The indifference in that voice made Khan look away in surprise and look at the young man's face. But the latter just stretched out his hand indifferently and waved it lightly, and a low humming sound vibrated like the sound of a piano.

Extremely slight, Ruo Ting's illusion, but in a moment, it has changed from low to grand, and finally almost into a rumbling and piercing roar!

Things in the field of vision began to blur...... The Khan blinked and realized that it was not his own delusion, but the mountain wall in his field of vision that carved countless generations of Krurod ancestors was trembling! Every human figure, every row of stone pillars bordering the rock formations, was making a piercing creaking friction, mixed with the rumbling whisper, but in the blink of an eye, it was already extremely piercing!

The tremor was not on the surface, but the heartbeat of the earth came from the depths of the earth, growing stronger and stronger...... Beneath the rock face, the flat mountain rock ground shuddered billowing smoke and dust, and a huge crack was snaked and cracked, as if an indescribably huge prehistoric beast was about to be born underground, and then tried with all its might to leave the eggshell that gave birth to him......

"O god of the mountains......"

Khan's Adam's apple slid up and down, but he couldn't say anything, he could only stare at the qiē with wide eyes...... The stone carvings on the mountain wall began to crumble and crack, and the tokens representing the history of the Krurod people from generation to generation were destroyed, and they slipped off the mountain wall, tumbling and crashing into the bones, and the rubble and dust spread all over the rock face. The rock formations are rendered to resemble a misty waterfall.

He once charged at the enemy in the face of a rain of arrows like flying locusts, and once slain a huge earth dragon alone. A warrior who once defeated a rival tribe with a one-on-ten spell, although he never claimed to be the most powerful warrior, he thought he also had the courage to defeat the fears of a qiē.

However. At this moment, the Great Khan of the Krurod seemed to understand at last that his so-called courage was nothing more than having never seen what was truly worthy of fear.

As it is now.

"This ...... It is useless, the temple is protected by the power of the god of the mountain, it is indestructible, eternal ...... "when the vibration is more and more loud...... The Khan of the Krurod seemed to have finally broken free from the blank space in his mind. He hurriedly reminded:

"The temple is guarded by the most powerful and elite warriors selected from all tribes, as well as a large number of shamans. Unlike the guides stationed in each tribe, they are more faithful in their faith...... So they're more powerful and better at fighting! they're going to ......."

His voice paused, because it was at this time. He had seen the light rising from the mountain wall!

It was the high magic of the shamans. The golden-red glow was called the wrath of the god of the mountain, and with a single flash, it could lightly ignite a raging flame on a mortal, and it would never be extinguished without burning the person to the purest form of charcoal.

When the things about these lusters flashed in his heart, the dazzling light in his vision had rushed from more than a dozen positions at the same time, and the entire vision seemed to be burned into a dazzling red at this moment!

Khan clenched his fists, the bulging muscles of his arms nearly tearing through the sheepskin robe. But in the end, he resisted the urge to protect his head and face, and did not make a fool of himself directly—the golden red colors exploded in front of his eyes. Soaring into the air, but nothing but the scorching heat that filled the surroundings. It doesn't seem to have any impact on the world.

But that's not enough, it's not enough!

If he could, he would have liked to grab the young man in front of him by the collar and knock him on the head to make him explain what he was thinking...... What if it is a hundred times more powerful than a high-ranking mage? The defense of the temple is not provocative at all, it has the protective circle set up by the best great shamans of Krurod for thousands of years, and in terms of immense power, it will not be inferior to any city on this continent, not even Tuminis, who is known as the city of mages.

Those with the power of runes and totems are not only protection, but also weapons, legend has it that in the first few hundred years of the establishment of this temple, there were dozens of dragons who wanted to take it for themselves as a lair, but the shamans relied on the city to fight against it, and finally won the victory, the souls of these dragons were bound in the temple by the shamans with their powerful secret methods, and fused with it, and also created the ultimate protection of this temple.

Although the attack of the young man in front of him was indeed extraordinary, how could the strength of just one person compete with a city?

But the man was so quick that he didn't even give him any time to admonish him - and of course he probably wasn't interested in listening to any exhortation at all. So at this time, Khan's chaotic mind could actually only think of some simple questions.

For example, if he escaped immediately, would the young man's strength be able to guarantee his life as a leader in addition to self-preservation?

But it seems to be too late to escape.

The wind blowing on the face makes people's skin feel a little numb, as if the air is not just simply flowing, but also constantly shaking, and then the scattered streamer renders a large number of colorful colors in the space. An oval-shaped speck of light that can only be noticed when you turn your gaze – it has the same appearance no matter how you look at it.

"That's ......"

Before he could utter the short word, the Khan's gaze fell on the huge plane that flickered with a stiffness, and watched as the colorful waves of light rippled like countless ripples, then bulged and separated, spitting out the swarthy, shivering, and ferocious life behind it.

It was a monster nearly twenty feet long.

It has a lizard-like body that has been magnified a hundredfold, but the ugly combination of a snake-like curved neck and triangular head, as well as two forelimbs that have been alienated into two four-meter-long bat wings, make it decisively different from the dragons. Of course, there is no doubt about it. It's a ferocious beast...... In addition to the wing membrane, the creature was covered in fine scales that shimmered black, and the top of the head was covered with short thorns that stretched down to the back, and only a large saddle was placed at the bottom of the neck. for a man to sit on it high.

"No matter what you are, but you dare to break into the Supreme Mountain Temple with the intention of destroying it, this is absolutely ...... It was you! How dare you disobey the decree of the great god of the mountains and bring outsiders into our sacred place! This is a betrayal, this is an unforgivable sin! You, with your tribe. Will be expelled from Krulrod forever! Bear the mark of a traitor, forever!"

The man sitting on the beast paused, and then immediately let out a thunderous roar! The strange name of the strange name made the Khan of the Krurod feel tightened—it was calling him. But it was not his name, but the title of the king, a name given by the gods to the khan who ruled over Krurod, only God and his servants. A forbidden word that only powerful shamans can call it.

This is not a formal name. It's a gift, and it's a control, if you connect it with that curse......

The chaotic memories rushed to his heart, and he didn't know how to answer for a while. Although he raised his head, the moment his gaze met the black dragon beast, a boundless sense of fear and oppression spread along his body along his vision, and he heard his heavy breathing, as if even time had been delayed by this oppressive feeling.

Fortunately. He didn't need to answer that question.

"One, two. Three, four......"

The person who led the attack slowly counted, and the soft voice seeped into the brains of every creature around him: "Although they are a few guys with good abilities, they seem to be a little shabby...... I even deliberately made a grand and unnerve-wracking battle?"

The answer to him was the second stage of the magic attack...... The pitch-black lines of the Death Finger were surging with the power of death, but then it was hidden in the dizzying expanding flames, and the power of the Yang Flame Burst was at least four times more powerful than the Yang Yan Ray just now, and the explosion almost burned the air to boil in an instant.

But it was still in vain.

In an instant, the flames had been restricted, converging, and becoming an incandescent sphere held up in the man's hand. "Well, you can't see the gap in this way?" With a light sigh, he waved his hand, and the huge white fireball flew slowly towards a hole in the mountain wall, and a loud explosion surged out of the mountain again!

Only this time, there were flames that erupted like snake letters!

The spectacle lasted only a second, but it was enough to make the drake and its knight turn back...... On the cliff, every cave seemed to have become a hell, and the smoke, screams and smelly feet gushed out with the flames, and in an instant, it spread all over the space, rushing into people's noses, sticky into it, and letting the fear rush into the hearts of every survivor!

The drake and the knight roared at the same time!

The knight's roar was an attack, a shamanic sorcery that enhanced its power in the form of a roar, and his mount was also attacking, opening its large mouth full of yellow-brown sharp teeth, twisting its long neck, causing a large mass of something to ruminate upwards from the base of the neck, and a few sticky green saliva dripping from the corners of its mouth, and even emitting a faint burst of green smoke in the space!

The thick green venom was scattered like rain in an instant!

However, it didn't go to the immediate enemy as it had intended, because it wasn't even spewing out of the mouth of the mighty dragon beast - a powerful pressure erupted from within, pushing the wurm's muscles to the limit, and the thick neck like the roots of the tree immediately swelled more than double! The turquoise color looked like a giant berry, but the thick spiny bark immediately tore apart with the weight of the burden, and the thick venom accompanied by the blue blood burst into a thick green cloud in mid-air!

The rider who bore the brunt of the attack screamed in a terrible way, but it was no longer a sign of magic - the divine inscription on the leather robe flickered colorfully, but it only resisted the acid erosion for a moment, and then in the thick fog, the human form shrank sharply and carbonized...... When the headless dragon corpse smashed downward through the thick clouds, this originally powerful dragon-riding shaman had already scattered into a day's charred bones, falling like rain!

This scene is so terrifying. The entire battlefield was as silent as death in an instant......

"Really...... Precise control, Lord Edward. ”

Eventually, the silence was broken by Minethiel, who followed behind Edward, the mage's gaze already on the ground. The charred corpse paused for a moment, and then sighed in a low voice: "I really didn't expect that the ability to control the water level can also be used to fight against the spitting ......"

Actually, it's a psychic ability that manipulates air currents.

As long as the air flow is rotated from different angles, even if it can't reach the tailed beast jade's Cheng dù, it is not difficult to stretch the dragon's neck with the liquid.

But. Edward, of course, had no interest in explaining the principles of the Spiral Pill to the mage...... What he was concerned about at the moment was the converging counterattack of the so-called Krurod Temple, how to put it, much weaker than he had imagined.

Is it 'arrogance' or something else?

"Got in. ”

"What?"

To the only two onlookers, the casual statement was unbelievable - even Minethiel, who was quite sympathetic to Edward's power. Nor does he think that entering the enemy's lair is a reasonable decision. No matter how strong a person is, it cannot be compared to a collective. Those who think they can fight against a qiē on their own will eventually be annihilated by the rules of the world along with their arrogance.

And for the Khan of the Krurod, this action is no longer 'arrogant'. To put it more precisely. It's 'crazy'!

It is the temple, the place where the gods of the mountains are located, the source of the shamans, and their greatest gathering place, the last fortress they built over thousands of years! Even with the 30,000 elites of the entire tribe at their side, the endless treachery of this temple still makes people wonder about it.

And now, just going straight into that temple, just the three of them?

Madman! Madman! This can only be described as 'madness'! That is the dwelling place of God! Maybe if you step through that door, divine punishment will fall from heaven and turn you into rotten stinking meat!Ah...... Is it because my faith is too thin? It's because I care too much about the rule of my tribe? Is it too disrespectful to the god of the mountain? So, he sent down this terrifying monster to punish me?

The messy and chaotic thoughts seemed to be the cattle and sheep of the entire tribe, and they all seemed to be stuffed into their heads at this moment. By the time he realized it, his feet had already stepped into the passage of the temple from the air.

The dim sunlight of the doorway only illuminated a distance of less than ten feet, and then sank into the gloomy darkness in a qiē, the sultry scorching stench surrounding it from all directions, and the scorched paste mixed with the smell of barbecue made it impossible to imagine where it came from, the only fortunate thing was that the deep passage was not completely devoid of light, but a myriad of hazy reds that were about to be extinguished.

The flames created by the Sun Flame Explosion were manipulated by Edward's level of psychic abilities, and the combined power was almost as powerful as a large cloud burst bomb, and in this enclosed space, it was a true disaster—the stones turned into charred black flowing glass in the heat, and only the curved corners of the stone slabs occasionally maintained a bit of their original smoothness. Yet there were piles of small piles of gray powder, and occasionally the dark surface seemed to outline the shape of a painful struggle,

The surrounding qiē is so quiet, so quiet that you can hear a falling needle. All that remained was the rustling of footsteps superimposed on the ever-spreading echoes. However, the unknown lurks in that dark corridor, invisibly grabbing people's hearts coldly. Fear made the Khan King spin his head in a numb way, fearing that the legendary guardians, shamans, and even the spirits they manipulated would pour out in all directions and surround them. Then a fight to the death ensues.

And yet the footsteps are just like that, forward...... The man's actions were idle, swaggering, but there was no trace of the people or spirits that were supposed to stand in his way, as if they were only imaginary.

Could it be that everyone in the temple happened to leave?

But how is this possible?

"What the hell is going on......, Lord Minahir," the Khan asked in the softest of voices, not wanting to alarm any possible being, but if this silence lasted any longer, he felt like he would be going mad with a roar!

The question remained unanswered—a glimmer of light appeared in the eyes before the answer arrived.

When the corner turned like this, the ground touched by the light was no longer burned, and the smoothness and solemnity of the Khan's memory were recreated, but just a few dozen feet away, this solemnity was destroyed by the dense crevices!

Some of the stone slabs cracked, as if they had been torn outward by some powerful force from the ground, and the fragments were even embedded in the wall dozens of feet away, digging deep into them...... After turning another corner, the even more exaggerated damage made people have to look up - the side of the wide passage, which had expanded to an area of more than 20 feet, the thick stone wall had sunk inward and collapsed in half, but the center of the crack was only a small pothole, as if the central part had been hit by something with great force.

I'm afraid that such a blow is definitely not something that people can make...... But it certainly had nothing to do with the young man in front of him.

Could it be that there was another attack here before he arrived?

Khan couldn't help but take a soft breath, and when he looked up, he saw three figures. (To be continued......)