Versatile Mage

Water Buddha beads disappeared.

If he gets those three Ultimate Crystals, and the infinite energy they provide in them, he can survive the extinction of the Phoenix.

The crystal is in Movan's hands!

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Some of the more resilient plants are turning little by little into charcoal chips.

Wet soil, hard as rock, even tortoises with black hair.

The dense, dense, dense tropical forest, completely disappeared, with the horizontal fire boundary as the width, pushed deep into the forest, the vast rainforest yet frightened appearance of such a bare area, with irresistible heat!

A man whose clothes and skin were burned, half bent on his body, like a burnt Turkish Buddha statue on his knees at the border of fire, could not bear to see.

He is Wu Biao.

On several occasions he tried so hard to climb, he could only maintain such a near-volatile motion.

He raised his head very hard and saw only one pair of feet treading in the footsteps of the flame, walking towards him step by step.

“Kneeling for atonement does not lessen your sins.” Movan said to Wu.

“I won't go under a mortal vulgar...” Wu Biao wanted to stand up, but the moment his leg bones stood up, he screamed in horror.

His legs, boneless!!

Burned down, even the bones are coke black!!

Wu bitterly roared madly. The more violently his body twisted, the more skin and flesh he peeled off.

How could Wu Biao think of his own body, has been baked into this look.

Now he really resembles an abandoned Buddha statue burned through a kiln, which fits perfectly with the literal meaning of the collapse of the land!

“Water, water, water...”

Wu Biao began to climb, his hands, his skin fell like dry soil.

But he was still struggling to climb, trying to climb the hot river.

There's water in the hot river.

Just give him water, and someone with a special physique like him can come back to life.

Water replenishes all the moisture he loses, even allowing his skin and flesh to grow back slowly.

As long as there's water, he can start over!!

Finally climbing to the place where you can see the hot river, a little spell can allow the distant water to pour itself over...

The next moment, however, his eyeballs would almost stare out of his orbit.

Hot River, dry!!

Hundreds of kilometres of hot rivers, melted and rain-fed by the Andean icebergs, have completely dried up.

You can't see a little bit of water but endless dryness, tortoises, and even flames running beneath surface cracks!

“Give it to me, give it to me! Give me those three Crystals!! ”

“I'll tell you everything. I'll tell you everything. Give me the Crystal! ”

“I don't want to die, I can't die!!! ”

“Please, please, have mercy...”

Wu bitterly grabbed Movan's pants and his body peeled quickly, leaving only bones.

“If you are not quite good now, the Buddha speaks of feathering. Though your soul must go to hell, you sit down. Congratulations on fulfilling your lifelong dream.” Movan laughed from the heart.

If Wu Biao believes in Buddha, he will not be so cruel!

He doesn't see life as a bloody game when he's bored!

“Shadow Elder, arrange this as well, give him a five-star soul ride before he has signs of life.” Movan said to the Shadow Elders.

Shadow elders are tired of playing, throwing them at the little ones long ago, and they don't know how many pieces they've been divided into by the boring shadows for thousands of years.

Now there's another one that's even more interesting!

This Wu Biao is the dish of the Shadow Elders!

Movan struck his flesh like this, and his soul did not have any resistance...

Little mudballs never take away the rotten souls of the Black Holy See.

But the Shadow Elders are extremely welcome.

If Movan is the King of Fire, the Shadow Elder is certainly the inmate.

In torturing the soul, Shadow Elders can use hundreds of different kinds of things in one person, not different every day!

Nowadays, the methods of killing by the Shadow Guards are constantly innovating, and that is not all shadow elders who wronged the beam.

“I can tell you everything, don't you want to know...” Wu Biao became almost a plea.

“No, I just want you to taste the pain of death. Listen to my brother, you gave Bo 34,6170 times, and before you die, your soul will experience 34,6170 times of death.” Movan said to Wu Bin.

As soon as Wu bitterly listened, he couldn't help but immediately use his magic to disperse his soul.

But now he can only watch his soul dragged out by the Shadow Elders.

The Shadow Elders dragged, humming strange tunes.

He's the best at soul-to-soul stuff. Though 34,6 hundred and seventy different ways of dying are a bit difficult, you always try.

It's not possible, there are so many people under their own hands, recently came up with a lot of strange ideas, angled shadow guards, together, they can always complete this difficult project.

Shadow elders suddenly discovered that with Movan as a human being, there will always be unexpected receipts, such as Wu Biao, really rare for centuries.

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Wu Biao finally only has bones left.

His face, perhaps because of the fear of his life, was even slightly deformed.

Death is just the beginning.

The Black Holy See's philosophy also admires this, and now Wu Biao can indeed feel it.

His dead soul will be around for a long time and his atonement will only begin now!!

Packed Wu's bitter, dark bones.

Movan always needed to give Bo people an account, just as this bone wrapped, so that the dead souls in the bloodstained land could rest a little.

Though the true culprit has not been resolved and Sarang has not yet found his whereabouts, this executor can also return Movan to his condolences.

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“How dare you, how dare you!! ”

Just after Movan picked it up, a less friendly voice came along.

Movan looked at the burnt spot and found a sharp-eyed man, holding a brown scepter in his hand, standing in his position less than 200 metres.

Movan didn't even notice him before.

Moreover, he could not have been unaware that the destruction just now had been caused by himself, and dared to show that the other party was not afraid of itself at all!

“Who are you?” Movan raised his head and asked.

“You killed my master of heaven, and you went wild behind my camp and you asked me who I was?” The man with the brown scepter laughed and laughed less than half the temperature.

“Are you the leader of the Brown Regime?” Movan suddenly realized.

“Give you two choices. ”

“Why is there always someone like you who likes to give others a choice, you can do whatever you want, don't ask that. If you want to take power, take it, not with such disgusting means.” Movan interrupted his words directly.

“One, die now. Second, entering my regime, expanding the soil for me, your strength, can barely make up for the loss of no master of heaven.” The man with the brown scepter is right!