Richard let out a fiery breath of turbidity, as if fire from the abyss was burning in his lungs. Emptiness and fatigue began to rise in the depths of his body, and it was only then that the violent agitation caused by the blood of Akméng came to an end, but the afterglow remained for a long time.

It was a volcanic eruption, and all the anger and ** converged into the heat and heaviness of the lava, and when it rushed, it would destroy all visible and invisible obstacles in its path.

That was the wrath of Akméngde.

Richard gasped, still feeling the urge to smash his opponent alive. And in reality, he did the same, not every magician can blow his opponent to ashes with a continuous fireball. No one had ever seen such a duel, and they hadn't even thought about it.

And with this, a new ability has been added to the bloodline of Akméngde, which is hot. The fiery heat increases the casting speed at which Richard casts damage xing magic, so Richard can blast thirteen fireballs in eleven seconds. This new bloodline ability is similar to the Quicksand's Divine Boiling effect, but it is far less powerful than the Boiling ability. However, compared to boiling, which can only be used once in seven days, the fiery can be activated once a day.

Until the heat in front of him dissipated, Richard's heart was still jidàng. When violence is pushed to the extreme, it becomes art, and it also has the infectious power of art that shocks the soul. The thrill of devastating decay was something Richard had never experienced.

The Jing Spirit bloodline brings the enhancement of summoning magic, representing calmness, elegance and control. The Akméng bloodline, on the other hand, strengthens the ability of damage-based magic, turning simplicity and rudeness into beauty. These are two sides of the same coin, two extremes that cannot converge. Starting

Richard quickly recovered from his irritability, silently gave the order to besiege in his consciousness, and at the same time took out a bottle of magic power recovery and drank it dry. At the same time, the magic vitality of quicksand also fell on him, and the powerful magic power restoration potion combined with the magic and construction vitality from the magic and construction energy could speed up Richard's magic power by five times, and in a few minutes, Richard would have the magic power to release three or four fireballs.

Many of the Red Cossacks were still amazed by what had just happened, and it was not until the Sand Cavalry and the Barbarian troops approached that they waved their weapons in a panic to resist.

Suddenly there was a roaring thunder on the battlefield, which shook Richard's eardrums a little, and the momentum was even greater than the fireball technique that had just exploded continuously! A cloud of green smoke rose into the sky, but the place where the smoke came from was blocked by the truck, and it was impossible to see what was happening.

But in Richard's mind, the connection with the two ordinary fangs suddenly disappeared. The two tusks were leading a group of sand cavalry to outflank the rear of the Red Cossack caravan. They received the order to besiege Richard and were just beginning to charge. Richard's heart sank, and he hurriedly jumped on the back of the war horse, and looked around, and saw that the fifty sand cavalry who followed the two wind teeth to attack were falling from their horses one after another, and blood bloomed from time to time.

In an instant, half of the fifty sand cavalry was gone!

Richard almost suspected that they had been attacked by two whole groups of grenadiers, otherwise how could they have caused half of the Sand Riders to fall from their horses in an instant? The attackers must have been in the place where the smoke had risen, but the trucks that had been connected to the makeshift fortifications still blocked Richard's view, making it impossible for him to see behind the cars.

Richard immediately ordered the soldiers in front of him to speed up, while the powerful retinue joined the battle, and he himself commanded two Jingying bats to fly into the sky to see what was happening behind the wagon.

The image of Jing Ying's bat teleporting back surprised Richard. Behind a few wagons, there stood a row of about fifty dwarves, with their strangely shaped muskets in their hands, aiming at the sand knights who were rushing dozens of meters away, and pulled the trigger again!

Countless tiny pieces of blood bloomed on the bodies of the Shamin cavalry again, and one by one the cavalry were surprised, but they could no longer control their bodies, and they fell from their horses one after another. Apparently they had never encountered such a weapon, and they had no idea how to defend against it.

Even if someone used the method of dodging the bow and crossbow, flexibly curled up on the horse's back, or hung under the side of the horse's body, they still could not completely avoid the attack of the opposite side and could not judge the trajectory. And the smell of gunpowder smoke and the violent explosion sound of the fire also made many war horses almost out of control during the gallop.

There were a full fifty sand cavalry, and for a comparable number of dwarves, there were less than ten horsemen left after two rounds of blows!

The dwarven musketeers each carried two spears and two spears, and when the spears were finished, the dwarves skillfully drew their spears, each holding a two-handed gun, and then a dense barrage covered the surviving sandman cavalry. The last of the sandfolk cavalry crashed to the ground, and the giant habit made his body glide on the ground, dragging a crimson trail that slid three meters from the dwarven musketeers before stopping.

The distance was only three meters, but he no longer had the strength to cross this last distance. With a muffled thud, the dwarf's iron-clad leather boots slammed into the head of the sandfolk cavalry, sending him off the last leg of his life.

"Dwarven musketeers!" cried Richard in a lost voice.

He didn't have time to think about how these dwarves came out, so he immediately ordered the frontal troops to speed up the attack, and at the same time, the outflanking sandmen cavalry on the right also attacked with all their might.

The abilities of the dwarven musketeers are huge, and the weaknesses are obvious. For example, their muskets were noticeably slow to reload, and now that all four muskets were over, it was the most vulnerable hour.

A sharp screech rang out in the air, and four jingying bats swooped down into the air and rushed into the ranks of the dwarven musketeers, biting with their venomous claws. Then a black knight appeared in the ranks of the dwarves. The far advantage of summoning magic over the long cast range of damage-type magic was completely highlighted at this moment.

And on the frontal front, Gangde at the same time the power of the earth and the power of the construction, the hungry giant axe slashed like the wind, and the full force of the vertical slash would leave his heavy body off the ground! Every time he slashed, he would cut the knight in front of him into two pieces. The ogre was even more violent, he simply fit into the cavalry blocking the way, and under the huge charge, the Cossack cavalry flew out with men and horses.

They rushed forward side by side, quickly carved a gap in the Cossack ranks, and pounced on the wagons blocking the road. Gonde's axe and the ogre's hammer smashed into a truck in front of him at about the same hour, and with a bang, the truck shattered, and the ore loaded inside splattered all around. At Richard's urging, both Gonder and the ogre did not have time to make a detour, instead opting for the most violent and indirect method of destroying the obstacle.

However, after the group of trucks was smashed into a gap, a looming figure flashed from the side of the two violent maniacs and rushed into the queue of the dwarf fire **, which was incredibly fast.

That's water huā. Surpassed by the water in an instant, Gangde and the ogre were helpless under the resentment. But just as they were about to exert their strength, another figure passed by and flashed into the middle of the dwarf fire**.

Scarlet!