1201 Mutation 1
The smell of scorching air mixed with countless soot particles was disgusting, but the wizards who had been killed in the slaughter were cheering and cheering with red eyes.
The entire Talita Mountains had become a sea of fire, and the thick columns of smoke rising from the thirty-two ridges, driven by the breeze blowing from the west, slowly moved towards the east of the continent, and soon formed a phenomenon like a dark cloud, mixed with a palpitating cold aura, slowly drifting away with the wind.
Witnessing this unilateral extermination massacre, everything he saw made Raymond's feelings become depressed and dull, and the patriarch of the Helance family, who was still able to stay by his side before, was also rejected by Raymond's natural fear power that Raymond did not deliberately retract at this time, and had to be avoided far away because of the large rank gap between him and Raymond.
Raymond was deep in thought as he stared at the billowing black smoke that was drifting away in the wind, and the tragic situation in front of him reminded him of the Nacisian invasion he had encountered in the Nightmare World.
The area that the Three-Eyed People of the Sith passed through seemed to have been thoroughly cleansed, but it would never reach the scorched earth state in front of them.
In his memory, the original Northern Frontier Alliance of the Nightmare World was at the top of the food chain that was constantly going to other planes for robbery, but even the Northern Frontier Alliance of the Nightmare World would never adopt such a completely ruined posture and invade other planes!
As soon as he thought of this, Raymond's breath became more and more unstable due to the inexplicable suffocation in his chest, but without him noticing, the faint fog shadow that slowly escaped from his body like a mist but had no substance began to slowly squirm on his side. It's like there's life.
And the true body fit, which has been gradually recovering, has unconsciously improved rapidly!
Raymond, who had fallen into such a strange state because of his restlessness, although he also sensed that his situation seemed to be a little inappropriate, but the phantom festival that spontaneously operated in his body slowly urged the mana in his body, and began to surge according to the trajectory of his usual meditation.
The extremely comfortable fluttering made him feel slightly drunk, and under the circumstances he didn't know, the insubstantial fog shadows that escaped from his body were turning faster and faster. In the end, a wind whirlpool was formed that looked like an inverted cone, gradually attracting the black smoke that was being blown eastward, and slowly gathered towards his body!
The whining sound went from extremely weak to a sharp roar, but the five senses were gradually closed by Raymond, but he was immersed in a comfortable feeling. He lost his sense of the outside world, but the distorted force field barrier on the surface of his body appeared spontaneously. The invisible wind whirlpool in mid-air revealed its trajectory!
Wildfires burning throughout the Talita Mountains. At this time, the mountain and stone had been burned and collapsed, whether it was the creatures that were burned to death in the flames, or the demonic beasts that were later killed by the sorcerers' concentrated fire attacks, the resentment that gathered together began to coalesce in the darkness.
The originally cloudless blue sky was obscured by the dark clouds formed by the billowing black smoke above the thirty ridges, and soon the area where the Talita Mountains were located was covered in inexplicable shadows. Even the temperature of the environment has dropped slightly.
However, the golden-winged giant eagle Nuolun, who was still cruising on the side of the iron-ridged bird before, was suppressed by the inexplicable momentum of strong repulsion formed by the wind whirlpool, and had to quickly hide to the side with a gray drop in height.
And the iron-ridged bird that carried him under Raymond was the first time that no substantial fog shadow appeared in his body. was slapped to the ground with a strong force.
The lowly iron-ridged bird was frightened but did not dare to make a sound, like a falling stone, it fluttered its wings when it was close to the surface, and finally let out a wail after stopping the fall, and after circling a few times against the surface, it hurried to the golden-winged giant eagle Norun, seeking its refuge.
In this way, a spectacle gradually formed in the sky above the Talita Mountains, and the dark clouds formed by the billowing black smoke that surged with the wind towards the west were attracted by the funnel-shaped wind vortex in mid-air, and a black column of smoke like a hurricane bloomed into everyone's sight.
The breeze from the west seemed to be disturbed, and the wind gradually increased in strength and direction, thus causing the flames on the ridge of the Talita Mountains to become erratic and disorderly.
It's just amazing that although the funnel-shaped wind whirlpool in mid-air is constantly devouring the rolling dark clouds in the sky, the large amount of fine dust mixed in the dark clouds disappears strangely after entering the wind whirlpool.
The Helens family, which had already completed the encirclement and suppression of the demonic beasts at the southern foot of the Talita Mountains, and many family wizards who had completed the task also gathered around Hirill at this time.
These family wizards didn't know about Raymond's situation before, but when they saw him patrolling with his patriarch Geriel, and a golden-winged giant eagle that was obviously a mature body, they all thought that he was a friend of his patriarch Geril, but as the insubstantial fog shadow on Raymond's body gradually formed such an anomaly, these low-level wizards were all shocked!
And with the appearance of the huge black pillar of smoke, the local lords who were close to this side on both sides of the ridge of the Talita Mountains also noticed the situation here.
Some of the clan leaders who had suffered from the frenzied counterattack of the demonic beasts in the Talita Mountains rushed over with the elites of the clan as soon as possible, lest this be an anomaly formed by some kind of powerful demonic beast bred in the Talita Mountains.
Therefore, in a short period of time, six or seven local lords appeared around Hirill, but everyone present could feel the strong pressure generated from the direction of the pillar of smoke, but unfortunately everyone was limited by their own realm, and they couldn't understand what kind of phenomenon this was.
Therefore, the chaotic but vague sound of conversation gradually spread through the crowd, looking at the pillar of smoke that appeared in the sky, many of these lords who were familiar with Geril also knew from Gerill's mouth that the wizard he had met before, the Raymond who had driven the iron-ridged bird and was accompanied by a mature golden-winged eagle, was a wizard who passed by this place by chance.
It's just that Phyrill only knew Raymond's name before, but he didn't know where he came from and where he was going, so it was a little embarrassing in the explanation.
But when Vrier saw the golden-winged eagle Nolun cruising not far away, he raised his hand and pointed at it and said. "This golden-winged giant eagle came with this person, but this kind of magical beast can only communicate through the guò spirit, I have no way......"
The people gathered around him couldn't help but look at each other, the most powerful person present was only the peak of the second-level wizard, and it was a little difficult to communicate smoothly with a magical beast like the Golden-winged Giant Eagle.
At this moment, the ridge on the west side of the mountain that the McOull family needed to encircle and suppress finally ended the battle, and its patriarch was a burly strong man, and he also quickly arrived with several family wizards and appeared in front of Wheelier.
Among the seventeen lord families that occupied the periphery of the Talita Mountains, the McOuel family was the most powerful, so after seeing this strong man arrive, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
And Gerill, who was in charge of the encirclement and suppression of this foothill, opened his mouth with great concern when he stepped forward at the end. "How's it going, Lord McCows?"
With a calm face full of anger, but there was horror and fear in his sharp eyes, this McCaws of the McOull family ignored everyone's salutes, nor did he respond to Phyll's concern, but just stared at the huge pillar of smoke above the sky for a long time, which was very unbelievable muttering. "Could it be that what I saw before is the real body? That is the strength that needs to reach the dawn level, how can it be ......" (to be continued......)