Versatile Mage

Chapter 1380: Devil's Fire

“But after a great ancient holocaust, we thought of ourselves as a god, and in the end we did not destroy the whole city??” Cold jazz said in an outrageous manner.

“I am the most powerful cardinal and will show the world who is their true master of death!! ”

Cold Lord began to freak out, his eyes stared dead at the magnificent wall that prevented him from moving forward with the plague of death. Without this thing, the land of the North Plains would have been swamped with corpses, and the souls would have been outraged. These would have become his Cold Lord's ruling power, and he was convinced that he would have done better than Sarang, this North Plains would never have had a little living!!

She can slaughter millions, he can slaughter millions!!

“All go down and bury her!” The Facebook Robe of the Cold Lord Cardinal has changed.

Those faces are clearly a garment painting, hanging ornaments, but they come alive one by one. They show different emotions of pain, hatred, anger, resentment, sadness, despair...

Each facebook maximizes these painful emotions.

When a person is emotionally extremized, it is often felt that at any moment he will become an irrational beast, terrifying.

Likewise, the same is true of these faces, which hang on the Cold Lord and have revealed the utmost aversion to the world and the insanity that will destroy everything!!

“Fuck you all!” Cold Lord's robe suddenly flew away.

At the same time, those extremely painful faces turned into powerful ghosts, like a huge cloud of smoke, and laid their past towards the town of Beiguan.

The ghosts are sharp and constantly echoing in the black-pressed sky, and these ghosts of pain seem not to be restricted by the divine realm, but by themselves they have little weight.

They flew to the northern level of the town, and whenever they entered the body of a military magician, the face of the military magician showed the same painful colour, as if a man's life of enormous resentment had suddenly erupted, piling on this man who was so determined that he destroyed his inherent spiritual world!

The painful memories, though others, everyone felt the terrible truth, a shrieking scream came out in the north gate of town, not knowing how many military magicians had been infected with the pain, and several officers had even collapsed and jumped beneath the walls of grandeur.

They jumped, the thick numbness below, the layers of dead spirits grabbed the bees, and the people were robbed of nothing before they landed.

“Don't, don't kill my people, let them go, let them go, my daughter is really...” A military magician made a terrible scream of pain and the whole person fell into a real dream.

He kept retreating and had retreated to the edge of the city lane. When he was about to fall into the abyss of the dead, Zhao Manfei rushed over quickly and pulled the military magician back.

“I die, let me die, please don't hurt them, please don't hurt them!” The military magician was utterly evil and uttered insane words similar to that of the old herder.

Zhao Manyan and Ling Ling Ling looked at the behavior of this military magician with surprise and did not return to God for a long time.

The situation of the old herdsman, whom they had both met, had it not been for this man's distinct young face, they would have really thought he was the mad old herdsman.

“What's going on? The old herder's soul is possessed by him. The problem is that the old herder is not dead!” Zhao Manyan said.

This pain is like a plague, and it spreads wildly to the people who guard the town of Beiguan, each of whom seems to carry a memory that someone will never forget in his life, and tastes that despair in this memory.

“Is it true that evil faith is true??” Ling Ling said.

“What evil faith??” Zhao Manyan asked indissolubly.

“It is rumored that some ancient gods acquire their divine power through the respect, worship and devotion of some races, and that the more devotees, the more devout their divine power becomes. In fact, our ancient totem is in part the same. In other words, hatred, anger and fear will also create an evil faith power and give power to that evil god. The greater the emotion, the stronger the evil god's evil faith power!” Ling Ling said.

“Is this about the curse?” Zhao Manyan said.

“It should be that positive beliefs should be the power of blessing, while evil beliefs are the power of curse. It's just hard to imagine someone really being able to muster these void curses and turn them into power!” Ling Ling said.

“What should we do if these painful souls can't be killed and can't be resisted?” Ye Hong is also a little overwhelmed at this moment.

A few of them were relatively tall and could barely resist the invasion of these painful ghosts, but the other magicians were devastated. In a short period of time, a large group of people collapsed in pain, not to mention died by members of the Black Holy See, who themselves could not bear it, choosing to jump off the walls of grandeur.

“We must find that evil body of faith… this man must be cold.” Ling Ling said.

“How can we find him? It is impossible for Cardinal Cardinal to reveal his identity. Are we really going to die?” Ye Hong said.

Binwei stood in the beacon, her face pale to the extreme, painfully supported she felt almost weakened.

The city walls were unable to withstand the attack of Sphinx, and the town guards seemed unable to withstand the attack of the Holy See, a defensive line that would sooner or later be destroyed and see how much time the bottom could buy.

One more minute to save a village, that's why Binwei never let himself fall!

“We have no idea where the Cold Lord is hiding, we have no idea that this Cold Lord is even scarier than we imagined, evil faith...” The prophet is really powerless at this moment.

“Alas, we did our best, otherwise few people in the North Plains would be able to make it to the City, and at least half of them are now in the City.” Binwei's deputy said.

“Damn, if I could find that contractor, I'd be able to hold on for a while longer!” Zhao Manyan said with utter frustration.

As they all know, the underworld army is impossible to resist, and any ambitious plan in front of absolute power appears to be overwhelming, and all they really need to do is delay and give the people of the North Plains time to evacuate to Flying Imperial City.

This magnificent wall will eventually collapse, just faster than they expected...

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! ”

At a time of despair, the painful ghosts that surrounded the Magic Flame suddenly burst into a whistle, as if they had heard another summons, and drilled themselves out of the innocent and flew somewhere in the ocean towards the armies of the underworld!

The military magicians soon regained their normal minds, and their eyes were a little lost and they did not seem to have suffered any substantial harm.

“What's going on??” Ye Hong asked.

“Those bitter ghosts flew away, as if they were headed for a Plutocrat frog about ten kilometers from here.” Said a magician who looked at the heights.

“Is Cold Lord out there???” Zhao Manyan said with surprise. Spin, the color of surprise on his face is gone, even if he knows what Cold Lord can do there, can he cross the ten kilometers of the sea of the underworld army??

“Look, that bloody cold light!!” The Spirit points to the distant path.

“Blood ink?? ”

“That glow is magic star glow, but which system would show this color???” Ye Hung said with a puzzle.

“Ten kilometers away can be seen clearly, how powerful the magic is!! ”

Clarity is a magical glow. One cannot recognize its distinction at all. Tens of thousands of dead armies are separated by ten kilometers. But that evil light is still so conspicuous and hegemonic!

The prophet opened his eyes and looked far away.

He had seen this scene. When the body of the mountain jumped above the ancient city boundary, it was such a man with bloody inky light who was born to retreat the body of the mountain and buy the whole ancient world a little time to survive!

“It's Movan, it's Movan!” The prophet spoke with some excitement.

That is pure darkness, but it gives an unprecedented peace of mind. No matter what power is always good and evil, only the user's heart is corrupt and corrupt and twisted, or as honest and hot as Movan!!!!

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The flames swept away in a blast ten kilometers away. In a world of darkness and darkness, all of a sudden, the flames were filled with flames to the extreme point. The colors of the flames were the very familiar interweaving of Zhao Manyan, Ling Ling and the reddish-brown colors. But they were so far apart, they could all feel how much more powerful the demonic flames they interweaved at this moment!!

The heat wave, the surging surface, the army of the uncertain underworld may not be able to stop it, that powerful heat, even brighten the pillars of the Magic Flame a few points, burn more firmly!!

“Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar! ”

The lion's face, which was madly attacking the walls of grandeur, seemed to smell dangerous behind him, turning around and howling towards it for a while.

About seven kilometers northwest of the city wall, Scorpion King Medusa, full of pythons, did not move on, but turned that big head to the place of the Devil's Fire, and the python's hair became squeaky and alert, and they brushed towards the Devil's Fire, where they shouted.

Other underworld monarchs spread over a 30-kilometer radius have also stopped moving forward and stopped attacking the walls of grandeur. They have discovered different species and found a threat that they cannot ignore, in their underworld army...