As a guide on the snowy mountain, he always pinned his head to his waist and died under the avalanche, which was much cheaper than dying at the hands of the gods. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info If they all die unexpectedly, then what difference does it make if they die beautifully and they die ugly?

In his opinion, the god on the mountain, since he could help old Joey, was naturally a kind god.

Good gods can be deceived, and those good gods are much less of a threat than ordinary people. If he could really see the gods, he really wanted to hug the thighs of the gods, which were much more powerful than any rich man or high-ranking official.

He even fantasized that he would become the first batch of believers to support the gods, and even use the strength of the gods to make a fortune and stay young forever.

There are so many things in their hearts that some people are so frightened that they can't sleep. Some people are so excited that they can't sleep.

Everyone had no intention of going home, and they found tents from their homes, from their shops. He set up a tent in the square and guarded the mountain like this, not daring to sleep.

And after that, the changes on the sacred mountain have opened everyone's eyes and made them even more uneasy.

On the top of the mountain, the rain of fire falling from the sky was like the legendary heavenly fire burning the city. In just an instant, everyone was frightened and panicked.

Fortunately, the flames only fell on the hills, not on them. But even this made the people who stayed in the square tremble and panic.

And that's just the beginning, after that, it seems like something big is happening on the mountain all the time.

A huge roar spread like rolling thunder down the mountain, reverberating in their hearts. In the end, they couldn't even tell which ones were rolling thunder and which ones were like the beating of their drums.

Then there was the flames and brilliance in the sky, the roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the pillars of fire that soared into the sky, and the dazzling light that radiated everywhere.

Scene after scene of terrible changes, just by looking at it from afar, you can imagine that terrible things are happening there.

They are like the most immersive lighting and vocal music, and in their own imagination, they experience the most terrifying and terrifying stories.

Every roar, every chirp, every change, stirred up a throb in their hearts, and they all opened the dyeing room on their faces.

In the anxiety of anxiety, people counted the long hours of minute by minute, and people tugged at their hearts, waiting for the condolences of fate.

Finally, like a century later, the mountain finally quieted down.

The mountain returned to tranquility, leaving only a distorted red light, like a dancing flame in a campfire. Only the stars twinkled, and they did not disappear for a long time, and the stars seemed to have fallen on the top of the mountain.

Finally, everything is quiet again.

Everything is safe, there are no fires burning cities, no landslides and cracks, no floods and avalanches.

Although the distorted beams of light on the mountain still resemble monsters with teeth and claws, everything is quiet again.

At the very least, they all had a brief period of peace.

"It's not moving, it's safe. ”

The tranquility was not followed by a rapid storm, but a real lasting tranquility, and the inhabitants of the mountain looked forward to it.

As if in response to their expectations, a golden light appeared in the sky.

"It's dawn!"

In the hope of relief, a red sun jumped out of the undulating mountains and reflected half of the sky.

The sun shone with golden brilliance, and the whole world lit up, and even the fire on the top of the mountain disappeared.

All that was left at the top of the hill were distorted clouds, illusory light and shadow, distorted light like a mirage.

.....

When George entered the ball of magical energy, he was greeted by boundless flames.

It was not like he had entered a sphere only five meters high, but rather as if he had been thrown into a world of boundless flames.

He appeared on the battlefield where the magic of the Nether Phoenix and the Flame Phoenix were intertwined. He seemed to have been shrunk countless times, and the magic power of the phoenix had been expanded countless times.

In front of his eyes, the endless magic power was like an army that could not see the edges, colliding with each other and fighting each other.

At this time on the battlefield, the magic power of the flame has taken over, and there is a more abundant accumulation of magic power, and the power of the flame is constantly advancing towards the opponent's domain. The territory occupied by the magic of darkness has been lost one after another.

Without thinking too much, George had already entered the state for the first time, and this was a contest in the spiritual world.

The magic of the Netherworld Phoenix and the Flame Phoenix, two completely different forces, are like natural enemies of each other, attracting each other and strangling each other. Two powerful magical forces, constantly intertwined with each other, and constantly colliding.

At this time, with his entry, he took over the battlefield for the first time. Those dark magic powers immediately became orderly, no longer fighting on their own, not on a brutal rampage, but turned into a forest of demonic beasts.

Bears, rhinos, lions, tigers, eagles, serpents..... The magic conjured up a dark beast, lined up in a neat line, facing the monstrous sea of fire, pressing forward step by step.

The dark magic transforms into the form of demonic beasts, their magic power is more condensed, and their means are more abundant. The power of the flame became difficult to invade in the face of the demonic beast with condensed magical power.

The dark army of Warcraft, facing the monstrous sea of fire, cooperated with each other to conjure up more means of attack.

"Collision"

"Roar"

"Devour"

Those rough fire attacks are hard to resist the erosion of dark magic. And those defeated flames, like routed soldiers, scattered flames, were devoured by dark demonic beasts, and more dark demonic beasts were produced, and they were thrown into the battlefield again.

The army of dark monsters pressed forward step by step, crushing the raging flames, engulfing the scattered flames, and spawning more dark monsters.

Repeatedly, the Dark Monster army began to turn the tide and gradually expand its territory.

Everything is going in a good direction.

Unfortunately, the good times were short-lived.

With the rapid expansion of dark magic, the power of fire is also rapidly evolving under the pressure of dark magic.

Those chaotic and undisciplined rough offsets, facing the pressure of their opponents, immediately began to imitate George's army of Warcraft.

From the clumsy and disembodied in the beginning, soon, a revamped army of Warcraft made up of the power of flames. Appearing in the opposite faction, the battle became fierce and scorching again.

"Trouble. ”

George frowned, the Flame Phoenix was also a Spirit of Flame after all, although his wisdom was far inferior to him, but in terms of the power of control of the flame, it would not lose to him. The battle has turned into a war of attrition again.

Although it was troublesome, he also had to calm down, quietly control the army of Warcraft under his command, and start a desperate battle with the power of the Flame Phoenix.

(To be continued.) )