"Bang!"

A thick black smoke suddenly erupted from the small hole in front of him, and immediately smeared his face, and the sulfur smell in it came to his nose and lingered for a long time.

"Sulfur storm?"

Allegri's face turned green with fright, and of course, his face was now covered with black powder, and he couldn't tell anything about it.

"Sulfur Cloud Storm" is a type of demonic spell that is capable of spewing a thick aura of sulfur fire, which is highly corrosive and deflagrating.

Thankfully, perhaps because this mechanism has been set up for too long, it has lost its most powerful part, otherwise Allegri's face has been charcoal roasted by now.

"Is this what you call a warning agency?" Allegri asked with a dark face, his face really "black" now.

"This ......," Herseus hesitated, "I said earlier that demons are very good at sabotage...... They probably didn't think it was destructive enough, so they added some ingredients......"

"You're all right, Mr. Mage?" said Cyrell, too.

"It's all right," Allegri wiped his face, but the more he painted, the more he painted, "it's all because this mechanism is in disrepair, and it's affecting my operation." ”

Cyrell smiled, embarrassed to poke at him.

******

Allegri became cautious this time, and proceeded cautiously with the advice of Herseus.

The main buildings of the Demon Camp are located in caves in the mountains, including the "Sacrificial Altar", "Magma Fire Pool", "Black Temple", etc.

The role of the "Sacrificial Altar" is to extract the power of chaos and increase the level of the demon class. Herseus claimed that he could make a slight modification to help Allegri regain some strength. Originally, Allegri believed in him very much-

But after the "sulfur cloud storm" incident, Allegri couldn't help but have deep doubts about it.

"Teacher, don't you really want to turn me into a demon?"

"Do you think it's that simple, you can change if you want?" Herseus scoffed at his ignorance, "the devil's knowledge of fire spells is much better than you and mine, and there is no problem. ”

After passing through a forked passage, they finally arrived at a spacious stone cave with a five-story stepped stone platform in the middle.

"This is the 'sacrificial platform'? This stone platform does not have any carvings, it looks simple and simple, and there is some meaning that does not live up to the name.

"Wow, it's actually a five-story platform, so it can be said that it is foolproof. Instead, Herseus exclaimed as if he had seen some treasure.

"Five-story platform—is this platform very high?" Allegri deliberately found fault.

"Ignorance. Herseus sneered slightly.

"Mr. Mage?" Cyrel asked as she saw Allegri staring blankly at the ordinary stone platform, her eyes full of eagerness.

"Ah, Cyrell," Allegri scratched his head in embarrassment, recognizing himself, "could you please stay at the entrance of the cave and not come in no matter what happens." ”

Cyrell glanced at Allegri with a strange gaze, nodded and walked out.

"All right," Herseus pointed, "walking behind the stone platform, is there a dark red mark?"

"Yes, the weird dark red pattern," Allegri replied, "what's next?"

"You hold out your hand, do you remember the purple flame in my magic tower?"

"Of course. Allegri nodded, flicked his fingers, and a purple flame hovered silently.

He reached out and pressed it against the dark red pattern.

The dark red pattern slowly lit up, twisting and changing to form an image of a miniature fire demon.

Like a suspended fire, the inlaid pattern slowly became three-dimensional, and a lifelike relief of the fire demon was finally formed.

It spat out a thin flame, faint and slender, as if it was about to be extinguished at any moment, and Allegri even held his breath for fear of blowing it out in one breath.

But the revival of the "altar of sacrifice," which had been dormant for a thousand years, began with this tiny ray of flame.

******

Allegri stood in the middle of the empty crypt, his face full of astonishment illuminated by the light of the fire.

That thin wisp of flame was like the order of the legion commander, and in an instant, it ordered its flame subordinates to set fire to the entire underground space.

The roof of the cave turned into a dome of flames, and the walls of the cave were covered with mysterious patterns of flames, and even stretched out towards the entire dungeon by the astonished Cyrell.

I don't know where the energy that the Dao drew from, making this ordinary crypt suddenly become blazing and solemn.

And Allegri finally understood why Herseus always said that he should be roasted on the "sacrificial table".

The blazing black-red flames have become the best carving of the "Altar of Sacrifice", and the simple stone platform in front of you has become mysterious and solemn.

"Do you really want to go up and roast it?" Allegri's face turned ugly.

"Yo, didn't you just think the platform was in ruins?" Herseus snorted, "go up and meditate the way I taught you in the old magic tower." ”

"Can this really be the same?" Allegri grimaced. These two situations should be different, right?

"Where do you think that kind of meditation inspired me?" asked Herseus rhetorically.

"Good. Allegri nodded, took a deep breath, and made a crouching motion.

"Do you want to go up in your clothes?" interrupted Herseus, "and what are you going to wear in a moment?"

Allegri cursed, gritted his teeth, quickly took off his clothes, and leaped in.

Herseus smiled.

"Barbecue Party", officially begins!

******

It was so hot, indescribably hot, that Allegri even felt that his body was on fire.

Fortunately, there was a special training from Herseus back then, otherwise he felt that he would definitely be fainted by the heat at the first time.

However, compared to the time, this stone platform is not only the heat of the flames, but also the thick smell of sulfur and billowing smoke.

It seems that smoked meat must be a very popular dish on the devil's table.

"Ignorance, the devil doesn't have a table at all," Herseus was more active in this flame, "think about something, hurry up and sit down and meditate." ”

Allegri sat down, and suddenly felt a fire burning in his buttocks, and he settled down and entered a meditative state with familiarity.

Miracles, it really happened.

The surging and chaotic power of the flames poured in like crazy, and Allegri felt that he must now be like a big red-hot crab. Originally, Allegri's spiritual power was supposed to control this amount of flame power and gradually assimilate it into his own mana reserve.

However, the spiritual power developed by Allegri has already been burned clean by the "Final Fire", and what can be used to control the power of these invasions, can he only let it run rampant and burn himself into an idiot?

At this embarrassing juncture, a huge spiritual force shrouded like a huge net, and the entire situation was controlled in just a few moments.

In this world, when it comes to the control of the power of the flame, who can compare to the "Fire Controller" Herseus?

(Double Shift, Reborn)

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