After Lan En saw through the composition of Dagon's body, it can be said that there is no suspense.

Originally, the weight and strength of Dagon like a fighting version of an elephant was already terrifying.

And He also led His followers by his side, like a pack of bloodthirsty killer whales.

The area of the temple is not large, it is the size of two badminton courts.

The huge evil god's body is on a rampage, and from time to time it will use supernatural jumps to trample.

And his followers, the minions are sharp enough to resist armor and blades, far beyond the muscle mass of normal humans, and enough for them to slaughter ordinary people.

What's more, there are quite a few of them.

Lan didn't take these deep divers seriously, but he also knew very well that if there was a direct confrontation of forces, he would be able to equal the three deep divers at most.

There are at least a dozen divers in the Temple of Dagon right now, and these divers will leave Lan En without even a place to toss and turn.

This was supposed to be a headache and even a fear for any witcher.

But coincidentally, Rann is now very rich.

And having money, in many cases, can be directly said: very combative.

There was a clanging sound in the alchemy leather bag.

Lan En reached out and pulled out a large string of five-pack alchemy bombs.

"Mentos, the auxiliary function of France and India is turned on, and the construction of the airflow field model begins."

"The task has been established, and it will take me five seconds to complete the calculation!"

Rann pouted.

"I knew you were too muggle-powered."

"Then why don't you hurry up and learn something for me that can be examined!"

Ignoring the mantosy shouting in his head, Lan was actually ready to stall for time.

Five-pack alchemy bomb, the first - [Dancing Star].

The explosion will produce dazzling highlights, and it just so happens that the deep divers don't even have eyelids.

Ordinary witchers rarely use this kind of bomb, in addition to the cost problem, the more important thing is that the bright light will produce shadows, and the shadows will make the witchers lose their judgment of the distance between friend and foe, the terrain, etc.

And for Lanne.

I'm going to mosaic the enemies I'm facing, and I still care about that shadow?

Reach out and pick up the first bomb, snap your fingers and ignite it, and throw it into the air.

Even the silver sword was retracted from its scabbard, and a rich and kind smile appeared on Lan's face.

"Please watch the fireworks!"

The bomb exploded at the highest point.

It was a small explosion, but a bright light followed by a small sun hanging on the edge of a lake that had already been immersed in darkness.

The whoop whoop suddenly increased by a level.

All the divers who were chasing and intercepting were blinded and bewildered at this time.

Dagon's physical body was not affected in any way, but his attack pattern and attack agility were already clear to Lan En, who had drunk the potion at this time.

The ice created by the North Wind did not hinder Lan En's movement, but made his movement more like a wandering ghost.

As five seconds passed, the familiar map of the airflow field had been projected onto the retina by Mentos.

And as Lan En moves and breathes, it is still changing in real time.

So Lan En lit the remaining quadruple alchemy bombs in turn, from bottom to top.

Three [Dragon's Dream] and one [Honeycomb].

Raise your hand and throw it out, the one that was lit at the beginning has exploded in the air.

Yellow, yellow, green, and green mist accelerants have been sprayed out of the bomb's breach.

And Lan En, following the instructions of the drawings on the retina, fired a fine-tuned [Alpha Seal] at his side.

There was a soft "bang", and the gorgeous silver-white hair began to dance gently with the change of airflow.

The mist accelerant is swept into the air stream, outlining the shape of the air stream.

It was a small tornado that encompassed the entire Dagon Temple!

As the remaining two [Dragon Dreams] burst open, the yellow-green color in the small tornado became heavier and heavier.

And above mid-air, the last [honeycomb], the lead has also burned to the end.

This alchemy bomb was originally used to inflict fragmentation damage, but the slight flame when it erupted was still enough to ignite the fire.

An alchemy bomb that cost more than twenty Oren was used as a fire, which sounded like a waste.

But this time, Lan En would rather spend money than save the magic of the [Ignyi Fa Seal].

Because according to Mentos's calculations, this scene is not small.

The deep divers had vaguely regained their sight in the space of five seconds, and they were once again whining and rushing towards Lane.

Dagon's huge, bloated body also floated into the sky again, ready to make a piling weighing more than a dozen tons.

Lanen, on the other hand, ignored their movements.

Just half-kneeling down and curling up.

His left hand flashed with golden magical light, and a golden magic ball wrapped him entirely.

The knowledge of the Bear School is strengthened - [Kunn Law Seal].

The Orb of Mana is very small, which reduces the area of force and also increases the protection.

Lane, one of Quinn's, calmly watched the claws that the off-ball diver was about to swing.

It's like looking at an ant's nest that is about to be poured into hot water.

The next moment. A tiny spark crashed into a spiraling flow of yellow-green mist accelerant.

"Boom !!"

The raging flames suddenly exploded!

Waves of flames slammed into the stone pillars of the temple of Dagon, erupting outwards through every crevice.

From a distance, the temple of Dagon at this time even looks like a big hedgehog on fire!

In terms of brightness alone, it is even more difficult to look at than the [Dancing Star] just now!

The tornado of flames turned, and the air was pumped into the eye of the storm and then turned into combustibles.

The temperature has risen to thousands of degrees Celsius!

Outside of Quinn's protection, the first thing the deep divers melt and boil over is their body skin and fat.

In the midst of the horrible screams, the things turned into liquid, piling up at their feet in conviction.

The water is then evaporated and the muscles are charred. The large, protruding eyeballs first became two small boiling pots, and then when the moisture disappeared, even the remaining flesh was scorched.

Lan En could feel the magic that kept the Quinn Sigil running away.

Outside was a thousand-degree fire tornado, and he himself was a little drummed.

"Mentos, you're fine, right?"

“3”

"What?"

“2，1。”

As the voice in his head fell, the flames of the outside world fading at an incredible speed after temporarily consuming everything that could be burned within range.

The ice beneath his feet had long since melted and dried up, and the water from Lake Vijma was replenished, making a "snort" sound when it came into contact with the hot rocks.

The handprint was released, and the golden-colored orb of magic vanished.

"Huh-" Lan raised an eyebrow and whistled, "The countdown is pretty handsome." ”

Mentos' response was very reserved: "The completion of the airflow field construction is 83%, mainly due to the high completion of your law seal. ”

Lan En smiled with satisfaction, these days, isn't the biological brain quite good at talking!

There was no disgusting corpse oil and corpse pile, and Dagon's physical entity was gone.

It was as if everything had disappeared and burned clean in a whirlwind of flames.

But Lan En knew that even if it was a flame of tens of thousands of degrees, it would not be possible to burn all the bones into powder after only burning for more than ten seconds.

Ordinary human cremation takes half an hour to start.

Lan looked around and found that the disgusting feeling of staring into the abyss had disappeared as he stared into the deep water in the distance.

His mission was largely accomplished.

And the reason why there is no trace at the scene is not difficult to guess.

Outside the temple of Dagon, the lake began to flow upwards and float unconventionally.

Lan En naturally turned around and saluted.

"Greetings, ma'am."

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