"This world will surely burn!"

In the blazing fire of evil energy, a tall body slowly emerged in the smoke and dust in the sky. Beneath the dark metal, his body looked bloated, but his rocky skin couldn't hide his muscular muscles. Although the stout legs were short, the explosive power hidden under the undulating muscles like mountains shook the earth with every movement he made.

The barb-covered tail dragged behind its back like a terrifying python. Although the proportions of the jet-black demonic wings were comical compared to the body, every swing of the wings could set off a howling and powerful wind.

The hideous head burns with the flames of eternal destruction, and the fangs sticking out from the sides of the jaw are as thick and strong as horns. As the mouth full of fine and sharp teeth erupted into a terrifying roar, surging evil fire erupted from it.

On the other side of this terrifying demon, Lanlos protected the terrified Aurelia with one hand and a wide curved barrier with the other. Through the arcane barrier that had been knocked out of the Dao Rift by powerful energy fluctuations, Lan Los looked ahead with a solemn expression.

Abyss Lord?......

Subconsciously, his gaze looked behind the demon. The portal had long since vanished without a trace, leaving no trace of anything but the diffuse scorch marks left on the ground by the explosion.

Through the analysis of the traces of magic by the Eye of Dalaran, Lanloth instantly understood the ins and outs of everything.

However, the theory of points and surfaces mentioned earlier requires a very important premise as a condition. To push a point to another plane, one must have power far beyond that point. You know, it's not just Lanros who built this portal, it's the arcane energy that the Eye of Dalaran has spent a lot of time gathering.

Even though it is a barren world, the power of Kilgardan is still terrifying.

Lanloth's face became more and more difficult to look at, especially after the other party put that burning gaze on him.

"Be honored, mortal who betrayed the Burning Legion, and in your last life you will face the power of Manolos. ”

With every word, every voice, the chaotic magic that swirls around them becomes more and more turbulent and tyrannical.

In the face of this aura of destruction, the wrinkle in the center of Lanloth's brow became more and more prominent.

Manolos the Saboteur, legend has it that he was one of the Big Three of the Burning Legion. Of course, this is a rumor, and with Manolos' abilities, he is far inferior to Kilgardan and Akmund. But this rumor is very revealing.

As Akmund's first servant, Manolos' strength is unquestionable. Moreover, the vanguard marshal of the Burning Legion had set foot in this world, and fraudsters and polluters chose him precisely because of his familiarity.

What's more, as Abyss Lords, many people will be deceived by their bloated appearance. In fact, what their seemingly clumsy size truly reveals is an unstoppable power of terror and invulnerability.

In the face of such a mobile tank, the feeling of not knowing where to start made Lan Luos's palms slowly ooze cold sweat.

However, Manolos, who relied on his own unparalleled strength, would not try to figure out the mind of a small mortal. After saying hello, the saboteur immediately swung his double-headed sword the size of a truck, wrapped in a tsunami-like power, and smashed it unstoppably at the mage.

"Let's go!" Without giving Aurelia time to react, Lanlos sent her into the distance with a shapeshift, and seeing the falling slash like a meteorite from the sky easily shattering the barrier, the mage had nowhere to dodge, of course, he didn't need to dodge.

The light in his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and Lan Luo directly spread his five fingers and raised his left hand.

Rumble!

The violent tremors instantly spread throughout the entire Dark Temple, countless broken stones and bricks fell along the way, and the smoke and dust in the sky rose from all corners of the temple.

Countless thick and dense cracks spread in all directions along the already tattered floor. In the center of the rift, the figure, which looked very small in contrast, was grasping the blade of the sword that was wider than his height with one hand.

Although it was not full strength, but the other party caught his own shun with his bare hands, Manolos's face obviously showed a strong sense of disbelief, and even, he could vaguely see the horror in his eyes. Soon, though, a terrifying grin appeared on the saboteur's face.

Burst!

His pursed lips suddenly opened, and Lanlos clutched his chest, staring at the large blood stains under his feet with a horrified expression.

For the first time, under the protection of the hand of Solarion, it was the first time that Lanlos was injured. The perfect block did block Manolos' attack, but the shock wave from this powerful slash still made his internal organs tremble.

Seeing that he was injured, Manolos also completely dispelled the unexplained horror in his heart. Immediately retracted his blade, and while whistling, he tried to launch another slash.

However, as he raised his blade above the top, Lanloth jerked his head up, his eyes shining with a palpitating brightness. At the same time, a large, translucent palm appeared out of thin air, grabbing the handle of the blade before Manolos could accelerate hard.

Magnus caught him off guard with a snap of his clapp, and Manolos couldn't break free of his shackles at the first time. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lanlos clenched his fists and lunged forward. I saw two huge iron fists composed of arcane energy come out of their hands, and without saying anything, they went straight to the face of the Abyss Lord.

Knock knock!

Although Manolos avoided it at the first time, his size, from the perspective of others, was only a symbolic twist of his waist.

The adamantine fist slammed into Manolos' chest, and the force pushed his bloated body backwards and took a forceful step, only one step......

"Weak, weak, embarrassed. ”

Manolos smirked and picked up his double-headed sword, and with the howl of the wind, the grappling palm and the vajra fist that he had not had time to retract were shattered under the huge force. The surging arcane energy exploded around him like fireworks, only to leave a few innocuous scorch marks on his rocky, rough skin.

The seven-ring spell plus the double-cast eight-ring spell didn't even have the slightest effective result? Although it was not a pure magic attack spell, Lan Luos's heart gradually fell to the bottom.

"Burn in the flames!"

With a deafening roar, Manolos' stout forelimbs bounced violently, his raised blade pointing to the sky, and the hot and chaotic magic burst into the air. With a roar, dense orange-red fireballs fell from the sky, increasing at an increasing speed, bringing a continuous and terrifying howl, which made people feel terrified.

Can you only do it to this extent?

Looking at the rain of flames that covered almost the entire hall, Lanlos's expression was a little hesitant. But as the purple rune in his left eye flashed with a bright light, it was like a clear spring pouring into his anxious brain, so that his brow, which he had squeezed together, suddenly stretched.

Give everything to win the future, how can I let you take it away!

Manolos, you've chosen the wrong opponent.

Inhaling hard, feeling the abundant magic flowing into his body with his breath, the essence of Lanloth's eyes shone brighter and brighter.

Faced with the apocalyptic rain of flames, he unhurriedly gripped Elunis and raised his head, encapsulating the crimson sky in his left eye.

Airplanes!

A second before the grinding disc-sized fireball landed on his face, a subtle but unignorable humming sound suddenly appeared. I saw a purple ripple spreading into the air like a wave, and everywhere I went, those scorching flames actually instantly disintegrated into the purest magic power factor.

For a while, under the originally fiery red sky, countless blue points of light quietly drifted in all directions like butterflies.

Countless glimmers of light sprinkled around him, setting off the tall figure of Lanlos in an incomparably mysterious way. Especially, under the long hair that was scattered, the cold smile that loomed in the faint light.

"You ......" magic failed, Manolos was furious, and immediately stepped forward.

Rumble!

Lan Luos's naturally drooping hands suddenly stepped forward, and two invisible forces burst forward at an extremely fast speed. Just as the force field impact was about to hit Manolos' face, suddenly the direction turned and collided with each other.

With a deafening loud bang, the raging air currents kicked up a cloud of smoke and dust, instantly drowning Manolos' sight.

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