Vol 4 Chapter 227: Conditions for saving
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Create the Age of Magic
- Dream Hunter
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- 2021-03-04 02:04:45
With Horn's strength close to the eighth level, he was hurt by the flame's simple recoil, not to mention Chakra facing the flame.
The flame was a thick crimson, it was only half a meter thick when it came out of the Horn ring, and when it spread to Chakala, it was a huge pillar of fire a few meters wide!
As a ninth-level fighter, he can even survive in the magma for a short time with sufficient fighting spirit, but in the face of this flame, Chakala has a huge sense of fear!
He will die, he will definitely die!
He has no way to evade, he was imbalanced by the action of the explosion just now, and there is no way to move at high speed without adjustment! Although this adjustment only takes a breath of time, Horn did not intend to give him any time!
Before the flame came, he recalled everything he had experienced from birth to now, what caused him to come to this mortal situation, if he could come back, would he still have a chance?
No matter how fast his thoughts were running before death, he was eventually swallowed by flames, his mighty fighting spirit was burned out, his blood was burned dry, all his body turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared into the air.
The patriarch of the Leopard Clan, the ninth-level strong Chakala fell into Horn's hands.
In order to ensure the exact killing of Chakala, Horn directly used the greatest power of the Lord of Origin's Ring that he had never used. The tyrannical power was completely beyond Horn's expectation. Chakala, the ninth-level powerhouse, did not even leave any scum. Completely turned into ashes.
The power of this pillar of fire is more than just killing Chakala. After killing Chakala, it spreads hundreds of meters to the sky, dyeing the nearby sky red, and everyone in the camp can feel the terrifying power.
Moreover, even though Horn used the maximum power, it didn't actually consume too much energy in the ring. At most, it was the magic power he had input for more than a month. The constant transmission of energy into the Lord of Origin for ten years was not in vain.
Osmeet and the other City Lords who were watching the battle from a distance tremble a little bit. If Horn is in front of them now, they might kneel in fright.
In the hearts of ten city masters such as Bigma, their hatred of Horn for losing the city was weakened in their hearts at the same time, and the weakening was very synchronized.
Although the hatred is still there, the degree of hatred has decreased. At least he no longer always thinks about Horne, but about how to get the most benefit from Horn who occupies the city.
Just like you have two hundred yuan in your wallet, you will hold your grudge when the old king next door cheated you one hundred yuan, and a robber with a gun pointed a gun at you, but also when he only took one hundred yuan, most People would be very lucky, and even beautify the robber in their hearts, thinking about whether he has other problems.
Roland smiled in the tent. He did not expect that Horn would have solved Zalaka before the soldiers he excluded, and the power of this pillar of fire could even be comparable to the one he wiped out Bahira. sword……
No, in terms of energy alone, it is even more powerful than that sword. If Horn can concentrate those forces and release them, then he will master an extremely terrifying attack method.
He always knew Horn had hidden means, but he didn't expect that Horn would be so amazing when he really showed his strength.
Maybe……
His attitude towards him should have changed in the future.
Before the flames in the sky disappeared, Iloniir stretched out his fingers and inserted them into the flames, waiting for a moment to slowly pull out his fingers. That finger was already scorched, exuding an unpleasant scorching smell, and still braving Green smoke.
Looking at the fingers healed non-stop, Iloniir nodded in satisfaction. This strength has fully met the requirements of joining their organization. If nothing else, Horn will be theirs from today.
Of course, Horn didn't care about all the things mentioned above. After he killed Chakala, he quickly hugged Annie to the magicians' research base without stopping for a moment.
"Where is the healer, come here soon!"
Several healing magicians in the base rushed over and threw all kinds of magic on Annie’s body. These magics were very effective. Annie’s complexion improved, but the wound on her waist showed no signs of improvement. Under the effect of magic, she no longer bleeds.
Horn looked very anxious from the sidelines, but there was no way. The best healer in the council was Ian, but Ian was not here now.
The irony is that although he is the strongest magician at present, he can't exert a little strength in this matter. He can only watch Anne can only temporarily stabilize the situation under the magic, which makes Horn rise. Powerlessness.
As time passed, Horn waited more and more anxiously. According to common sense, these healing magics were even enough to cure dozens of dying people, but Annie showed no signs of getting better, and the magicians’ magic could not be used. The wound healed, but the bleeding was temporarily suppressed.
This caused the violent mood in Horn's heart to continue to spread. Thinking of Annie's subconsciously blocking the movement in front of him when the attack hit just now, Horn felt the nameless flames, and had the urge to destroy something.
When Horn's emotions were about to reach a critical point, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly came from behind Horn.
"This won't work. She has the residual power of the leopard man's attack. There is no way to treat it with this low-level healing spell."
"Residual energy? I was also attacked. Why did she have it on her body but not mine?" Horn asked suspiciously. He didn't care who the person was, but treated the person as a life-saving straw.
"You are strong enough to digest those energies, but she is not strong enough to get rid of those highly attached forces. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" the man said indifferently, he was naturally Iloniir.
"Then I can help her to get rid of this power and be able to treat it?" Horn asked urgently.
"Although these energies are her life reminder, they are also stabilizing her wounds. The moment you dissipate this energy, her wounds will burst completely, and there will be no doubt that she will die." .
"Then what do you say, you can't just wait like this!"
Horn said irritably that Ian should be able to save people, but Anne was already dead when Ian came over.
"I can save her, but there is one condition!"
Iloniir smiled in satisfaction, stretched out a finger, and shook it in front of Horn.
"What conditions, you say!" Horn asked solemnly.
"Join us, it's that simple." Create the age of magic