Arthur said that Heine's anger was pure.

Heine didn't understand what that meant at the time, but now he does.

His anger was like a torch, straight upward, and the flame was bright and quiet.

He knows exactly when he is angry and why.

But Barry's anger is cloudy.

It wasn't just his anger.

It is the fusion of thousands, countless clusters of nameless fire.

When Barry first awakened the Shadow Talent and his whole body was infiltrated by the Shadow Energy, this seed of anger was buried deep in his heart.

They lurk in the shadows, in different colors, and even devour and roll over each other.

Once burned, it spreads boundlessly, burning all sanity and patience.

In the first half of Barry's life, even as he struggled to control his emotions, this anger interfered with his judgment at all times, which eventually led him to leave the Northland and come to the mountains of McCalalla.

Here, he felt the tranquility that he had not felt for a long time.

And now, when the torch belonging to Heine is surrounded by this mass of flames, the two are clearly distinguished.

Heine had an enlightenment.

As long as he has one thought, the two can merge, and he can also get great power from it.

This is not a temporary kicker, but a permanent boost.

But at the price, he also has to carry these emotions.

He didn't.

He just plays and experiences Barry's wrath.

Then a mixture of fury hovered around the torches, roaring and rising to form a great flame.

Powerful power is instantly applied to the whole body.

Barry's identity was "covered", allowing Heine to briefly gain control of the lair.

Now he is the master of the lair.

The black silk threads weaved him a sumptuous lord's robe.

At the same time, there was also a staff in his hand that emitted pitch-black smoke.

He felt that all of his attributes had been improved in all directions.

It was a third of Barry Githil's power in his heyday.

At least level five, if not more.

It's a pity that he's not Kamen Rider, and there's no invincible frame for transformation.

The Silver Wing, who had been forced back, had already rushed back up, leaving no time for him to digest.

Both of Silver Wing's hands turned into the claws of birds, and the speed was enough to make the fourth-level Teacher Xia embarrassed.

Heine Kong has a five-level attribute, but he does not have the knowledge and magic mastery to match it.

Even he didn't have time to accumulate enough combat experience, so he could only follow the instinct brought by his powerful perception to resist hastily.

In his hurry, he only had time to raise his staff.

Bells

A crisp sound came from the metal staff, so powerful that Heine almost let go of his hand.

"Damn, I've got your face!"

Despite his best efforts to maintain his sanity, Heine felt like a barrel of dynamite.

As he was provoked, he became more "into the play", so his strength increased a little more.

Feeling that the metal staff in his hand had become a little lighter, Heine suddenly realized!

Why do I want to be a mage?

Isn't the best practice for implementing anger just copy the guy and spank the fuck?

He ripped off his staff and robes and threw them to the Guardian Kite.

The dead air in the lair set off a wave of wind and converged towards him.

In an instant, it converges on the surface of the body to form armor that covers the whole body.

At the same time, he also had an extra shield in his hand.

It's still this one!

If you want to blame the sheep catching classmates, it's really relieving to see him use a shield to paste people's faces.

"Come on, you despicable villain!"

Heine screamed and rushed forward.

Clang!

This time, it was Silverwing's turn to be vigorously beaten two steps back.

He looked stunned.

This......

Isn't this a necromancer?

…

The group of people brought in by Silverwing also heard the movement below.

They wanted to rush down the first time.

"V, stop them!"

Heine shouted like a villain.

The Northeast Warlock has long been suffocated.

The big boss can't touch it, and there is no problem at all to deal with trash fish.

Even if he only had one skill, Shadow Flame, it didn't stop him from spreading his anger on these guards.

After all, there are nine levels of this skill!

What he was short of was the cardinality, and now the gloomy robe and the eerie staff made up for it.

So the Guardian Kite was transformed into an arsonist who sprinkled black flames everywhere.

The skill that was originally nicknamed "Shadow Drizzle" by Teacher Xia has also expanded its range under the amplification.

Shadow Rain's youth version: Shadow Rain.

A dense black stream of fire blocked the crater that Elimont had smashed.

Anyone who dares to take a step beyond the Thunder Pool will be mercilessly scorched by the Shadow Flames.

…

The more Silver Wing fights, the more aggrieved he becomes.

His strengths are speed and instantaneous bursts, making him a good hand at dealing with spellcasters.

However, the opponent can't do anything else, and the parry defense is good.

Not only that, but the shield condensed by the opponent's completely dead qi seemed to be impossible to break no matter how much it hit.

Forced back again, he admonished:

"These dead qi will invade your body, look at the way he looks, indulging in this power will kill you!"

Heine sneered, "It's as if you're going to let me go." ”

"As long as you swear not to divulge secrets."

"Then you have to tell me what secrets you don't divulge?"

Heine was sincere, but Silverwing was clearly unconvinced.

It was useless to attack for a long time, and Silver Wing simply attacked Barry and Jianglu on the ground.

Here it comes!

This is the time Heine was waiting for!

He followed Barry's example and lifted his palm slightly!

The beggar's version of the White Bone Thorn instantly blocked all the areas other than the two on the ground.

White bone thorns are basic skills, and the principle is not much different from the bone spear, he really knows how to do this!

Although the area is more than half smaller, the height and sharpness of the thorns are far less than the original.

But it's completely enough to make the Silver Wing Thrower.

The latter was stunned for a moment, and the bone shield in Heine's hand was thrown out.

Seeing this, the silver wing quickly turned back.

The shield is gone, see what you can do!

The answer is simple.

Pinch one more!

By the time Silverwing's claws reached Heine, a new shield had been snapped into his wrist.

As the master of the nest, although the maximum strength is locked, the supply area is almost endless.

Heine's mind was always clear.

Since there is no time to digest and absorb those mixed knowledge.

Then he only needs to do one thing well.

Manipulate the dead air.

Pinch and you're done!

One hand was trapped, and Silverwing's other hand reached out.

even opened a pair of silver-white wings violently behind his back and slapped hard.

The sheer force Heine to take a few steps back, but his shield widened in a circle.

Snort -

The density of the newborn's shield was not enough, and it was directly pierced by the silver wing.

But his other hand was thus put into the shield.

The dense dead qi suddenly converged, and both of Silver Wing's hands were stuck in the shield, like a shackle.

Silverwing tugged back, and Heine didn't hesitate to let go.

Seeing that the opponent staggered backwards, Heine immediately pulled out two bone spears and stabbed them straight in the face of his opponent.

After dodging, Silverwing finally freed his hands and threw the shield with two holes in it.

However, the shield disintegrated and dissipated halfway through the flight, returning to its dead air.

Heine finally understood why the Guardian Kite was surprised at first, but found out that the other party was just borrowing the nest and felt that it was nothing.

Because the nest is really awesome.

Even he can use every ounce of energy with a careful calculation.

After repeated torture, Silver Wing gave up the attack.

He saw that the skeleton, dressed in black, had trapped the people he had brought with him, and had even burned several to death.

And this is the only one in front of me.

This means that the wanderer skeleton on the other side has long since left.

Maybe it's right under your nose and you're leaving.

Taking a deep look at Heine, Silverwing spun and leaped towards the gap that Elimont had crashed into.

His body turned into a broad-winged silver falcon in mid-air, flapping its wings and leaving.

Confirming that the other party had left, Heine immediately took aim at the group above.

Seeing the leader leave, the minions threw down a few corpses and fled.

Heine breathed a sigh of relief.

The gap between the two flames was getting less and less, and he knew he was almost at the limit.

In addition to the mental limit, there is also the dead air here.

In his field of vision, a gray fog was escaping.

Seeping into the walls, burrowing into the ground, and more often escaping along the breached passages of Elimont.

This is not a trend that can be alleviated by lockdowns, but rather that the nest is disintegrating.

Clearly, the Children of the Wind didn't just leave a furrow in the ground.

He inflicted irreversible damage on the nest itself.

Maybe he can hurt Barry not because of his authority, but because of such a "salary from the bottom of the kettle".

With no time for any of this, Heine desperately thought back to his most peaceful day, detached from his anger.

Calm......

Calm......

The anger subsided, and the mixed flames vanished from his heart.

He was still the same bright torch, straight up.

It doesn't need to be so monstrous.

By the time he came back to his senses, the pitch-black thread had retracted into the vial.

It's just that it's noticeably smaller.

The cork he had thrown somewhere also reappeared, as if it had been created out of thin air.

"Looks like it can be used a few more times......"

Heine muttered to himself.

As soon as he relaxed, he felt a tidal wave of exhaustion, as if he had been working all night for three days in a row.

But now is clearly not the time to rest.

He stepped forward and shook the dew.

"Hey, wake up!"