Beyond the temple is a world of brilliant colors.

Silver lightning, red flames, white frost, blue water, yellow chaos and other colorful energies are entangled, fused and transformed into each other, forming translucent fluid substances tumbling and flowing in the entire void, like an extremely dangerous ocean current.

The temple where Sutum was located was like a small sailing ship located in this ocean of energy, rising and falling with the waves, as if it was about to be torn to pieces by the powerful energy storm outside.

In fact, it was only an illusion, and the temple was protected by a bright and powerful shield on its perimeter, showing no signs of being destroyed by the energy at all.

Even so, Sutum couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he sensed the roar of energy outside.

With such a powerful energy, even if he is a demon, it will be difficult for him to survive if he is consumed by these energies.

"There is still the breath left by other teams here, and they are afraid that they have already entered this energy storm. Such a powerful energy storm is something that everyone knows is terrible inside, and if they dare to go in, they must know something. ”

Sutum sensed the movement around him, and his mind raced to think.

With a thought, he turned his eyes and sensed everything around him.

After carefully scanning the surroundings of the temple, Sutum finally found a stone tablet at the edge of the temple that had been half turned into fiery red glass. There are still some faint handwriting on this stone tablet. According to his speculation, the handwriting on it may be the key to passing the energy storm.

"Damn, they must have erased some important tips. ”

Seeing the traces of the content on it that were completely invisible, Sutum couldn't help but feel a burst of anger in his heart.

But getting angry now didn't help, and he could only continue to think about ways to fend off the energy storm.

He looked at the stone tablet and his mind worked, "Turning into this kind of red glass, it can withstand the erosion of the energy storm outside, if I have such something outside my body to protect me, can I also compete with the storm?"

Judging the feasibility of this idea, after a while, Sutum began to use the demonic power, and used his mirror eyes with all his strength to analyze the structure of the glass.

Time flew by, and he even forgot his purpose.

Finally, with a thud, flames rose from Sutum's body, and finally a fiery red translucent crystal formed on the surface of his body, enveloping him.

He now looked like a human-tall round piece of amber.

Not only was this amber hard, but it also possessed the heat of flames, more than ten times stronger than his previous talisman technique.

"Although it is not possible to replicate 100% of the glazed structure of the stone stele, it should be not far off. ”

He breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at the temple, where Soth and the others still hadn't appeared. Shaking his head, he tentatively leaned out of half of his body, out of the protective range of the temple, and into the energy storm.

"Ok, nothing was a problem. ”

Under the erosion of energy, the talisman amber is as stable as Mount Tai. Then he walked out completely.

"Boom—"

As soon as the body was submerged in the storm, it ushered in a wave of energy shock.

Bursts of frost, thunder, and wind knives seemed to be inexplicably attracted, and they blasted towards Sutum, and powerful energy fluctuations instantly tore apart several cracks in Sutum's protective crystals.

Sutum gasped.

The demonic power in his body was quickly infused into the crystal, repairing it as before.

This action alone consumed almost one-fifth of his strength.

Just as the demonic power was exhausted, a stream of flame energy in the energy storm was suddenly attracted by the fiery red crystal and attached to his body. Curious, Sutum inhaled this energy into his body, and the demonic power that was originally a little empty suddenly increased a little.

"This is a pure force of fire, and it can be absorbed by me without the need to transform. Now, the biggest risk is eliminated. ”

Sutum's spirits perked up all at once.

Walking in this storm of energy, his greatest fear was nothing more than the exhaustion of demonic power and the inability to protect himself. Now that he has a supplement, he can use the power of the devil to resist the energy storm.

The danger was suddenly reduced by fifty percent.

As he inhaled the more of the force of this fire, his spirit faintly sensed a route that seemed to lead to the end.

His intuition told him that the line was completely real.

He followed the path he sensed and continued to walk into the depths of the storm.

After walking for a while, the fluctuations of the Force began to appear, and they became more and more violent.

He saw the source of various attribute powers such as ice and snow, wind knives, thunder and lightning in the energy storm, which were clumps of force like flames. Under the action of some invisible rules, this force gradually evolved into various energies, which attracted and repelled each other from the beginning of its birth, thus causing the ocean-like energy storm he saw.

Among the energy evolved, the flame system has the most energy, which makes Sutum more and more like a fish in water.

During this journey, he also sensed the breath of flesh and blood, and even absorbed some soul fragments that had not been completely crushed by the energy, and obtained a lot of mutilated memories.

In all the teams, as long as there is no strong team that can manipulate the power of fire, almost all of them are reduced to nothingness by the energy storm.

Very few people remain in these memories.

Among them were the three Wright whom Sutum had seen, a team in white robes, a warrior with a rough face and a fierce breath, and two mysterious people who were unique and unsightly.

These people or teams either have the power to manipulate flames, or they have artifacts that can borrow the power of flames. They are also incredibly powerful in their own right.

After walking some more distance, Sutum sensed that his target was getting closer.

At this point, his strength was not only fully restored, but even gained.

“...... Haha, the fetish is mine, and no one can take it away from me......"

Suddenly, he faintly heard a hoarse and crazy laughter, and then sensed that several white-robed people were fighting each other not far away.

The energy around the white-robed man was unexpectedly dispersed, forming a short-lived energy vacuum.

"Ah, Iruka, Hada......"

Among them, the white-robed man who was laughing wildly had a red light flashing in his eyes, and suddenly stopped smiling, and recited a strange incantation in his mouth. Sutum couldn't understand a single syllable of this incantation, but it didn't prevent him from sensing that the incantation contained the power of fire that he was familiar with.

"Whew-"

The spell landed, and a red light emitted from the white-robed man's hand, which quickly expanded in the air, rapidly attracting flame energy. In a matter of moments, the red light split into dozens of fireballs the size of water tanks, attacking all the figures he saw.

The other white-robed men used their own means to attack or protect.

A chanting incantation, turning into a wind shield, a wall of condensed earth stones. The most powerful one didn't need a spell at all, and naturally emitted a soft blue light from his body, and he looked calm.

"Boom!"

The flames impacted, and the two white-robed people who condensed the shield were all tossed and embarrassed. Only the one who emitted the blue light was light and light, and it seemed that he was not affected in the slightest.

Sutum looked at their situation and was amazed.

These people looked like mortals on the surface, and they didn't have prophetic blood in their bodies, but their spiritual power was quite strong. These spiritual powers and pure elemental energy fused to form a force similar to demonic power, allowing them to unleash a variety of powerful energy attacks.

Not a prophet, but better than a prophet.

"Is this—magic?"

Thinking of the incantation, and the energy in their bodies, Sutum thought in a trance.

"Stop, Sarn, are you crazy?"

Seeing that the white-robed man who emitted the fireball began to recite the incantation again, the two white-robed people who were gray-headed and dusty shouted in unison. At the same time, the spiritual power condensed, constantly attracting wind and earth thorns to interrupt Sarn's movements.

At this point, the surrounding energy poured into the area again, and began to form a storm of energy again.