Chapter Forty-Nine: The Hand of the Flame Demon - Earthfall

Seeing the small figure of the sea of fire invading the mountains and forests and devouring the abyss troll, and seeing the fainting of Merge weakly on the ground with his chest penetrated, tears flowed out of the corners of Ning Meng's eyes again, this time the tears were also salty and warm, but they were different colors from the previous tears.

"You've saved my life again, Merge Nan. Ning Meng bent down, trying to help up Merge, who had passed out.

However, before Ning Meng could finish speaking softly, the abyss troll, who had fallen thousands of meters away, got up from the ground with difficulty, raised his scorched and ugly face, and smiled at Ning Meng.

"He can't save you anymore, damn it, it's a good thing it's incomplete dragon magic, otherwise my great life of Thrall would have fallen to the roar of the dragon. ”

Ning Meng is not like Merge, she can understand the language of the Abyss Clan, she can't understand what Sal said, but Ning Meng can clearly feel the strong killing intent emanating from Sal's bloody eyes from thousands of miles away!

"Filthy Abyssal Bastard!

Suddenly, an old and heavy voice slowly came from the distance, Ning Meng turned her head and looked behind her, only to see Olaire flying in the air like a flame streamer.

In the blink of an eye, Ole came behind Ning Meng.

Ole gently patted Ning Meng's shoulder, and seeing this, Ning Meng, whose eyes were desperate, finally showed a long-lost smile with relief.

Ole glanced at Merge, who had fainted to the ground, and motioned for Ning Meng to help Merge up. Then Olaire waved his hand slightly, and a dazzling fire suddenly erupted behind him.

The glittering light of the fire pushed Olaire's body to speed up suddenly, and in a few breaths, he was not far from the abyssal troll.

"What about Frie and Calissa, don't you care if you live or die in your human city?" Thrall's eyes were a little panicked when he saw Olaire, who shouldn't have appeared, and shouted in a sharp voice.

"Those two abyssal mongrels have already been killed by me!" Standing in front of Thrall, Olaire looked at Sal with contempt in his eyes, smiled lightly, and said in the continental lingua franca.

"Impossible!" Sal's voice was sharp and hoarse, and although Thrall couldn't believe Oriel's words, he couldn't help but take a few steps back in horror.

The wound on Sal's body was ripped as he stepped back, and Sal grinned in pain, his sharp teeth clenching together.

"Humph!"

Ole's eyes were indifferent, and the huge aura around him surged out with a cold snort.

At the same time, Sal took several steps back under the huge air pressure emitted by Olaire. Not only that, but the abyss troll Thrall, who was already seriously injured under the dragon's roar, was even more overwhelmed by Olaire's astonishing momentum.

"You! Your realm is actually the peak of legends! Impossible! You actually concealed your strength! Damn!" Sal kept howling in a sharp voice, as if he couldn't believe Oleel's true strength, he was a magician at the peak of legends, not a legendary realm like him.

"You're damned!" Olaire snorted, his eyes merciless.

Oriel silently chanted a magic spell in his mouth, but Thrall, who was not far in front of him, saw that Oriel actually began to chant a magic spell, so he desperately fled into the distance.

You must know that legendary magicians do not need to chant magic spells to unleash magic under the nine stars. Even some powerful legendary magicians can instantly cast legendary magic.

But at this moment, Olaire was actually chanting a magic spell, a magic spell sung by a magician at the peak of the legendary realm, what a powerful magic it would be!

However, Ole turned a blind eye to Thrall's terror and flight, apparently not taking Thrall's dying struggles seriously.

A moment later, the chanting of the magic spell ended, and Oleel's old hand was slightly pressed in the air, only to see that above Thrall, who had escaped hundreds of meters away, the fire element suddenly condensed wildly, and then instantly condensed into a huge lava giant hand!

Hot black stone and flowing red magma form the terrifying lava palm that covers the sky.

"Legendary Magic: The Flame Demon Descends, the Hand of the Fire Demon!"

As Olair's old palm pressed down slightly, the lava giant hand condensed on top of Sal's head was volleyed down!

"Earthfall. ”

I saw the huge palm formed by the condensation of lava and flames, as if the magma earth had fallen, and slapped heavily towards Sal's direction!

Thrall himself was one realm lower than Oriel, and he had been seriously injured by the dragon's roar and sea of fire that had been activated by the mysterious spell before, and it was impossible to escape the attack range of the fire demon's hand at this time.

There was a loud bang, a great earthquake trembled, magma splashed, and the lava giant gesture slammed into the ground, drowning Sal's tall figure!

"Ah!!h

As the overshadowing lava hand fell, Thrall, enveloped in a heat wave and a lava flow, let out a heart-rending howl.

The lava giant slammed into the ground, scattering magma with terrifying heat, and Thrall's shrill howls came to an abrupt halt!

Apparently, Thrall, the troll of the abyss, has fallen at the hands of the legendary magic, the Fire Demon.

Returning to Ning Meng, Oleer's eyes were a little tired, and he glanced at Merge who was supported by Ning Meng, Oleer smiled slightly, and his long gray beard was slightly cocked.

At this time, the pale Merger's eyes were closed, and he was still in a coma. But under Ning Meng's rough treatment, Merge's wounds all over his body had temporarily stopped the blood that kept flowing out.

"The sight you saw earlier, that is, the fact that Merge launched a spell that produced a wave of fire and a dragon's roar, I hope you can keep it a secret, and it is at stake for Merge's life. ”

Ole's voice was a little tired and a little weak, I don't know if it was due to the battle just now, or if there were other hidden secrets that made Oriel feel tired.

"Good. Ning Meng didn't ask much, her tear-soaked clear eyes looked at Merge's sleepy face, Merge's naked upper body, red scars and bloody wounds that had not yet dried, occupied all of Ning Meng's sight. Hearing Olaire's solemn instructions, Ning Meng nodded heavily, revealing a tired and charming smile.

Ning Meng's smile at this moment seemed to be a white lotus flower from the mud, and the dust was gone, dazzling and beautiful.

"Alright, let's go back. ”

Ole's old fingers rubbed his long gray beard, and several layers of wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.

Olaire slowly raised his arm, his old and warm hand touched Ning Meng's messy long hair, wiped the blood-stained soil from the long hair, and smiled at Ning Meng.

After Ning Meng saw Olaire's kind and warm smile, the bitterness and bitterness that had accumulated in her heart for a long time were like the water of a river bursting the embankment, and all of her brains poured out, turning into drops of crystal tears, across her haggard face.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Ning Meng's suffering, Grandpa Oleer knows. ”

............

After Olaire left with Ning Meng and the unconscious Merge, the devastated mountains and forests fell into a dead silence.

There is a huge pit in the shape of a palm in the mountain forest, and this terrifying pit is where Thrall fell. Around the giant pit, the mountain forest has long been a scorched earth ruin, the forest has been reduced to ashes, and the hillside has been flattened.

A huge pit in the shape of a palm was formed by the falling slap of the lava giant's hand. In the deep pit of the giant palm of the black hole, there was a pungent and choking smell of sulfur.

Looking into the scorched pit, Thrall, who was slapped into the pit by the hand of the fire demon released by Oriel, had long since disappeared without a trace, leaving only the charred flesh and carbonized bones scattered in the scorched pit.

The devastated sight of the pit seemed to indicate that Thrall had died under the crush of the legendary magic of the hand of the fire demon.

But the seemingly perfect ending does not seem to be as simple as it seems.

Late at night, under the moonlight, I saw a black liquid as thick as blood gradually flowing out of the stump of Thrall's limbs and flesh in the deep pit of charred black palms.

Black slime "crawls" out of the broken flesh and bones, and gathers together very slowly.

The sticky black slime crawled out of Thrall's broken bones like a slowly wriggling black slime and gathered together to form a ball of sticky black slime.

Under the miserable white cold moonlight, such a strange scene staged in the dead silence of the scorched pit looked very terrifying.

Two hours later, all the black slime hiding in Thrall's broken corpse finally "crawled" out, and all of them coalesced together to form a black ball of slime.

The black ball of slime in the giant crater scorched corpse, after absorbing the last bit of black slime, suddenly floated in the air, and gradually rose into the air, and then suspended in mid-air three feet above the ground.

In the moonlight, the slime black ball that was hanging in the air spun in place for a few turns, and then suddenly flew up, turning into a pitch-black afterimage and shooting towards the south of the Troll Mountains.

The south of the Troll Mountains is the direction of the Endless Abyss.

(PS: After this volume is over, the second volume of the trapped beasts in the starry sky will be opened immediately.) ）