Chapter 40: Unwillingness
The wind whistled, and with a "bang" it broke into a blue, red, and yellow space, and was shattered by an instant strangulation, leaving a shallow white low temperature, and returned to heaven and earth with a whimper, and complained sadly to the frost god seat shrouded in the sky.
The pale Frost Throne suddenly lit up with a faint vein, spreading a trace of distance upwards from the bottom of the Throne.
"Boom!"
The shattered wind shook, and the mysterious but powerful power descended on its body, and the dark blue silk threads that shimmered with pure light shuttled wantonly, and mysterious symbols fell from the sky, imprinted on the broken wind.
The cold air suddenly spread, turning into a cold world, a pair of hazy eyes slowly opened, with a hint of confusion, a moment later, with a sharp turn, the light of the eyes instantly crossed the boundary of space, and fell towards a distant city.
"Has the Patronus been born, why so early?"
On the holy mountain, an obscure thought sounded, with questions, hovering around the holy pool.
At the edge of the holy pool, the angel looked solemnly in the direction of the extreme north, and in his gaze, everything except for the top of the mountain occupied by the Frost God Throne was in his eyes.
Ragged orcs, shabby and broken camps, fanatical orc shamans, angry beast emperors
"My lord, is there any difference in this era?"
"Nope"
In the deep abyss, a skeleton knelt cross-legged beside a large inky river, and the miserable green ghost fire in its empty eyes stared at the unfading darkness of the sky, and hesitantly answered the voice in his ears.
"Then why? Didn't the Guardian Soldiers appear in the first hundred years? β
In the midst of the millions of forests, the dense branches and leaves of an ancient tree swayed, and the dark green breath instantly ran through all the big trees, like a dense giant net, incorporating the entire million forests into it.
A sika deer crouched under the ancient tree, closed its eyes and pretended to sleep, the colorful deer skin shining in the cold sun but exuding a trace of quaint atmosphere.
"Tasmo, this era is destined to be different. β
"Why?" the old tree trembled, and the old voice fell.
"It has chosen its successor, and the slaughter is about to befall this world, and so is the Frost Throne, and the world is about to usher in its destiny. β
The sika deer raised its head, its huge eyes were shining with a ray of water, and the four-colored light flowed in it, like an ancient and dense forest, standing silently
In the outer city of Paulol, nearly half of the gorgeous Duke Ruskin's palace has been reduced to ruins, buried under the yellow sand, and thousands of living beings have not even had time to let out a wailing scream, and the yellow sand instantly fills their mouths, flowing out of the seven orifices, with a trace of white liquid and red liquid.
However, the battle is not over.
The angry fire dragon and the sharp ice girl fought to the death in the sky, their bodies were too weak to see their original appearance, faintly, if they appeared, it seemed that they would dissipate at any time.
But with the loud rumbling sound and devastating aftermath of the collision of cold sword qi and flames, no one would agree with their weakness.
On the ground, the demon bear fell into a huge deep pit, and countless earth dragons tightly wrapped around his body, locking his majestic limbs and hideous head to the ground, and he still roared angrily, unable to break free at all.
Kendi floated in mid-air, the earthy yellow magic array under his feet rotated, and a stream of pure magic power was continuously transmitted to the earth dragon in the pit, which quickly repaired the torn earth dragon body.
He looked silently at a clearing in the distance, his gaze tingling cold.
"Are you unwilling?"
On the side, StrΓΆ, who was weakly supported by a magician, asked.
"Yes, the gap between me and him should not be big, why didn't I even touch the corner of his clothes?
"Of course, although I don't want to admit it, this thief is so superior to us, not to mention, he is a magician of the light and water double line, this kind of talent, compared to us"
Stro's words were not finished, but the meaning was expressed very clearly, in front of a dual-line magician like Jin Li, a nine-day level magician, a single-line magician was indeed a little lacking in combat effectiveness.
"You don't have to tease me, Stro, you know you don't have that ability. Kendi took a deep look at the place where Jin Li disappeared, turned his head, looked at the weak Stro, and said: "Your little trick should be kept, and I don't think you have time to think about this kind of thing at all, because of your incompetence, Lordan Fasheng was furious, and he beat back the elements of a giant tiger condensed by a fire-based forbidden spell on the magic tower, so you still have to think about how to deal with him!"
Kendi looked at Stro's somewhat ugly face, smiled mockingly, and turned around, the staff in his hand floated again, and the earthy yellow light bloomed, condensing into a sharp sword suspended in front of his chest.
"It's time for this farce to end. β
He said softly, elegant and resolute, and when he waved his hands, the sword swung, turning into an earthy yellow streamer, and the brush sank into the demon bear's body.
The roar of the demon bear froze instantly, and the sound of incomparably painful sound in the demon bear's body, and his body instantly turned into twice the size of the original, and continued to increase, three times or four times
"Boom!"
A loud bang shook the sky, and the terrifying aftermath instantly spread out, and the earthy yellow light flooded the heavens and the earth.
Qianying exclaimed, the fire dragon roared, and two streamers bloomed, turning into a thin barrier to block the terrifying waves of air, but they were submerged in it in an instant, only to hear two crisp sounds, "pop" and "pop", and the inferior red and blue light appeared in the earthy yellow light.
"Bang la la"
Countless houses collapsed in an instant, and were destroyed again and again the moment they landed, turning into countless smoke and dust, floating throughout the outer city of Bolol.
"What a beautiful landscape. β
Kendi smiled and looked at the ruined outer city of Paulol in front of him, a touch of sigh appeared on his face, and then, he turned his head, looked at the uncertain face of Stro beside him, and said, "The power of this sword of punishment given to me by the teacher is okay, Stro." β
Stro frowned and said, "You want to destroy the outer city of Bolol." β
"It's not that exaggerated, Stro. Kendi put his hands in front of him and said, "This is just to remove all the instability in Polore City in order to face the impending catastrophe." β
"Calamity?"
Kendi stretched out his hand and patted Stro's shoulder, wrinkling the weak Stro's face, and he said: "The latest news, the general attack of the beasts has begun, Cosmo Giant City This time, there is more than one bad luck, the teacher said, the chance to defend it is less than half the city." β
Stro's eyes flashed, and the dim red light lit up again, like a flame rekindled, reborn, "So you just want to give up this waste, rebuild a new defense system?"
"Don't get excited, Stro. Kendi walked forward slowly, the land that had been ravaged by the earth elemental seemed extremely thick and smooth, "Our task is to break through, gain the recognition of the elemental heart the moment we become a Dharma Saint, and become a true Sage in one fell swoop. β
"That's your job. Stror licked his lips and said excitedly, "My mission is to burn all the intruders, and all those who are hostile to the Magic Guild." β
"So, what are you going to do?" said Kendi, who knew his old fellow all too well, and his favorite thing to do was to let the flame ignite a man's horn and enjoy that perverted fear.
With a gesture of his hand, he pointed to the desperate private soldiers who were still guarding Ruskin Ni not far away, and said: "I want to keep them and let them send more equipment to Cosmo Giant City, so that they can hold on for a little longer, I also have an idea, in just three months, I can make this Bolol City become a flame Shura field." β
"So, you want me to stop? But have you thought about it, just in case?"
"No whatever!" the weak Stro waved his hand violently, interrupting Kendi's words, and said with a look of eagerness: "I don't allow it to happen, I want to let the red flowers ignite the whole world, then, he must ignite." β
Kendi looked at Stro in amazement, having worked together for so long, she didn't know that Stro had such a great dream, although it was so unrealistic.
However, the old man still has to listen to it, otherwise once he goes crazy, it will definitely not be a good thing for him.
Besides, who's to say it won't work out?
So Kendi waved his hand, and in the raging tricolor storm, a cold light flashed away, and the earthy yellow sword had already appeared in his hand.
"Listen, Duke Ruskin, this time I will leave you a way to live, live well, and hope that you can live a long life. β
As soon as the words fell, the three-color storm raging in the distance instantly collapsed into countless points of light, melting into the void little by little, replenishing the magical elements that were already lacking in this space.
"Let's go. β
Kendi waved his hand and said softly, and the hundreds of magicians behind him bowed down respectfully to show their obedience, turned around, and walked towards the place of the Magic Guild.
In front of the palace of Duke Ruskin, the weak private soldiers looked at the backs of a group of magicians, and they couldn't help themselves.
Survived like that?
Why?
What is the purpose of the Magic Guild? Just come to the door of Duke Ruskin and make a mess, and then evacuate like this?
Neurotic, huh?
Wonderful thoughts kept coming up in the minds of a group of private soldiers, and the questions did not stop one after another, and inexplicable things shattered the deep-rooted concept of interests in their minds -- there is no such thing as a free lunch.
They froze there, unaware of what to expect, and didn't know what kind of orders to follow, so they could only stare at Karui in unison.
Karui touched his head, and he vaguely guessed the reason, but it was too scary for him to say it.
It would be nice if the second brother was here, he is so smart
Therefore, all the mercenaries did not see that the body of Roskinny lying on the ground trembled slightly abnormally, and a pair of black pupils instantly melted, turning into two drops of black viscous liquid, dripping from the eye sockets and blending into the long yellow sand below, without a trace.