Walit had the dream again.

He stood on the endless wilderness, the sky obscured by the endless hurricane, making it impossible to distinguish between day and night, Norland standing to his left, the White Emperor's sword pinned to his waist, his rag-like blood-colored trench coat whirring in the wind, Vlami standing to his right, the walnut staff in his left hand slowly accumulating magic.

Their eyes were all looking at one place, where the eye of the hurricane stopped, and there was a deep pit of earth under the eye of the wind, from which a trace of black mist emerged.

"Let's do it. Flammy said, with a deep tiredness on his face, that the tug-of-war had been going on for too long.

Walité nodded, and he unleashed his magic, and the dirt of the wilderness leaned towards him as if it had heard a call, converging on his body and condensing into hard stone, and finally he turned into a stone giant more than six meters tall.

He took a step towards the pit, Noland and Vlamy followed him, and the things below the pit seemed to feel threatened, and more black gas rose from the bottom of the pit and gathered together, dancing wildly in the air like a demon snake, and as the Golem approached, they took the initiative to attack, rushing towards Walit.

Walit didn't dodge, let the demon snake collide with him, the black gas turned into a drill, and kept spinning and stabbing at the stone giant, but he could only jump out of the stone giant with some small stones, and could not do much damage to his body. Walit casually slapped a demon snake nailed to his body, and as it turned into black gas and dissipated, the shattered part of Golem's body was restored, leaving no trace.

More and more black gas poured out from the bottom of the pit, either into a spinning drill and into Golem's body, or into ropes that strangled Golem's body. But it all seemed to be in vain, and Walit was simply irresistible, opening a way for his comrades to dance in the midst of the demons.

The moment Walit reached the edge of the pit, all the black qi suddenly stopped attacking and quickly retracted to the bottom of the pit, where it condensed into a thick black mist. Walit looked towards the bottom of the pit, and the black mist was like a pot of boiling water, constantly tumbling and surging at the bottom of the pit.

Suddenly, Valit felt a cold look from the black mist, and it was so cold that it made Valit feel like he was in an ice cellar, and although it was only for a short moment, he felt that his soul was frozen.

Sensing that something was wrong, Vrami yelled, "Walit, be careful!"

However, it was still a step too late, and countless wisps of black gas suddenly came out of the surface of the stone giant, and from those places that had been broken, they didn't know when they had mixed into the stones on the stone giant's body, and they erupted together at this moment, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of the stone giant's body in an instant.

All this happened too suddenly, Walit was not prepared for anything, but the existence at the bottom of the pit did not miss this opportunity, and a spear condensed by black qi that almost formed a substance suddenly appeared in front of the stone giant, and then the three of them heard the sound of the air crackling.

The spear pierced Walit's hidden body through the cracks in Golem's body, only a few centimeters away from Walit's heart, so that he did not die immediately. A tyrannical consciousness came from the wound, accompanied by severe pain hitting Walit's soul, making him completely incapacitated, Walit could no longer maintain the Golem, the Golem completely shattered into stones along the cracks, and Walit also fell to the ground with a heavy blow, and the spear condensed by black gas was still on his chest.

There was a rattling laugh from the bottom of the pit, and the thing seemed pleased with its masterpiece, and the black mist rolled even harder.

Flami rushed over and hugged him, examining his wounds, the spear had completely penetrated his body, and a rash removal could tear his heart apart.

Vlamie shook his head at Norland, who was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered, his hands tied with blood-stained strips of cloth stretched out from under the rag-like blood-colored trench coat, and tightly clenched the White Emperor's sword pinned to his waist, and the White Emperor's sword immediately emitted a dazzling light, intertwining with the blood flowing from the blood-colored trench coat that Norland was wearing.

He moved, like a red bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and rushed towards the bottom of the pit, which only had time to send a few black gases to intercept him, but was scattered by flying fireballs before the black gas could get close to Norland.

It was Vrami wielding his walnut staff, and every fireball he shot appeared in the path of the black gas, and even if the black gas suddenly changed direction, it would be shot down by the fireball, as if the black gas was actively loaded with Flammy's fireball.

Under Flammy's cover, Norland rushed into the black fog before the black gas could organize a more effective defense.

There was a loud roar and the sound of fighting from the violently churning black mist, and no more black gas rushed out of the bottom of the pit, and Norland dragged the thing to the bottom of the pit.

Vlamy watched intently at the churning black mist, red lightning shining in between, and from time to time a dazzling light pierced the black fog and lit up the sky, it was Norland who was fighting that thing, but he couldn't hold it for long. Flami didn't hesitate any longer, he raised his walnut staff aloft and unleashed all his magic, and for a moment the air in the wilderness was stagnant, and thick dark clouds appeared above the dirt pit out of thin air, and Vrami seemed to have lost all his strength, kneeling on the ground with his cracked walnut staff.

The dark clouds on the top of the pit grew thicker and thicker, and finally reached a certain saturation point, and a human-thick lightning bolt struck the bottom of the pit, and at this moment the wilderness was like daylight, and the dense black fog at the bottom of the pit dispersed for the first time because of the lightning. Walit saw the situation in the black mist, Norland was wounded all over his body and knelt at the bottom of the pit with the White Emperor Sword, the blood-colored trench coat on his body was also soaked with his own blood, and his left eye had turned into a black hole, and blood was pouring out of the wound.

As the lightning faded, Norland rushed out again, scuffling with a humanoid figure hidden in the black mist, and it didn't take long for the black fog to gather again, and Walit once again lost his vision of the bottom of the pit, only to hear a strange laughter from the bottom of the pit, and it was not Noland's voice.

Seeing that the red lightning in the black mist was getting slower and slower, and the white light was shining less and less frequently, Vrami finally made up his mind, he stood up and threw away the walnut staff in his hand, which fell to pieces as soon as it hit the ground. Walit walked up and grabbed the spear that was stuck in Walit's chest, Walit vaguely sensed what he was trying to do, but he couldn't even say anything to stop Vlamy, and Vramie ignored his pleading looks.

The place where the black spear was held by Flami began to melt into black gas, and then flowed down Flami's hand to his body, with the inflow of black gas, Flami's body had a huge reaction, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down his face, his face was flushed, as if he couldn't breathe, and his body began to tremble violently, and it didn't take long for his clothes to be wet with his own sweat, but this didn't stop him, he put his other hand on the black spear as well.

In an instant, he spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt down, his whole body was dehydrated and he began to age at a rate visible to the naked eye, and a small amount of black blood began to flow out of the corners of his eyes, nose and ears, but his eyes became brighter and more energetic.

"Flammy, stop. As the black gas was sucked away by Flammy, Walit found himself able to speak.

But Vrami didn't pay any attention to him, he yelled into the air, his hands tightly clutched the black spear that was no longer so condensed, and Walit saw that his hands holding the black spear were already bloody and fleshy.

Eventually, the black spear turned into a rapid fragment in Flammy's hand, and finally poured into his body from his mouth, eyes, ears, nose, everything the black gas could find. When the black gas cleared, Walit found Flami kneeling on the ground, lifeless, shriveled skin like old bark on his bones, and traces of black blood still lingering in the corners of his eyes and other places.

Walit struggled to his feet, and as the black spear left his body, his body began to recover, though it would take a long time to heal. He crawled up to Flammy, tears leaving two trails on his muddy face, and he trembled and reached out to Flammy's lifeless body.

When he touched his hand to Flammy's body, Flammy's eyes suddenly opened.

"Flamie, you're alright!" he shouted happily, but Vrami didn't answer him, and he lifted Walit up from the ground, as if trying to give him a smile, but on a face that was already devoid of moisture, the smile was particularly oozing.

He grabbed Walitt's arm and lifted him up, his seemingly thin body contained unimaginable strength, he threw Walit out in a large circle, and the newly recovered Walit had no strength to resist, and could only watch himself get farther and farther away from Vrami and the dirt pit.

Instead of falling due to gravity, he flew faster and faster, flying out of the range of the hurricane, and in the sky, Walit saw the eye of another hurricane appear above Flammy's head, and the two hurricanes collided together as if to tear the whole world apart, and at the same time, Flammy's voice appeared in his head.

"Do not grieve, we will turn into flames and light the way for those who come after us. Walit, one day you will meet someone who will come to you with this memory, remember, to help him, is to help all of us. ”