Volume 2 The Messenger of the Two Clans Chapter 47 A Different King

As the sound sounded, the outermost wall of wind, as if it was under some control, began to gradually dissipate.

And the pillar of fire in the center was even more like being involved in some whirlpool, and began to swirl towards the center, and when all of them converged to the center, it suddenly made a loud noise, and scattered like an explosion, and the flying flames quickly crossed the ground, forming a huge magic array.

The dust kicked up by the explosion filled the entire space, and even though Yi Fan's eyesight was far beyond that of ordinary people, in such a situation, he could only see a huge phantom in the dust.

"What, you seem to be scared?" The majestic and terrifying voice sounded again, and the phantom in the smoke and dust seemed to be slowly walking towards Yi Fan.

Although the movement did not seem to be large, the entire ground began to tremble slightly with his movements, and more obvious than the movement on the ground was a wave of heat in the air.

"Who are you?" Yi Fan took a step forward, and the black flames shook violently with his movements.

He felt the imminent movement of his body, as if he had met an old enemy, and the black dragon phantom that appeared behind him even showed a look of teeth and claws, as if he couldn't wait to fight that mysterious existence.

"Who am I? It's better for you to confirm this question with your own eyes!" A hint of a smile suddenly appeared in the voice, as if he was laughing at Yi Fan's question for being too naïve, and as if he was laughing at the ignorance of the young man in front of him.

With a loud inhalation sound, the smoke and dust that filled the entire space surged towards the location of the phantom, as if it had been eaten by the latter as food, and disappeared all at once.

It turns out that you are a vacuum cleaner? Yi Fan wanted to say such a thing, but when the appearance of the phantom gradually became clear, the words that had just reached his mouth were still swallowed by him.

The magic of the two magicians called [Fusion] did not seem to be like the demons they had encountered in the Night Tribe before, directly fused into some kind of messy monster, what appeared in front of Yi Fan's eyes was a completely new existence that had nothing to do with the two.

The body is completely composed of flames, and even the face is flowing with molten lava, and only the outline of the human face can be faintly seen, the red eyes look like melted gems, and the armor draped outside the body is made of lava that does not seem to be much different from the flames.

The King of Fire Demons - Ragnaros, if it was on the earth in the past, Yi Fan might not hesitate to think of this name when he saw this figure, but when he heard the baroque voice in his head, he reacted instantly, and the huge creature that appeared in front of him had a more accurate name in this world, the king of fire elves - Salman!

The huge figure is far more exaggerated than Yi Fan imagined, even if he has been prepared in his heart before he can see it clearly, but when he gets closer, Yi Fan still feels that he is small compared to it, and the height of tens of meters is an insurmountable gap for human beings in all senses, even if it is placed on the earth where he once lived.

Salman's figure slowly moved towards Yi Fan, and everywhere he passed, it was burned to ashes by the flames, and it was more accurate to describe him as a moving active volcano than a flame giant.

"What, do you recognize my identity?human!" Salman's tone revealed a huge battle intent, and it seemed that if he was asking, he seemed to be telling Yi Fan that after answering the question, he could officially start the battle.

Just as Baroque once told Yi Fan, Salman is a militant who naturally likes to destroy and destroy, even if because of the laws of space, what they can come to this world is only a clone, but for this rare fighting opportunity, Salman still shows enough eagerness.

"Salman, King of Fire Elves, why, why are you here?" Even the opponent of the Baroque who would fall into a bitter battle when he won a total victory was obviously not something that Yi Fan could resist now, "It's just that the two human magisters, why do they have the power to summon you!"

The huge black dragon phantom became more and more dense with Yi Fan's voice, and from a distance, it looked as if it had an entity - only Yi Fan knew that this was indeed the former entity of the Baroque, but because his magic power was not enough, it was not enough to manifest the black dragon body in a full state now.

"Are you interrogating me?" Salman's massive head lowered suddenly, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

A powerful heat wave swept towards Salman's movements, and some of the plants in the surrounding grass all burst into flames with such a slight move as the former.

"......" Yi Fan didn't answer Salman's question, obviously he had already felt it at this time, what was going on in the heart of the monster in front of him.

Since the fight is inevitable, there is no escape option. Because of the warning, Guy and Caroline had already retreated to a long distance from here, and Saber was still nearby for fear of being worried, but if he ran away with all his might, he should have no problem standing in front of him.

Thinking of this, Yi Fan silently let go and dropped the long sword in his hand, in this level of battle, it is obviously impossible to count on such a weapon, and for elemental creatures, no matter what time it is, the effect of magic will be much better than physical attacks.

His eyes gradually became resolute, almost exhausting all the magic power in his body, and the blue magic light wrapped Yi Fan almost instantly, and then all of them were scattered into the ground, forming a huge summoning circle that was enough to enclose the entire black dragon phantom inside.

"Huh, seeing an existence like me, do you still plan to resist?" Yi Fan's actions were obviously beyond Salman's expectations, although he was disdainful of the phantom and magic array that appeared behind the former, but after seeing the perseverance in the other party's eyes, he couldn't help but be a little interested.

"You can't choose to wait for death, after all, if you die like this, there will be a lot of people crying. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Yi Fan squatted down, slapped under the palm on the ground, and then a slightly smaller magic array appeared, which was the most effective way to use embodied magic after his body was fused with forgotten love.

"Does anyone cry? Is it a lover?"

Elementals obviously don't know how to cry like this, and the reason why they ask such a thing is that for Salman, maybe he just wants to say a few more words - an existence like him, even when he is in the elemental plane, is very lonely to think about.

Yi Fan stood up and silently looked at the King of Fire Elemental in front of him, and the huge magic array under the black dragon phantom also flashed with a powerful light at this time.

The source of magic power in the sea of knowledge, through the bridge built by two magic arrays, one large and one small, has been integrated with the phantom of the black dragon, and the endless magic power was frantically extracted from Yi Fan's body, and then all of it was injected into the phantom.

In the space covered by the magic array, all the surrounding beings were turned into summoned sacrifices at this time, stones, trees, and even air were all in the vortex formed by the magic power, being frantically plundered and absorbed, and then all poured into the huge black dragon phantom.

With such movements, the black dragon's body gradually became clearer at this time, making people wonder that in the next second, the real black dragon would appear in front of everyone.

"Hahaha, interesting, you guy, are you really just a human?" Salman glanced at the black dragon when he raised his head, and then looked at Yi Fan again, his tone revealed an undisguised surprise, obviously he also cared a little bit about Yi Fan's performance as a human.

The aura on the black dragon phantom was gradually becoming stronger, even an existence like Salman couldn't help but look sideways at this time, following the belligerent instinct, so he was willing to be summoned by the two magisters with his life, and he seemed to have a little agreement with his choice.

Yi Fan still didn't speak, staring at Salman silently, and at the moment he was still entangled in his heart about the reason why the latter was summoned, after all, according to what Baroque once said, an existence like the King of Elements already requires a great mage to be able to use complex magic contracts and then summon them!

However, just two mages who were on the verge of death, right in front of his eyes, did this impossible thing, even if they paid with their lives, and maybe even their souls became sacrifices, but for Yi Fan, this was still unacceptable.

"Human, you seem to have been ignoring my questions all along!" Salman, who roared loudly, stretched out his finger at Yi Fan.

With Salman's movements, the air became hot in this instant, and a huge fireball appeared out of thin air, and then dragged its long tail and slammed towards Yi Fan from mid-air, and the surrounding trees all burned with a whirl.

With just a simple gesture, Salman used the [Fall Technique] that even a magus would need to chant to use.

Rumble!

The huge fireball smashed into the open space around Yi Fan, and the charred earth around it told the terrifying power of this attack, but Salman couldn't help frowning if it existed, because when he attacked, he was actually aiming at the position where Yi Fan was standing.

Then he looked at the guy who had failed this attack, the one standing behind Yi Fan, a huge black dragon about the size of his own body.

"Salman, I didn't expect that after so many years, you still have such a fiery temper?" the black dragon slowly spoke, and the baroque voice sounded from above the air as if it had been amplified countless times.

For the first time, through Yi Fan's utopian magic, Baroque once again revealed its former posture on this familiar continent after thousands of years!