"What's your name?"

Looking at his back, Vivien suddenly asked.

Thunder Strode away without hesitation, leaving a cold word in place.

"Master!"

Fortunately, Old Ham couldn't hear their conversation at this distance, and was still looking at Revent's figure hopefully, counting on this last savior, otherwise he would have vomited blood and died by this angry thing.

The black swiftloon's body was lowered, its entire abdomen pressed against the green branches, the muscles of its whole body collapsed and swelled, and the wing membranes of its forepaws made a soft rattling sound.

The huge body let out an uneasy roar, and it smelled the blood of countless demonic beasts from Lei Wente's body, thick as the sea! It can't even be suppressed, but years of life at the top of the food chain have made it forget, this is the so-called fear.

"Because I got you here, I'm giving you a chance! Now retreat, I'll let you go! ”

Lei Wente's eyes were slender, and his mouth opened lightly, and the purest ancient Maya magic text spat out from it. Legend has it that this magical language, invented during the war between gods and demons, can arouse the purest spiritual resonance, allowing human beings to theoretically communicate with all life.

But perhaps the Black Swiftloon on the other side doesn't fall into this category, or maybe it doesn't have a backward word in its predatory dictionary. The cracked jaws, it only hesitated slightly, and then brazenly launched an attack in a fierce howl.

Like a bent slingshot, the trees behind it were bounced out by its trampling, and with its strength, the huge dragon body pounced on the tiny thunder on the ground like a black hurricane.

The contrast between strength and weakness can make people despair in an instant, and Vivien behind her let out a scream and covered her eyes with her bloody hands.

Even Old Ham's eyes were overflowing with despair again, and no one believed that in such a situation, there would be any suspense in the balance of power between a man and a dragon. And Thunder Pattern simply stood there without any dodging.

It's just that his pupils contracted for a while, and then the coldness of predation flashed inside, and he pursed his lips and said coldly.

"Disobedient brute! The flames that devour all things, come at my beckoning, with an irresistible current of flames, to burn everything I can see, impact! ”

The harmony of the ancient Maya, mixed with strange scales, seems to sing a complex but beautiful melody, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding fire elements begin to resonate wildly, gathering like a tidal wave.

Flame Nova! Flame magic that drowns everything in front of you in a straight line can carry up to a ton of physical impact. However, due to the excessive restrictions on use, the magic power is proportional to the time of elemental gathering, and the attack line is single, it is only classified as an intermediate attack magic.

However, in front of Lei Wente's body, in less than a second, it gathered into a giant vortex two people high, and the black swift dragon turned violently in the air, grabbed the wing membrane between the two sides, and swept out directly, stepped on another giant tree, one rebounded, and folded into a V shape and pounced on it from the new.

And the route of the magic's effective attack has been dodged, and it seems that the magic has failed under the terrifying instincts of the beast.

But Lei Wente didn't have any chagrin, his cold eyes were full of mockery, and he raised his right hand and directly ** the magic swirling in the air.

A faint low drink followed.

"Flame Nova, Devour!"

In an instant, a huge vortex of flames centered on his hand, rolling up a swirl that spread throughout the entire area, and then all of them were absorbed by his right hand.

Starting with the forearm, Revent's hand turned into a magnificent color like a flame hedron. Vivien, who peeked through her fingers behind her, let out a low cry of surprise.

Under the frantically pounced Swift Dragon, Lei Wente's body rotated strangely, his feet staggered to the ground, and his right fist turned around and slammed into the armpit with a red line, as if even the air sounded a faint explosion.

One man and one dragon, two disproportionate claws intersecting in an instant, and Vivien and Old Ham let out desperate screams.

There was a piercing loud bang, and countless flames were directly mixed in the center, and a cloud of hot wind exploded in a spiral shape, stirring the clouds and shattering, roasting and cracking.

In the center of the darkness that was filled with flames, a swift dragon's roar sounded, and Vivien, who was worried on the shocked side, shrank into a ball. Then a huge dragon body was thrown out directly in the cloud of flames, smashing countless tree branches with a bang, and rolling and sliding out.

The flame stream gradually dispersed, and the thunder vein stood in place like a javelin, unable to see the expression under the messy black hair. His feet were knee-high in the ground, but he didn't move a single bit.

Old Ham's eyes were about to pop out, and even Vivien, who was on the side, opened her mouth wide in surprise and let out an unconscious sigh.

A dragon competed with a man in strength, and he actually lost!!

Not to mention Vivien, who doesn't know much, just pure surprise! Old Ham, who has worked in the mercenary industry for decades, clearly knows what this represents, and even the Sword Master is simply compared with the strength of the Swift Dragon.

Not to mention such a suppressive victory!! That one... Is that still human!!

Old Ham swallowed weakly.

Pulling his feet out of the deep dirt, Revent's face was filled with a thin layer of black mist, swirling in a whirlpool. Raising his gaze, he stared at the Black Swift Dragon on the ground who was struggling to get up, two equally cold vertical pupils, but Thunder Strip's side was more like a raging eater.

"Don't let me say it a second time ... Get lost!! ”

He squirmed his lips, a clear cold drink came out of it, and the corners of his chapped lips licked a layer of dark flames, with a drop of cold sweat that slipped down, and evaporated into a mist with a thud.

The Black Swift Dragon struggled to get up frantically, clear breathing whistled out of its lungs, and its dark green pupils were all transformed into an inexplicable fear, and in that instant, in its eyes, Thunder Pattern was like a swirling black, devouring everything.

Occupying the top of the food chain, it learned to be afraid for the first time since it was born, and with a low roar, it spun around violently, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the forest with the cub that fell to the side.

Win!?

Old Ham blinked in disbelief, squirmed for a while, and the tingling pain in his body told him that it was not a dream, and immediately glanced around and showed an ecstatic smile.

And Lei Wente still stood straight in place like a golden steel magic gun, without half a point of movement, it seemed that the fat body no longer had any laughs that could be ridiculed, it was all a master temperament that naturally diffused.

Vivien, who was about to cheer, stuck out her little tongue and fell silent. It turns out that he is really a master! But the name is weird.

But the real situation Lei Wente himself knew, and the black flow of stasis mana that was tumbling all over his body now was constantly escaping from the eye sockets on the top of his head, and his body was almost torn. Ever since he came out of that real door, he had found that his body had been in an inexplicable mutation, and a month ago he inadvertently discovered that he had the ability to devour all tangible and insubstantial energy bodies, just like his body had become a natural storage magic device, which could also be said to be a humanoid magic device.

He was really ecstatic when he first discovered this ability, and this greatly improved his strength.

However, it seems that the load on the body is even greater, and as the magical energy increases, it can even cause fatal damage at best.

And today, the accumulation of countless experiments seems to have erupted this time, and the body is occupied by the sudden gushing out of disorder magic, and there is no way to do any action, which means that if that beast was smarter just now, the fat man's more than 100 catties would be here today.

After being silent and embarrassed for a long time, he finally released all the stagnant energy, and Lei Wente let out a sigh of joy and gave a cold whistle on his lips.

The beast seemed to want to leave the prey to play with slowly, and most of the mercenaries were only seriously injured, but not really dead, and Old Ham could naturally see this, grinning with relief.

At the same time, a smile also appeared on Leiwente's face, but it was different and cold. This is not the result he wants, theatrical*, no dissipation of life, how can the curtain end.

No matter what the mercenary empire is now, what kind of idea they have, what Thunder Pattern wants is just chaos.