Forward, my soldiers!"

The Emperor's majestic voice resounded throughout the territory, and countless soldiers made of yellow sand could sweep through the torrent of the oasis overturned, and Azir did all this before Shi Shiran met Emilia's lore head-on.

This is the strong self-confidence and bearing that matches the identity of the Desert Emperor.

Azir raised one hand, and the wind and sand turned into a shield wrapped around his palm, and he intercepted Amelia's red lotus flame with only one hand.

Red Lotus Huangyan is a super-level magic that Emilia and the Flame Dragon Crystal have initially comprehended, this magic is strictly speaking, it is a magic that only dragons can use, and it is difficult for the weak body and magic circuit of human beings to withstand the pressure of the magic brought by this super-level magic. Others can't, but that doesn't mean Emilia can't, she's a hybrid of angels and elves, and her physique is far from being comparable to that of ordinary magicians.

The Red Lotus Flame slammed into the shield condensed by the wind and sand, setting off a wave of flames in the air, these reddish-orange flames were much hotter than the golden sun beams, but even if the wind and sand shield wrapped around Azir's palm was dissolved by the high temperature, the yellow sand could always be reconstructed in the first place to melt the part of the sand.

It's a desert, and there's no shortage of sand.

Counting the Abyss Lord Agomoto, the current Emilia already has the combat experience of facing the two lord-level existences, and seeing that the offensive is blocked, she is not discouraged, and her slender five fingers stretched out wipe out the curved marks in front of her, and her appearance is extremely serious.

The Red Lotus Huangyan, whose attack was blocked on the quicksand shield, seemed to be guided in some way, and the diverted flames bypassed the shield like a python and attacked Azir's wrist, Emilia's mental power was so strong that it could distort the form of magic!

In the wizarding world, this skill that can distort the form of magic is collectively called modeling magic, and the caster can take on the form he wants when magic, the higher the realm, the higher the proficiency, the more powerful the modeling magic, just like the army of the desert lord Azir made of yellow sand, which is a manifestation of the peak of modeling magic.

Azir watched the dragon-shaped flames turn into pythons, and smiled, and without even using his other hand, the wrist of his shield suddenly broke open, and the cross-section was not flesh and blood, but flying yellow sand, and the flame python bit into the air.

The scattered yellow sand gathered at this moment, and the magic power in several flame pythons was drained by the yellow sand with stronger magic power, and was forcibly "sculpted" into a python-like carving, and then shattered by a palm.

Emilia's eyes burst out with dazzling red orange, the magic circuit in her body had been turned on to the extreme, and every magic crystal on her wand as bright as a starry sky bloomed with dazzling light, and even the magic crystal of the four-winged flame demon was ignited by the flames at this moment.

Was Emilia still a great magician at this time?

No, she's on par with the most powerful magicians.

The red-orange flames swept through the entire sky, making the already dry desert environment even hotter, and the soldiers of the coalition army looked up in stunned, they only knew that there was a delicate beauty magician in the expeditionary force of the bright field, but they never expected that this beauty could be strong enough to compete with the desert lord!

"Chang Hao, Chang Hao, what other hole cards do you have?" The little prince's hand holding the reins couldn't help but tremble, even if he was a prince, he couldn't help but have the idea of surrendering to this mighty magic, no one could resist.

"Oh?" Azir's brow twitched slightly, he could tell that the young girl was working some kind of extremely powerful magic, but he didn't have time to wait for the enemy to finish chanting, he shook his fingers, and the yellow sand gathered in front of him, and then sharpened the tip into a spear, ready to reward the young magician with a neat death.

The moment Azir made his move, he jerked his head up.

A few golden rays of light fell towards him like comets in the sky.

Azir waved his hand, and tens of thousands of spears shot towards the golden light, but none of the spears could get close to the golden light, and they locked onto Azir's position and slammed down on the head.

Rig and all crew members of the Vanguard gunboat glued to the holographic screen.

Those few beams of golden light were fired from the proton collider, and they couldn't just watch this person's ghostly thing shoot at Miss Emilia!

Azir raised a hand as always, and a beam of unstable protons was grabbed by him in the palm of his hand, and before he could observe carefully, the proton beam exploded, hundreds of millions of elementary particles penetrated Azir's body, and the remaining two proton beams also detonated, triggering a series of chain reaction explosions, and the apocalyptic scene changed the color of the heavens and the earth.

The serial explosion of the proton beam did not raise a trace of dust, and the vision was still clear.

"Did it work?" said Rig, sweating profusely.

In the center of the holographic screen, Azir kept his head tilted back, his body almost sieveed by elementary particles because he was in the center of the chain reaction explosion, and there was no intact place on his body, full of holes, like a rock that could weather and collapse at any time.

"No... No!" The observer hated to look at an indicator in the lower right corner of the holographic screen that showed the energy concentration, showing that Azir's energy was increasing instead of decreasing!

Azir's body reactivated, and the void pierced by the elementary particles began to repair itself, only to recover in a short time, leaving no trace, as if he had never been injured in the first place.

As a top existence in the wizarding world, Azir has long been able to break through the mysteries of magic, his body can switch back and forth between the virtual and the real, the entity is the flesh, and the virtual body is an elemental body composed entirely of earth elements, which can be immune to most object attacks.

Just now, at the moment when the proton beam exploded, Azir transformed his body into an elemental body, directly exempting him from fatal damage.

The reason why he used his hand to catch the proton beam was entirely because of his curiosity, he had never heard of the proton beam, and subconsciously wanted to study it, otherwise he would not have to bear the explosion at all. He's the Emperor of the Desert, and he doesn't need to dodge.

"Flying Iron Giant Bird, come down to this king!" Azir looked indifferent, raised two fingers, and tall buildings suddenly rose on the yellow sand, and these tall buildings turned into giant hands again, and their height soared, threatening to tear the vanguard gunboats from the sky!

"Climb, climb, turn on mirror stealth mode!" Rig yelled.

The electromagnetic turbine fan blades on both sides of the wing of the vanguard gunboat roared, and the gunboat immediately rose vertically into the air, so fast that it was suspected that it was a rocket and not an airplane, and Morton, who was lying in the medical cabin and undergoing surgery, suddenly had the illusion that he was flying to heaven.

The vanguard gunboat climbed rapidly while firing at the same time, what proton collider cannon and 25mm annihilator chain cannon were fighting, a living fire fortress in the air, but it was hard not to let a yellow sand raise his hand to touch him.

Climbing high above the clouds, the Vanguard gunboat's body armor turned on the mirror refraction mode, reflecting all visible light and entering stealth mode, which was safe.

The crew of the Vanguard gunboat did not do anything for nothing, they managed to stall for time, giving Emilia ten precious minutes to finish chanting the magic.

Normally, the length of the chant determines the amount of magic power, and this one was no exception. As a master of fire magic, Emilia can do many high-level fire magic instantaneously, but now there is a fire magic that makes her chant for ten minutes, you can predict what a powerful magic it is!

Emilia's wand seemed to be connected to a water pump, and every shining crystal on it continued to dim until the light went out, and as even the four-winged fire demon's crystal finally lost its brilliance, and the flames of the roaring heaven and earth seemed to have a spirit.

The flames of the roaring heavens and the earth turned into giants under the blessing of modeling magic, and the flame giant, who was more than 100 meters tall, raised his right hand, and a sharp spear condensed by the purest flames took shape.

The god-like flame giant held a flame spear, and even the yellow sand burned under his feet, he stepped a hundred meters in one step, condescendingly looked down at the desert lord Azir, and the spear in his hand ignited with reddish-orange flames, stabbing at Azr fiercely!

If other human mages were allowed to see this, they would definitely scream!

This level and specification of magic has surpassed the super level, even if it is close to the forbidden spell, it is only a stone's throw away!

"Well, judging by your power and skill alone, I even suspect that you are a hidden high-level magician. It's good that you can use magic that is as powerful as a great mage, or even more than that of a mage. Azir looked appreciative, but the expression was short-lived, "Unfortunately, it's not enough. ”

Talking was not enough, but this time Azir finally stretched out his hands, and his hands made a motion that compressed the heavens and the earth, and the earth elemental forces of the entire desert world responded to him, and they condensed an invisible door, cutting everything off.

The Flame Spear, which was so powerful that it could destroy half of Istanbul, stopped, and the action of the Flame Giant's throwing also stopped, and the majestic fire elemental seemed to be cut off, losing its command and becoming no longer a threat.

Azir is the emperor of the desert, he has complete control over the flow of magical elements in this land, and if he wants to, as long as he pays a small price, he can completely invalidate the magic that is close to the forbidden level.

This is not much different from the legendary Forbidden Demon Realm.

Emilia spat out a mouthful of blood, and she felt that she had lost her magical connection with the flame giant, which directly caused her to be consumed by the massive amount of magical power, and she lost consciousness immediately.

In the final moments of losing consciousness, she used the last remaining wisp of magic to activate the Veil of Night on her cheek and enter a state of invisibility, preventing herself from falling into a coma and becoming the target of Azir's continued attacks.

The remnants of the dragon's will in the Flame Dragon Crystal are screaming, it was the strongest dragon in the flame system during its lifetime, and the world must respect it and revere it, even if it is not too far behind the desert lord Azir.

But now it only has a vestige of instinctive will left in the magic crystal, and it is no longer the self it was in its heyday thousands of years ago, so naturally there is no need to mention that it can fight the desert lord for 300 rounds to the dark.

This is the desert, the home of the Desert Lord, who can beat him?

It's not that Emilia is weak, on the contrary, she is strong enough, strong enough to rival the Venerable Magus, but unfortunately her opponent is too strong to be reasonable.

None of the seven great lords of Middle-earth can be guessed with common sense.

"My warriors, are you going to hide behind a woman for the rest of your life? it's time for us to get on!" the Grand Prince was shocked by the epic duel that took place before his eyes, he drew his sword excitedly, and the blood of the Lionheart King was running in his body, he must not stand idly by, even if the opponent is the Desert Lord, but ask for a fight!

The orc warriors were already boiling with blood, their chests rising and falling violently, echoing the voice of the Great Prince with the loudest cry. From the moment they set foot on the battlefield, they are ready to sacrifice for their country, they will fight for honor, and there is no enemy to fear the orcs. Desert Lord?

Herbert, Platinum, and Lucoco finally join up with the headquarters to find the unconscious Emilia in the sandstorm, who is also a member of the orc kingdom and must take up their weapons to defend their glory against the menacing desert army of the desert lord Azir.

Hatsuyuki commanded all the troops into battle, and arranged for the vanguard gunboats to find the right time to put Emilia on, her situation was not optimistic, and Emilia who was eaten by magic showed pain even when she was unconscious, which shows how serious the backlash is.

Hatsuyuki didn't know if the modern medical equipment on the Vanguard's gunboat would have an effect on the magic backlash, but it was better than her dry stare now.

"Lord-level existence, can we really shake it?" Chu Xue asked herself, she looked at the storage ring that Chang Hao gave her in her hand, her eyes hesitated, but when she saw Emilia's painful appearance again, she finally made up her mind, and gently twisted the mechanism on the ring, and the storage ring lit up with a faint light, as if sending out some kind of message.

The northern province of the orc kingdom is bright, with an underground depth of 140 meters.

There is a retreat room built 140 meters underground in the Guangming Field, which is 40 meters deeper than the place where the scientific research and development site is located, and no one will come to disturb it.

The entire body of the retreat room is made of the strongest steel, and the guys from the technology research department have carved "mountain patterns" on the surface, making this retreat room incredibly strong. Yan Qi once patted his chest and promised that as long as he could not cultivate to the Transformation God Realm, there was absolutely no possibility of destroying this cultivation room!

However, the inside of this retreat room is now ploughed by a rain of meteorites, and the walls are crisscrossed with ravines, as if it is not a human being who is retreating in it, but some kind of fierce and tyrannical beast.

The figure in the center of the cultivation room had been meditating cross-legged for nearly two months, his chest slowly rising and falling, and every breath brought bursts of thunder in his chest, as if it was not a person sitting here, but a giant dragon.

As if he heard something from afar, he slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he blinked, the walls of the retreat room were once again marked by the terrifying marks of being scratched by giant claws, and the walls that could resist the attacks of the Transformation God Realm level were as fragile as paper under a single gaze.

He is Chang Hao, the lord of the bright field, and now he is not what it used to be.