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Because of the efforts and emotions of the craftsmen, the works also have a soul. Feng Kan knows this very well, because he can also be called a "craftsman" himself.

The moment the skin of his fingers came into contact with the greatsword, the scorching flames engulfed him along with the greatsword......

"Boom"

The scorching breath, the unbearable breath, as if it was not the air that was inhaled into the lungs, but the breath like the flames of the raging Aishang novel net, as if it was a scorching breath that would completely swallow the heavens and the earth.

A pure white and a turquoise light curtain suddenly bloomed in the room at the same time, and the two completely different light curtains were entangled and kneaded together, and finally gradually merged together, enveloping the raging flames in the room. Wrapped in something like a dazzling ball of light.

The scorching heat of the room cooled down in an instant, and the barrier formed by the white and turquoise light curtains perfectly separated the erupting force from the rest of the space.

The enchantment that Mandolov and Barende had set up was truly extraordinary.

“...... Old dwarf, you killed me."

However, the old mage no longer had his usual calm and leisure, and was even a little angry.

"No problem"

The old dwarf has always used two words to express his attitude, "he can do"

"I know the kids weren't too annoyed in there, but now we're in trouble"

"Not right"

"What's wrong? Isn't that a problem?"

Sweat began to run on the old mage's forehead.

"Trouble ......"

Barende pointed to the dazzling ball of light, "He didn't"

"I said it earlier, I know he didn't. ”

The old dwarf ignored him, and pointed his finger at himself.

"I didn't"

Then he pointed to the old mage.

"You have"

“......”

In fact, it does make sense to think about it, this giant sword was specially made for Feng Kan by the old dwarf, of course he has a way to make the power of the giant sword not a big problem for Feng Kan, and as a maker, he will not be affected by this power...... Only Mandorov, who is a complete outsider, then there is no guarantee.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Didn't ask"

“......”

If you don't ask, don't you tell me?

“...... Old dwarf, I'm going to be killed by you."

"Not right"

"Isn't that right?"

"Self"

The old dwarf proudly patted his chest, which was as hard as a rock.

"Works"

“......”

Seeing the old dwarf's leisurely attitude, the old mage finally realized that he had a lot of trouble.

Knowing the current situation, Mandorov could only reluctantly accept this fact, and now his enchantment had been completely combined with Barend's enchantment, and he could not be allowed to retreat. At this moment, the power of the two enchantments has reached a delicate balance, perfectly limiting the power of the giant sword to a certain area, but it is difficult to maintain this balance. Originally, Balend's strength alone was enough to suppress this scorching power, but Mandorov, who didn't know this in advance, would instinctively use his own strength to deal with the unexpected situation in front of him when he suddenly encountered such a thing, which did save Barende a lot of effort, but on the contrary, he himself got into trouble......

“...... Children~~~ Please hurry up, my old man is counting on you~~"

The current old mage is unable to advance or retreat, and he can only hope for Feng Kan in the enchantment.

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It was scorching, and there seemed to be red molten iron flowing in his body, and his mind seemed to be reading a book with hot magma......

To be honest, it doesn't taste good.

"It doesn't seem to be as simple as you think. ”

Feng Kan's mouth was a little bitter, he never thought that he would be so wolf with a sword. So far, he had only grasped the hilt of his sword.

The scorching feeling is just a feeling, his body is actually not burning up, and even his clothes are intact, although at this moment he seems to be standing in the sea of fire, but the flames do not cause anything on his body.

"Kill"

In the scorching breath, a voice with cold killing intent pierced his heart like a sharp dagger

“”

It was not the lingua franca of Trantac, nor was it any language that Feng Kan was familiar with, it was not even any language, and the sound had transcended all the linguistic ranges, directly conveying the true intentions and feelings of the other party

"Kill"

The blazing flames suddenly burned even more violently, and it felt like it would be burned up just by looking at it.

"Who is it?"

I couldn't help but ask, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was retracted like an electric shock.

This feeling is really bad, no thriller movie can create such an effect, Feng Kan thinks that his courage is not very small, or stupid and bold does not know what it means to be afraid, but this time he is really a little frightened.

"Kill"

The killing intent in his voice became even colder, and at this moment, Feng Kan's whole body seemed to be soaked in the scorching sea of fire, but his heart was cold.

The orange-red firelight flickered, but suddenly it seemed to suddenly open up, showing a familiar scene.

It was a very high vantage point, and from this vantage point, it was as if you were standing on a dozen floors and looking down.

Barren islands, lonely islands, islands surrounded by a clear blue water, only a scorched earth island.

A vague figure suddenly flashed in front of him. The whole picture immediately shook violently

"Kill"

The cold killing intent pierced his heart, but it was mixed with panic that could not be concealed.

Anger, fear, anxiety, and endless resentment all poured into his heart whether he wanted to or not, as if he were rushing to the already crowded crowd of buses, and without saying a word, his heart was completely filled......

"Boom"

It was as if a thunderclap exploded in his ears, and the picture shook violently

"What is this?"

Feng Kan suddenly only felt a splitting headache, and involuntarily covered his ears, at this moment, his eardrums seemed to be about to be shattered, and his eyes were blood-red, which was like the color of being dyed red by blood.

"Kill, kill, kill"

The picture suddenly shook again, and a blurred figure flashed from time to time, and suddenly the perspective changed to the angle of looking up, and the figure stood firmly on the picture and slammed it down with a fist......

The perspective of looking up, a very strange angle, I felt as if I was at the feet of that figure.

"Boom"

With the falling fist, a thunderous bang hit his eardrum again, no, it wasn't the sound that passed through Guò's ears, it hit his mind directly as if a heavy hammer had nailed a hard ice pick into his mind in one fell swoop

"Kill, kill, kill"

The cold killing intent invaded again, and this time the feeling was even clearer, and the killing intent was not emitted by the vague figure, but ...... Yes, it's like you're sending out your own killing intent.

"Boom Boom Boom"

As the figure continued to swing its fists, the thunderous sound grew louder and louder.

"Stop, stop, stop"

Although he knew that it was just a phantom, although he knew that the figure couldn't hear his own voice, Feng Kan still screamed loudly, the thunderous sound seemed to hit his brain every time, and the severe pain made him unable to think normally.

"Kill, kill, kill"

The cold killing intent became clearer and clearer, and it was no longer possible to tell whether it was external or by himself.

"Boom Boom Boom"

With each fist falling, the anger in Feng Kan's heart became more and more intense, at this moment he had forgotten where he was, he had forgotten what he was doing, and only the cold killing intent was left in his heart, just thinking about tearing the guy who made this annoying sound to pieces

"Did you hear me telling you to stop?"

roared and pounced on the picture, Feng Kan couldn't bear it anymore.

The picture suddenly darkened, and the light in the entire space disappeared completely.

There are no clear blue waters, no charred islands, no annoying loud noises, no vague figures, nothing, nothing is gone......

What didn't disappear was the unvented anger in Feng Kan's heart.

"Ah~~~"

Feng Kan, who had lost his goal, roared in the dark, his body was hot as if the Aishang novel net was burning, and the killing intent and anger in his heart seemed to burst out of his chest.

"Die, die, die, kill, kill"

Like a beast trapped in a cage, Feng Kan waved his hands and feet to attack the boundless darkness, attacking the enemy who did not exist, attacking the enemy who existed and his heart

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you"

There is no clear goal, there is no clear purpose, there is only the urge to tear people to pieces in my heart, and there is only the ** that destroys everything in my heart

Even destroying the world could not calm the anger in the heart, and even pushing life into the abyss of despair could not calm the cold killing intent.

"Kill Kill"

There was only one thought left in my heart, a voice, the sound of destroying everything that appeared in front of me

"Wake up"

A deep voice, not loud, but deafening.

It was as if a basin of ice water had been poured on his head, and the scorching flame in his heart was violently suppressed

“”

Suddenly woke up, and the area like a sea of fire was suddenly returned to him.

"I ...... What's wrong?"

Fang Cai's qiē was like a nightmare, it was so real when he recalled it, but somewhere in his heart was reminding him that Yiqiē was just illusory.

The orange-red light reflected on the retina, once again creating the same image as before......

"That's ...... What?"

It wasn't a picture, it was a transparent wall with a very hot orange feeling, and on the other side of the wall, the vague figure was gradually approaching......

"That's ...... Me?"

The blackened and tattered clothes, the scarred body, and the cold gaze should not belong to the sight of a living being, but ...... That's really me

"It's ...... Me?"

Unconsciously raised his hand, and an invisible wall stood in front of him.

The figure on the other side seemed to be affected by him, and raised a hand against the invisible wall.

"This ...... What the hell is going on?"

There is no answer, no one can answer him, the opposite side is just an imaginary image, a virtual image that does not exist zài and reality.

"I ...... What the hell is going to be done?"

The person on the other side slowly raised his head, and a strange smile suddenly appeared in his cold eyes.

"Smack"

It was as if something was shattering, and no, the truth was that nothing shattered, and nothing came out.

The man on the other side reached out from across the invisible wall and grabbed him by the throat......

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