It's a tug-of-war on a spectacular scale.

The tug-of-war takes place in the sky, with a large hand sticking out of the void on one side and a big blue fish swimming out of the tower on the other.

The rope used for the race is twisted from the vortex of space, which is formless and substantial, but stronger than any tangible rope.

The shark fins and the wind stirred up by the big hands whistled and cut in all directions, and the trees and houses within a radius of hundreds of meters turned into powder under the violent atmosphere. A terrifying heat wave flowed from the vortex of space, and it seemed to melt the whole world.

The circle of the Yellow Lands was activated again.

The invisible ripples re-agitated, and the noose link and the large net opened, binding the blue fish and lifting it upward.

In the center of the snare, the big fish was wrapped in a magic circle and a spatial vortex, and the blue tide that had been around the body finally dissipated, revealing crystal clear skin, and the blood and bones flowing under the fish's skin were faintly visible, as well as the shadowy cloak.

The big fish that was downwind was quiet for a second.

Then it shrank inward.

The figure suddenly became smaller.

A little blue intent shrank and appeared in the core of the big fish, and with it, a destructive aura arose, which was spreading outward with that bit of blue intent as the core.

"It's going to blow itself up......"

An old lich in the mage's tower screamed, but before it could finish, Ser Ulrich snorted and glanced at the old lich.

The old lich instantly turned into a stone statue, and his face still had a frightened expression.

Jazz redirected his gaze into midair.

After the aura of destruction emanating from the big fish spread, it finally broke through the shackles of the spatial vortex and appeared outside the battlefield, radiating in all directions with a sense of brightness like a supernova explosion.

Nikita was stunned.

Because the moment that 'supernova' exploded, a long moan like a whale was faintly heard in the depths of her soul. There was so much emotion and content in that long groan that for a moment, her brain couldn't parse the information in it, and there was a brief blank.

The blue will be fleeting.

But the roar that penetrated deep into the soul broke through the nine heavens, breaking the blockade of the world after the arrival of the giant hand.

The gray sky, which had been dispersed with clouds, sun, and starlight, broke a small hole in the roar, revealing a little starlight outside the hole.

The starlight seemed to be slow and urgent, passed through the small hole, and landed on the forehead of the big fish.

The blue intent on the big fish stopped abruptly, but its cry suddenly became cheerful, the joy that came from the heart, even from a long distance, Nikita could clearly touch - it was the joy of escaping from the brink of death and regaining life. Just like how she felt when she first drank the blood of a wizard in the desert.

Sir Ulrich did not have the sentimental sensitivities of the little banshee.

Its face was somewhat gloomy.

Because after that bit of starlight fell on the fish's head, the big fish's body and breath immediately lightened a little. The already tight spatial vortex didn't seem to be able to restrain its form.

It's like flying from the wall of a tornado to the eye of the storm, and the big fish gets rid of the fate of going with the flow.

Then it raised its head and screamed again.

In the midst of the whistling sound, the big blue fish underwent an astonishing metamorphosis.

Its head slowly shrank, its body became slender from round, its fins on both sides became wider and even longer than its length, and the starry runes on its skin turned into feathers in plain sight.

Nikita immediately realized that she had witnessed a rare magical moment.

She saw the process of a large kun turning into a pengnia.

Just as unicorns rarely give birth in front of wizards, and dragons resist bystanders when they hatch eggs, Kunhuapeng is a very famous scene in the wizarding world, but few people see it. Even in the long history of magic, there are only a handful of wizards who have had the privilege of recording this scene.

The Yellow Lands are the territory of the Lichs after all.

Lichs are demons that have fallen into witches.

Before they became demons, they were also sorcerers, and they all knew the legend of Kunpeng, and they also hoped that they could transform from a small fish into a big peng. It's just that they fail in the process and become birds with broken wings.

The manic aura of the lichs in the mage tower became a little silent the moment the roc appeared. Even Sir Ulrich's eyes were momentarily distracted.

The big bird, which had just been transformed, didn't care about the enemy's mistakes.

It spread its wings and flapped it hard, and its body suddenly rose up, swaying upward, passing through the gap of the spatial vortex, burrowing into the void, and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The huge palm stayed in the air for a moment.

Then it turned into layers of dark clouds and disappeared again.

Nikita quietly closed her eyes, lowered her head, and turned into a quail again.

A group of young wizards break into the lich's territory, turn it upside down, and then turn into a big fish and slip away. Whether it was the realm of the great demons, or the magic circle of the withered yellow land, or even Sir Ulrich's transformation back to his original body and catching it with his huge palm, he failed to leave the big fish behind.

This is a great shame in the land of withered yellow.

To make matters worse, there is also the testimony of Captain Mist, a Kraken.

The banshees began to worry if the lichs would kill them.

......

The big fish turned into a bird and left through the air.

There was silence in the Yellow Land.

The old lichs who had gone crazy in the hall before only then reacted, and there were still two big demons upstairs. They bowed their bodies, ready to withstand the wrath of the Great Demon.

Sir Ulrich finally stepped out of the black barrier of shadows.

It walked slowly towards the bronze dome in front of the black wall, its staff tapping on a skull fragment on the steps with a crisp clattering sound.

The old lich slowly walked under the black wall.

Look down at the ashes that look like snow at your feet.

This is the last trace of the souls that have been rescued by those wizards just now left in this world. Captain Mist took Nikita out of the white fog and came to Sir Ulrich's side, looked at the bare black wall with some emotion, shook his head, sighed softly, and did not speak.

But Sir Ulrich had something to say:

"You didn't convince me...... But they helped you convince me. ”

The Great Lich twisted a touch of pure white ashes on his fingertips, and said in a quiet tone: "This is the head of my favorite little wizard... Her soul has been screaming on the black wall for more than a hundred years...... Every time I hear her cry, I shudder and feel happy. Even after listening to it for more than 100 years, I never got tired of her voice. ”

"But now, I can't hear it anymore. ”

"They ruined one of my few hobbies. ”

"So I promised to help you...... But you have to make me compensate for having to pick a suitable skull at school. ”

Captain Mist smiled with satisfaction, his voice as gentle as ever, "How can one be enough? The whole university will be open for you...... You can choose any collectible you like. ”

Nikita's face turned a little pale.

Trembling all over.