Chapter 1669: Flame Aura

If unfortunately falls into the area where multiple fire boys radiate "Flame Aura", the burning damage will also be superimposed, and there is no chance of struggling, and it will be burnt into coke in just a few seconds.
On the bank of the river, the erupted wicker seemed to consume too much energy, the fire in his chest became dim, and his movements became sluggish.
Elson whistled and manipulated the wicker to reach out a pair of giant arms, uprooted the trees on the river bank, and backhanded it into the open hearth furnace to serve as fuel.
The big tree was ignited by the fire. Under some mysterious magic power, it was quickly converted from wood to coke and burned violently.
The wicker people kept grabbing trees and stuffing them into the hearth, transforming more coke, and making the fire burn more and more prosperous, thus obtaining energy supply and quickly regaining vitality.
At this time, on the burning ships on the river, the fire boy who spewed out from the wicker was still arsoning and killing people.
The Fijian soldiers on board were also struggling to fight back with their desire to survive, fighting against the fire boy with swords and rifles.
The fierce battle lasted for more than ten minutes. When the wicker man's chest stove was refilled with coke, the sixty-four fire boys who had previously parasitized in it had been destroyed. Most of them turned into a pool of pungent coal tar odor after death. ember.
Elson watched over half of his pets' deaths and injuries. There was no mercy in his eyes. Instead, he showed a weird smile, as if intoxicated in a wonderful dream.
He wriggled his lips and whispered in the wicker ear.
The wicker responded accordingly, striding wading into the river, opening a pair of big hands that covered the sky, and grabbing the barge towards the river.
The Fijian soldiers who fought the ship thought that the monster would overturn the barge and hurriedly dived to avoid it.
However, the wicker man's giant palm hovered above the water surface, and his fingertips crackled, and the ten-finger wicker was automatically disassembled and turned into countless snake-like long whips, salvaging the soldiers floating on the water. , Wrapped around a sturdy.
Ignoring the desperate struggle of the bound soldier, Elson manipulated the wicker man to retract his arm, and directly inserted his half-disintegrated palms into the open hearth to serve as fuel.
A dying wailing came from the hearth of the furnace, and the ten soldiers who were filled in the furnace became a living sacrifice in the fire, and were burned into coke in a blink of an eye.
The soul of the deceased was cursed and could not be relieved, and merged with coke to form a new fire boy, parasitic in the chest furnace of the wicker man, reduced to a puppet controlled by the evil will of Elson.
The Wicker draws his hands out of his chest, and once again heads for the river, and then binds ten Fijian soldiers from the water and tucks them into the furnace.
This was repeated many times, until the number of regenerated fire boys was worth the number of dead, and the total number reached 64. It was impossible to continue to create new fire boys. Wicker talents stopped this cruel burnt offering under the instruction of Elson The ceremony turned to focus on destroying the troop barge stranded on the river.
The arrival of Elson and the Wicker Man completely shattered Fei Zhen's hope of saving the defeat.
Over time, the troop carriers floating on the river were all ignited, and smoke billowed up.
The fire spread towards both sides of the river bank and became more and more prosperous, and gradually evolved into a fire that swept through the jungle.
"Elson, let your wicker stop!"
Baron Laval looked up and scolded.
If the fire is out of control, your own troops hiding in the forest will also be affected and face huge risks.
Elson sat on the wicker shoulders, looking at the burning fire on both sides of the river bank, his eyes full of ecstasy, his face flushed, fascinated, completely immersed in his own world, deaf to the urgent calls coming from below.
"Damn it! This guy is crazy again!"
Sharman was sweating from the scorching forehead of the heat wave, and he couldn't wipe it with his face full of ashes. He hurriedly turned back and said to Baron Laval , A drug addict who has taken a pill, can’t even listen to the advice of others! While the fire hasn’t spread, let’s quickly withdraw!

Baron Laval sat on his horse's back, his gloomy gaze looking across.
Most of the Feizhen officers and soldiers who had abandoned the ship and escaped were gathered along the coast, like densely packed red ants. There were two or three thousand people at a glance.
As long as he was given another hour, he would be able to wipe out this group of "falling water dogs". However, the raging fire was fair to both the enemy and us. While burning the real people, it also forced our officers and men to suspend sniper enemies and rush to avoid the fire.
"Sharman, do you have a way to wake Elson?" Barbara Laval asked in a deep voice.
"Unless you pour a bucket of cold water on his head, or knock a stick..." Sharman shrugged and shook his head, shaking his head with a wry smile. "But it makes no sense, my lord, even if Elson wakes up, he will There is no way to extinguish an out-of-control fire. This will only set fire. It is not his specialty to extinguish fire!"
Baron Laval groaned unpleasantly, and while hesitating, a loud and long horn sounded suddenly from the depths of the jungle.
"What's that?"
Sharman quickly turned to look in the direction of the horn sound, his eyes full of vigilance.
"Grandpa, there are follow-up reinforcements for Feizhen?"
Baron Laval shook his head gently, his expression dignified: "It doesn't sound like a real Fei's bugle."
His voice was still floating in the air, and heavy footsteps were heard in the dense forest above the estuary. The branches swayed, as if a large group of monsters was quickly moving closer to this side.
Sharman couldn't help holding his breath, staring at the direction where the abnormal movement came, and suddenly exclaimed.
"Tree people! A large group of tree people!"
"Damn it! The primitive sect finally shot!"
Indeed, as he said, no fewer than a hundred towering trees rose up from the ground, an old face appeared in the center of the trunk, the giant foot twisted by the roots of the tree was lifted, and strode toward the fire on both sides of the river bank, waving branches to fight the fire.
At the same time when the tree people appeared, the calm river surface also whirld. Many large water elements escaped from the water surface, dragged the jelly-like transparent body onto the river bank, joined the ranks of firefighting, raised a hand, and put out a large fire .
"Hey...hey...hey!" The anger on Sharman's face quickly turned into a surprise, shouting excitedly at Baron Laval: "Grandpa, these guys are here to fight the fire! Great! This Let’s not worry about being roasted into suckling pigs!"
Baron Laval was not as optimistic as he was, frowning and asking, "Are you sure these new monsters will not attack us?"
"Well..."
Sharman quickly turned his head to observe the situation across the river bank, and found that the tree man strode over Feizhen soldiers' head without striking the humans under his feet. He smiled and guessed: "The tree man ignored the real Feizhen, just looked at For fire fighting, as long as we stop arson, it is reasonable that we will not be attacked by them."
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