Chapter Seventy-Three: Overload Patterns.

Huron retracted the light on the soles of his feet and landed lightly on the grass.

The light points that exploded on the soles of the feet burned the ground bare.

He turned his head to look at the hilichurls who were burning with flames, and the flaming hilichurls.

"Oh, those are the hilichurls that I was entrusted to talk about? It doesn't look good. ”

"No, that's not all, look at it, there's still one in the forest!" Albedo reminded.

"And?" Huron stared further into the forest.

One, two, six, twelve......

Looking at the dozens of tall black shadows that kept emerging in the forest in the distance, he couldn't help but be stunned, he remembered that there seemed to be only one written on the commission, and even if there was a mistake in the number, it shouldn't be so outrageous, didn't he see that there were three of them when he looked at it from a distance just now, why did so many suddenly emerge from the forest?

Noticing that there was a hilichurl king in the distance who had crossed the line of fire with difficulty, even though the mane on his body had been burned and the skin on his calves had been burned and carbonized, he still did not stop.

"No wonder even Mr. Albedo can only run away, this desire to attack is really terrifying."

Huron raised his hand, and a fiery knife slashed at him.

The blazing flame blade slammed into the chest of the Fire Crossing Hill King, and in an instant, the heat that could melt through the rock almost burned it at the waist, leaving only a thin layer of skin connected to it, which looked crumbling.

But it's not over yet.

Immediately after that, the flames enveloped the painless monster.

"Whew!!"

It was only after reaching this point that the hilichurl king cried out in pain, the epidermis of his body had been burned by the flames, and then the filling of his body was slowly melted by the flames from top to bottom like a candle, turning into a puddle of burning black slime.

"What a weird creature, it looks like it's going to be real this time."

Huron looked at the seemingly boundless frenzy, and his face couldn't help but be solemn.

"Mr. Albedo, you put down the wounded and rest for a while, and then leave them to me."

After hearing Huron's reassuring words, Albedo finally put the lady on his shoulder on the grass with a sigh of relief, and slowly leaned against a tree to relax the burden on his body.

Sure enough, Mondstadt is really not for me, so let's go back to the snowy mountains when the matter here is settled, there is still a body tainted with the smell of Durin waiting for me to study.

Besides, if it's in the snowy mountains, dealing with these guys is just an avalanche thing.

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A sharp arrow was fired.

Huron raised his hand and grabbed it with ease, then waved it to ashes.

"It's not a good habit to like to shoot dark arrows."

Pushing his shoulders back, the soreness in his body made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Whew, how long have I been asleep? It always feels like I haven't been active in a long time. ”

A flash of light lit up in his crimson eyes.

"It just so happens that there is a practice object now, why don't you try the trick that Master used before."

He doesn't have the god-level fire control ability of the master, so he can only strengthen himself on the basis of human beings, and the master has demonstrated to himself before, injecting flames into his body and letting his body enter an overloaded state.

If it had been before, even if he had seen it once, he would definitely not even dare to try it, after all, if he fused the flames that could melt rocks into his body and used them to strengthen himself, the slightest mistake would be the end of ashes.

Now, however, he is confident.

Because there was a guy who showed him another way to be safer.

With the palm of his hand upward, a glass-colored flame floated in the air.

Huron inhaled heavily, sucking the flames into his mouth.

Suddenly, the temperature around him rose, and the veins under his skin shone with an orange-red glow.

The energy is constantly filling, the skin on the face has become dry, and even some sparks have appeared at the ends of the hair.

Sensing that he had reached a tipping point, Huron shook his head.

"Is that all I have to limit?"

Although I am very unwilling, I can only stop there.

If you continue, you might become a carbon person.

So, now is the main thing.

At first, just a little red smoke came out of the corner of Huron's mouth, then from his nose, then from his ears, and finally from the pores of his whole body were spewing blood-red smoke out.

In Albedo's eyes, Huron had turned into a steam engine that was constantly spewing hot gas into his body.

"This is..."

Albedo was once again shocked by the imp Huron, how bold he was, expelling excess energy through the smoke, although it was a bit wasteful, but it was indeed safe.

"It's really the same as his master, a madman."

Under Huron's control, the surging flames spread to the hilichurls, and as soon as they came into contact with it, the surface of their bodies immediately ignited with flames.

Countless hilichurls screamed and slowly melted under this unexpected attack.

And those hilichurls also understood at this time that the line of fire in front of them was no longer the most important trouble, and if this thick fog was not resolved as soon as possible, they would all turn into a puddle of mud.

After thinking about this, they didn't care whether the hilichurls around them were on fire or not, they grabbed one of them and threw it at Huron.

Countless flaming hilichurls smashed down like meteors.

"Heh, it's a bunch of simple-minded guys."

This kind of thing can be dodged casually.

Huron took a slight step to the left.

As a result, the next moment, he smashed heavily into a tree 5 meters away.

"Ahemβ€”" The tremendous force pressed against Huron's chest, spitting out a mouthful of hot saliva.

This turn of events was completely unexpected by him and Albedo.

Albedo didn't see how Huron moved, and he was ridiculously fast.

"Oh no, the activation of the body is too high, and I haven't been able to fully grasp it."

Watch as those hilichurls rush over with great strides.

Huron's face turned cold.

"Since you can't master it now, let's talk about it later."

Pat your buttocks, simply determine a direction, and stand still.

Now the purpose is clear, everything is so simple.

All you need to do is tense your arms and swing the knife forward with all your might.

The white light flashed in his hand, and a blazing white knife appeared out of thin air, being held casually in his hand.

The broadsword was surrounded by an infinite amount of heat, and the heat was so high that even the mane of the hilichurl king closest to him spontaneously ignited for no apparent reason.

"With the ancestor Imon Loka... No, it should be. Now that the ancestral mission has been accomplished, there is only one thing Huron can pray to him now.

Huron groaned.

"This knife is wielded in the name of the defiled dragon god Gyin, and the extreme of darkness is infinite light, melting and destroying all things, and the blazing blade is extremely poor!!"

On that day, the sleeping people of Mondstadt were awakened by a bright light.

Captain Jean, who was returning to the Knights, looked at the distant sky with a look of astonishment.

It was only one o'clock in the morning.

Why is it dawning?