End of the Magic Era

This is the fundamentals of the Tower of Burning, and the flame is to burn, to ignite all enemies as fuel, and to burn them all to ashes.

Half a minute later, the golden top on the forehead of the Great Sheikh of the Golden Top tribe faded completely, and the magic pattern of the golden top on his forehead completely lost its shine. When that layer of halo protection disappeared, his body was ignited by the flaming dragon breath, which was constantly used by all around him.

Burning, endless burning...

On the other hand, the celestial magician who was fighting with Krom suddenly changed his face and burst out with demonic prints all over his body, instantly releasing a huge ball of fire tens of meters in size, stopping Krom and then flying back to Didala.

A meteorite descended from the sky, and a dense, numb meteorite dragged a long flametail, like a meteor rain, over that orange cloud.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, orange fire cloud began to fluctuate, under the attack of the sky magician no matter what consumption, for more than a dozen seconds, thousands of meteorites fell, hard born to smash this cluster of fire clouds open...

The clouds exploded, and a shadow of a man burning a pale golden flame fell to the ground, overheating, completely distorting the surrounding air, and the space seemed to be burning through a large hole.

The Great Sheikh of the Golden Top tribe fell to the ground, hundreds of meters wide, flames flamed instantly, as the flame spread, lost fuel support, slowly extinguished, the Great Sheikh of the Golden Top tribe burned scorched black body with black smoke, lying there twitching constantly.

On the other hand, Krom chased him from the rear, and the Fangfang sword struck heavenly on the Sky Mage's shield.

With a loud bang, the Sky Mage's body also fell to the ground as a shadow.

The earth was smashed into a large pit more than a dozen meters old, the center of the pit, the heavenly magician who inspired the Golden Top Demon pattern lay there full of blood. Had it not inspired the Golden Top Demon print, by virtue of his body, he had resisted the Krom sword, and now he is dead...

On the other hand, Lin Yun was too lazy to play with Kraft, releasing two series of four bombs in a row and dropping Kraft to the ground again. Without waiting for him to jump out again, a black and red flame suddenly appeared in the surrounding flames.

The flame instantly turned into a chain that bound Clough, and the next moment, Clough made a scream, the golden light rising on his forehead, the ancestral spirits of the gold-top tribe screaming into a stream of light dissipating.

Kraft's face greyed out, and just using his magic, he felt like his whole body was burning.

Lin Yun slowly drifted down and glanced at Kraft.

“If I were you, I wouldn't have any thoughts. This is the upper magic flame elf. It just swallowed up a lot of evil bone demon's bone erosion blackflame evolution. If you don't want your whole body burned to ashes, be honest. ”

Kraft, bound by Theodus, looked angry and unhappy and stared at Lin Yun with a loud roar.

“Damn guy, it's another sneak attack, you better...”

But before his words were finished, he began to scream painfully. His body twitched like a gust of wind. A little black red flame penetrated into his body and gently touched his bones...

Three seconds later, Kraft's head gasped in cold sweat, his body seemed to be softly paralyzed, his teeth bitten staring at Lin Yun, and he dared not say a word again.

On the other hand, the heavenly magician and the Great Sheikh of the Golden Top tribe have been captured, but the two Great Sheikhs of the Golden Top tribe prefer to die, burned in scorched black, but still bite and roar their teeth.

“Crom, if you want me to surrender, absolutely impossible, I'd rather fight to the last moment, my blood is my glory, my death, but only the embrace of the earth.

Crom, I'll never admit I lost. You killed me, and I won't have a picture!

Son of the Beast God, never gave in! ”

Didala's eyes glanced and he tried to burn the undefeated guy again, but Krom stopped Didala and persuaded him himself.

The battle of the heavenly ranks is over, but the battle under the heavenly ranks continues. The failure of the Golden Top tribe has become final. All three heavenly rank strong people have lost, their morale has completely disappeared, and they have been crushed by the blood-tooth tribe and humans. They are about to enter the Golden Top tribe.

“Lar, don't you understand what's going on here? Don't you get it? If you keep fighting, you gold-top tribes will be destroyed! ”

Crom persuaded Lar with a hint of exclamation in his eyes.

Krom's lifelong desire was to defeat the Golden Top tribe and cut off his old opponent Lar's head and hang it at the front door of the Bloodtooth tribe until those spirits were resolved.

But now, seeing Lar, that idea is gone.

Lar infarcted his neck, blue muscles on his forehead exposed, red eyes staring at Krom, the fighting qi on his body had run again, but instantly, his scorched black skin collapsed due to the outbreak of fighting qi, subcutaneous bloody flesh exposed.

Severe pain drives the wounds inside and outside of the body, and suddenly Lar can no longer control the outbreak of fighting, but constantly stares at the cool air, biting his teeth and staring at Krom.

“Crom, you traitor of the beast man, glorious bastard of the beast god, I will not yield to death if I refuse, if I wrinkle my eyebrows, I will not be a son of the beast god.

You despicable bastard, attract outsiders against us, I will not yield even to death, nor will the Orcs of the Golden Top tribe yield, even if you have not lost the Golden Top tribe.

I will turn into the Ancestral Spirit, hide it, and tell the millions of future generations with what vile means you, Krom, have won this victory! ”

Looking at Lar, Krom pulled down his face, pointing to Kraft not far from the ground, bound by Theodus.

“Lar, the last time you borrowed an outsider to attack our tribe, you weren't as honest as you were, you idiot, and let this guy impersonate your gold-top tribe Orc, trying to make it invisible.

The last time you saw it, you attacked me. My VIPs didn't get involved because they found out you brought outsiders.

You broke the rules first and violated the Orc's glory. Since you could disobey our rules and use the power of outsiders to exterminate our blood-tooth tribe, then I used the same means against you, and you asked for it! ”

Lar's eyes were red and he wasn't afraid to die, but he didn't want himself to be the breaker of the rules and was the first to break them.

“Crom, can this be, like, a completely different thing, my guest, but an Orc, but none of your guests, like an Orc.

My guests are also the children of the Beast God. It's no problem to help me. If you find a foreigner, it's different in nature. You are the breaker of the rules. ”

Crom didn't get angry, he laughed.

“Lar, by now, you're still stubborn, do you dare swear to the god of beasts, what our ancestral training is like today, don't need me to tell you.

Do you swear to the god of beasts, with the glory of the Golden Top tribe, that you feel completely free from all faults?

If you're not at fault, why don't you just show up with your guest and let him disguise himself as a gold-topped beast? ”

Lar opened his mouth and blushed, but dared not say anything. The oath of integration with the tribe and the god of beasts, no beast dared to swear, at least for the gold-top tribe and the blood-tooth tribe, unless it was well-deserved.

When Lar couldn't speak, Krom rushed on to persuade him.

“Lar, now you have nothing to say, you broke the rules set by your ancestors first, so I use the same means, and it's not a violation, what are you upset about?

If you don't surrender and keep fighting, do you think you're my opponent?

After you die, the Golden Top tribe will be extinguished. Your tribe is also three heavenly scales. The sorcerer has been severely injured and cannot continue fighting at all. If you do not surrender, continue fighting, you will die.

Do you think the great prophets and the people of your tribe will surrender after you and the sorcerer are dead?

No, they are all the children of the Great Beast God. They will surely avenge you!

So what do we do? We can only defeat your gold-top tribe. And the loss after that must be the total annihilation of one of them. The annihilated will not be our blood-tooth tribe, you should understand.

If you continue to fight, your gold-top tribe will be completely extinct. The inheritance of the tribe will be broken in your hands. Can you match the ancestors of your gold-top tribe? ”

When Crom said this, he suddenly stopped and waited for Lar to think slowly.

Lar's face was constantly changing, his eyes were helpless and indecisive, and his pain and shame were compounded.

“The Orcs of our Golden Top Tribe will never yield! ”

Krom looked at Lar and suddenly sighed.

“Lar, look at what this is. ”

Crom took out a new heirloom totem from the blood-tooth tribe.

A totem filled with the names of the Ancestors of the Orcs, with an ancient looking Orcs skull at the top of the totem.

Lar looked at the totem with some shock, especially at the surface of the totem and saw many familiar names, one of the most prominent of which was Lexa, known to children in the tribe who had just returned.

“Is this inheritance totem? Your tribe? ”

Crom pointed to the totem and said it slowly in a very sighing and distant breath.

“This skull, the skull of the Lexa ancestors who sealed the Lord with their souls, restless souls, and somatized into dead creatures permanently wandering in the wilderness.

This is why the wilderness is so desolate that no living creature can see it. This time, with the help of these noble guests, we replaced the souls of our ancestors with our tribal heritage totems, sealing the Great Lord.

The souls of our ancestors were liberated, their souls united, Nirvana reborn and transformed into a new totem of our tribe's inheritance.

Look at these names. Many of them are ancestors of your tribe.

We've been arguing about which tribe Lexa ancestors were from, but if you look at those names, it's enough.

Lar, we are all the children of the Beast God, and our bodies are flowing with the blood of the Beast God, and look at these names, we all have the same ancestors, so we don't have to keep fighting.

Over the years, the people in the tribe are getting smaller and smaller. Do you think we're still fighting? Anybody still winning? What's the use of truly ruling this wilderness? Tribal inheritance is what matters most to us.

Let's not fight anymore. ”