[Your plan is going smoothly, and with the killing of Simon, the heir of the Kars Group, as a prelude, you have officially raised the banner of resistance]

[The fire bearers you arranged, carrying the fire, gave the citizens who were aroused to resist the strength to resist]

[On this day, at this moment, the flame of revenge burned violently in Helan City]

[And the remnants of the resistance of the Drinking Banquet were also completely wiped out under the attack of Cessis and the rebel soldier Rye and others]

[But the journey of resistance must go through the baptism of blood and fire]

[The true power of the Kars family was revealed at this moment, and hundreds of high-level reformers appeared in Helan City to suppress the rebel army organized by the Torch Society]

[You know, this has reached the most critical moment]

……

"The fire burns in the sky, covering the ground, and the blood path of hatred is unstoppable, even if there is an empty and collapsed abyss ahead, it can't stop this burning road!"

Flame-wrapped iron cables traveled through the sky, entangled a transformational guard flying in the sky, and then slammed into the ground.

The earth cracked, and flames flew everywhere.

The body of the reformed guard was also scorched in the flames and finally reduced to ashes.

In a sea of fire, Shahril slowly walked out,

But suddenly, a black shadow appeared in the shadows under his feet, and then a huge pain came from his back, and his back was torn in an instant, and a half-meter-long bloody wound with deep bones was torn out.

The Transformation Guard Nore appeared behind Shahrir, his left arm raised and a stream of pitch-black energy entwined around him.

But Shahril didn't look back, just more flames erupted from his feet.

Norre dives into the shadows again, appearing in the distance.

The injuries on Shahrir's back healed rapidly, and it was intact in just a few breaths, but suddenly Shahril's body was stunned, and the next moment the flesh and blood in all parts of his body bulged, and the pitch-black energy burst in it, and a large amount of blood splattered.

This time, Shahril was almost reduced to a skeleton, with only bits of flesh still hanging from his bones.

"Is the power of the shadow lurking inside me and then quietly detonating? Is there a rule involved in your ability? ”

Shahril looked at Nore, who had no eyeballs, but flaming sockets that seemed to flicker.

His jaw opened and closed, and there was no longer a vocal cord, but a voice came out.

This is the vibration of the flames.

It is also the will in the flames, which is transformed into a physical manifestation by Shahrir.

The body was no longer important to him now, but its true essence had turned into the fire of vengeance.

He is here, and in the body of every fire-bearer.

Now, if he could observe his own Noble Phantasm level, he would inevitably find that the fire of revenge was no longer a mere D-level, carrying the hatred of countless people, and Shaliel, who used his own will as firewood, had already been transformed.

"Black Fire. Capricorn! ”

Black flames emerged from Shahril's tall skeleton, then dashed into the sky, then disintegrated in the heights, turning into a black rain of fire, but before Nore could dive into the shadows again to dodge, the black flames dissipated in the air.

A trace of doubt flashed in Norey's eyes, even if he was limited by the steel seal of his mind and had lost most of his emotions, he didn't understand what Shahril wanted to do in front of him.

But he followed his instincts and tried to sneak into the shadows, but no sooner had he halfway shadowed himself than the mutation occurred.

In the surrounding air, a terrifying wave of scorching heat suddenly erupted.

At the same time, a stream of heat poured out of his body.

Why......

Nore's last consciousness was that he felt like he was being swept by the sun, and then he fell silent forever in the darkness.

Shahril calmly walked to the place where Nore had been vaporized, and with each step, black flames poured out of his body, and the flames enveloped him, and the remnants of his flesh and blood were also steamed in the black flames, leaving only a tall white skeleton.

Eventually, the black robe of flame was conjured up, covering Shahrir's remaining bones.

His flesh and blood could no longer carry its own power.

What Nore broke was only the cage that bound him to himself.

1652、2421、2500、3911…… 17233、46335……

Numbers emerge in Shahrir's mind, this is the number of new fire bearers, who rely on the fire given by Shahrir to burn their own flames, but the price of this power is absorbed by Shahrir.

He raised his hand and saw that the bone of his right hand was being wiped out in the flames.

When his bones are extinguished by the flames, the cost will be borne by the fire bearers.

Today's fire of revenge, after sublimation, may no longer be suitable to be called the fire of revenge, it is a kind of fire of will, the power that burns with the purest will of man himself, is the crystallization of human nature, and it is also the power of human nature.

The one who killed Nore was named Black Fire by Shahrir. Capricorn, this is the flame that is sublimated, stripped of the pure will of revenge, to ignite the flame.

Nore hurts him with the power of shadows, then but black fire. After Capricorn appears, as long as Nore uses his shadow power again, then he will be blackfired. Capricorn to devour.

This flame is both from the outside and from the inside.

Nore's spiritual power will be ignited by this flame, so Norey's death can even be called self-immolation.

"What a domineering ability."

A young voice suddenly sounded.

Not far from Shahrir, a cute little girl in a white dress walked out of a grocery store, she looked at Shahril with a smile and an innocent and pure gaze.

But in Shahrir's eyes, who was in the eyes of flames, the little girl in front of her was a chaotic body, and all kinds of mental fluctuations echoed in it.

This made him feel as if he was not seeing one person, but tens of thousands of people standing in front of him.

The chaotic fluctuations caused some fluctuations in the flames in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Shahril asked, shaking the flames.

"Didn't you just look for me not long ago?"

The little girl said with a smile.

Shahril had a guess, but this guess made him at this time, a flash of incredulity flashed in his heart, but this wave of mind was soon burned by his will that almost turned into a sea of fire.

"You're Moon?"

The little girl nodded, then looked at Shahril with emotion and appreciation: "To be honest, I haven't seen someone in a mental state for a long time, as bad as me, in my perception, you are almost a sun, a sun ignited by countless different wills. ”

"I knew that no power would be so easily grasped, and you paid the price, right?"