End of the Magic Era

Kraft rushed out of the ground and immediately burst into magic. A dark cloud converged in the sky. The dense and numb meteorite rain hit the forest cloud.

Lin Yun carried out the incarnation of the elements of the fireworks and looked at Clough with a little smile.

“Kraft, be brainy, don't be so stupid here...”

Lin Yun then released a four-series bomb again.

Again in the face of the four-series bomb attack, Kraft's face changed dramatically and his mouth cursed, but he hurried to the side to avoid it.

Goddamn it, this spell, it's powerful, it's fast, it's terrible, but one drawback is that a four-series bomb is easy to dodge as long as it finds its way.

As long as you avoid a little distance, even if you rub your shoulders past, you will not be harmed by this spell. Without hitting the target, this spell will not blow up.

Stupid bastard, just be prepared for a sneak attack, this guy doesn't have to worry too much...

Clough sneered and avoided two or three meters to the side, and it turns out that the four-series bomb velocity went far without diminishing.

“Stupid guy, same sneak attack, you think you can get it twice? ”

Kraft grinned and laughed...

But it's not over yet. The four-series bomb, which had dodged the past, suddenly blew up behind Kraft...

The horrible explosive force, like giant hands, hit Kraft hard again, slapping him hard to the ground.

……

When a broken voice sounded, Clough was like a meteorite, and a bump hit the ground, and the ground blew up in the range of dozens of meters. The center collapsed and a big pit, Clough opened his mouth and bled out. He flew out of nowhere. I had no idea why he had dodged the past. If he hadn't been hit, the spell would still blow up...

More than a dozen meters later, Kraft was blown out again by the force of the explosion, and it was already a little stunned...

Lin Yun chased Kraft, constantly oppressed him, but didn't kill him. Looking at Kraft, he was all a little speechless.

This idiot, combining the ancestral spirits of the Golden Top tribe, temporarily possesses the power of the heavenly scale, although without extraordinary power, the fighting power should be similar to that of the heavenly scale.

But this guy, not knowing how to use this enormous power, has a powerful power, but can only make himself into an old turtle in a thick turtle shell, can not play a real talented battle force.

If he doesn't live, he needs the secrets he knows. At most for a minute, this guy will be embraced back in the earth...

Lin Yun suppressed Clough, but he didn't do his best. He just kept hitting Clough, not letting him run away, not letting him crash.

On the other hand, Krom and the Sky Mage have moved the battlefield thousands of metres away, and meteorites, flames, and fighting collide constantly and are extremely intense.

Not far from the Golden Top tribe, the battlefield of Didara and the Golden Top tribal chiefs has been completely transformed into an orange sea of fire, looking away, like an orange cloud in the middle of the sky, stretching over a thousand meters of orange flames, making that space look a little illusory.

Didala's cold face releases flame spells in the fire sea, while the Golden Top Clan Grand Sheikh roars wildly, his armor is a little broken, and so far he has not suffered much damage. The power of the Golden Top Demonic Pattern provides a powerful defense, making the Golden Top Clan Grand Sheikh's body as indestructible as the hardest ore.

“Son of a bitch, you come out, I'm gonna rip you apart! ”

As the battle continues, Didara's body has merged into this sea of fire, and as Didara continues to apply, more and more orange elements of fire are being summoned, and the power of the flame slowly rises unwittingly.

But all this, the Great Sheikh of the Golden Top tribe did not realize that the fire of the elements around him could not burn him at all. The very high temperature did not hurt him, but the temperature of the flame was too high. The closer it was to the depths of the fire, the higher the temperature, the more distorted the space was, the air was completely emptied and the sight was completely distorted.

You can only see the magician who is constantly attacking from all sides, but you can't see the people of Didara. The Great Sheikh of the Golden Top tribe roared maniacally, and the golden fighting gushed out, stirring the fire sea, trying to rush out of the fire sea, but you can't rush out.

It seems that the fire will move with him, no matter how he strikes, the surroundings remain unchanged.

And looking out of the flames, the flames floating there, never moving, these summoned elements of fire, too large to be completely controlled even by Didara.

In those orange flames, there are some pale gold flames hidden. These flames are constantly moving and converging with orange elements of fire, as if they were the reigning ones in the flames...

This orange sea of fire is like an onion, one layer after another, and each layer of fire is constructed with flame symbols and lines that force a huge flame labyrinth against the space and vision distorted by the extremely high temperatures of the flame.

Didala stood inside the fire, floating over the head of the Golden Top Tribal Great Sheikh, looking cold at the mad Great Sheikh below.

Without such pride in his defense, the Grand Chiefs of the Golden Top would not have reached this point, nor would they have been slowly laid out by Didala with a layer by layer flame maze.

Those blowing up the fighting qi, blowing up the three or four layers of the maze, will be distorted by the labyrinth around the space, like a circle of paintings, scattered into the labyrinth of the layer, along the labyrinth one layer after the other.

But now this flame labyrinth has been superimposed on seventeen floors, and even extraordinary forces cannot flush out so many.

The distance traveling in each floor, together, is at least 10 kilometers, even if many places are forcibly broken by fighting, the fighting power of the Great Sheikh of the Golden Top tribe, can only rush out three or four floors, beyond this distance, the fighting power will rapidly decline.

Unless this maze can be discovered, the flame maze can be broken, and then forcibly broken out with powerful force, there is a chance of escape.

Either the strength far exceeds that of Didara, forcing out a blood path, but that strength, at least, is possible in the second degree of the genius.

The heavenly class of the strong falls into this stack, spending a great deal of time and energy in the trap, only to be trapped alive.

Slowly, the Great Sheikh of the Golden Top also perceived something wrong, trying to force the siege with his strength, but found that no matter how powerful the fighting erupted, he could not escape the flame, even around him there were some light gold flames.

Those light golden flames, with a faint dragon scent, are the flame dragon's breath, one of the highest temperatures, and the zero degree dragon's breath is two extremes.

The biggest characteristic of these flames is that they burn to the extreme, and even the flames themselves can be burned as fuel.

“Dirty bastard, have the ability to fight positively, keep hiding from people, cowards without eggs, come out! Come out! ”

Didala sneered and ignored the roar of the Golden Top tribal chief.

“Stupid guy, do you think the magician is just like a fool with muscles in his head, always close to the enemy boxing to the meat pulse, relying on the simplest power to decide victory and defeat?

In the face of different enemies, magicians will find different ways of fighting, which are most beneficial to them.

Idiot, you never know what the art of combat is.

Explosions are art, as well as burning is the art of fire! ”

On the other hand, Lin Yun's heart moved, while constantly applying a method to suppress the furious Kraft, and there was still time to look at the fire cloud in the sky.

Lin Yun's eyes flashed innumerable symbols. These symbols converged continuously. In less than a second, they built an alchemy array that was stacked together like onions.

Lin Yun glanced through the trap set by Didara and saw the Great Sheikh of the Gold-top tribe struggling wildly at the center of the flame.

Idiot, such a simple trap can fall in, and let Didala lay out a dozen floors, into the control of a flame magician's flame, is looking for death.

After a glance at the forest cloud, the battle is almost over. The Golden Top tribal chief, a frog thrown in warm water, did not jump out while the water temperature was low. Now the water is burning down, he is finished...

In that orange flame, as it burns and brews, the flame dragon breathes more and more, slowly burning from the outermost periphery of this huge fireball to the center.

When a large flame dragon breath appears, Didala immediately controls the flame dragon breath from up, down, left, right into the center.

Didala's face was sombre, holding a metal staff and spitting out two symbols in her mouth.

“Burn! ”

Between now and then, only a dozen meters in the center, all filled with pale golden flames, the Great Sheikh of the Golden Top was submerged in these flames.

Less than a second later, the Great Sheikh of the Golden Top tribe made a scream, and the Fire Dragon breath almost developed the burning characteristics to the extreme.

Although the temperature of the fire dragon breath itself is high, it is like a flame without fuel, losing fuel, the flame dragon breath slowly extinguishes.

But now, Didala constantly summons the orange elements of fire, using them as fuel for the flame dragon breath, to keep the flame dragon gathering.

The number has now risen to the point where the Grand Chiefs of the Golden Top tribe cannot be extinguished.

As soon as the Great Chief of the Golden Top tribe erupted, his temper was ignited by the flame dragon breath around him. His temper was of extremely high quality and fully complied with the fuel requirements of the flame dragon breath.

The pale golden flame slowly melted as the Great Sheikh of the Golden Top extended to the surface of his body.

The light halo protection on the surface is also diminishing, with the gold top on the forehead and the light fading rapidly.

A tiny symbol blends into the breath of a firedragon, and these pale golden flames, like plagues, are spreading wildly.

Burning pipe gas, burning pipe gas armor, burning animal skin armor, burning everything...