about the little details, you still look at the situation around you. Unfortunately, it's even more terrible than hell, which means you'll be the prey to be killed......"

When the dust fell silent, the tragic hissing sound and the piercing impact sound gradually became clear to his ears, and in addition to a trace of unknown fear in Changtian's heart, there was also a mysterious force flowing in his blood that hit his heart beating more and more strongly...... Immediately afterward, the white curtain of light that came from the empowerment was like opening a Rashomon Gate to despair!