Vol 3 Chapter 27: Cyan hurricane

The emerald green poplar was twisted into ashes by the hot wind, the delicate courtyard was completely devoured by the eruption of magma, and the slender high tower slowly fell in the roar. Looking around, the entire Elven City trembled and wailed under the wings of the Flame Master.
The place where the shrine was originally standing has now been razed to the ground. Erupting magma gushed from the ground, and the raging winds rolled all the ruins clean. Yanlong, as huge as a mountain, entangled in the middle of the sea of ​​fire, admiring the tragedy directed by himself.
"It's a lot easier now," Melodyk said, exhaling a white smoke comfortably. "Then, let's dance together, too."
Along with that discourse, thousands of hot snakes spitting out hot letters rose from the surface of the king of crimson kings, rushed towards the sky like fireworks, and then turned their heads in a row, shooting like arrows at the ground vertically. In the face of the fiery snakes madly pouring down the rain on top of his head, even the death knight felt a sense of despair in an instant.
The double defense blessed by the undead made most of the fire snakes extinguish when they came into contact. However, the power of the enchantment was not infinite. Many death knights found that the Lich's jewelry was gradually cracking under the pressure of fire and rain. Melody's attack did not show any easing.
Since the front is tough and hopeless, the passing away can only feel the change in the surrounding temperature with its own unique keenness, and then dodge towards the colder side. But this way, there is no way to organize a powerful counterattack. Even if a soldier can occasionally cross the sea of ​​fire, it can absolutely not pose any threat to the Yan dragon.
Sure enough, we must rely on the power of prayer to fight the crimson king?
Thinking of this, Arthas' heart couldn't help anger and frustration. The head of the knight regiment slayed dozens of fire snakes in a row, braving the roaring hot wind, and once again rushed under the claws of the Yan dragon.
It is useless, even the legacy of the famous emperor can not leave even a little scratch on the scales of Melody.
Shifan? The death knight calls the end of the goddess in the web of consciousness.
The other party did not respond.
Although she still held the jewel in her hand, all the thoughts of the dark-haired girl were on Roland, who was guarding herself.
Melodyk's fist has more than just impact, but even more terrible is the power of pure flames. The raging heat has spread to the whole body of the youth, infiltrating everywhere in the body like the intricate old tree roots. Even for the end of the goddess, it still takes a lot of time to eliminate the power of these elements.
In the eyes of the Scarlet King, Shi Fan is now a living target.
As long as this dark-haired girl is wiped out, there will be no threat to her existence in this world, and Melody Dick will therefore stand at the top of the world and come and go freely to every part of the Three Realms.
So come to an end as soon as possible. Then these mortals who have lost the protection of prayer will be completely reduced to my toys.
The flame master told himself.
The next moment, the sharp corner of Yan Long's forehead suddenly radiated a thin but dazzling white line. Different from those flame elements walking around and blindly attacking, this light traverses a dazzling trajectory in the mid-air, penetrates the burning sea of ​​fire and the gorgeous knife light, and shoots straight towards the end of the goddess.
Melchidick's "Cang Si".
However, the condensed light beam with millions of degrees of temperature did not complete the mission-before the girl's body was burned, the transparent enchantment arranged in advance could bear all its energy. Countless Martian powders exploded at the point of collision between the two forces, sparking a fiery red foe.
The second laser beam passed through the hot wind and hit the target again.
Then came the third.
But the fourth light was unexpectedly misaligned.
"You guy ..." The Scarlet King turned his head, staring at the person who jumped onto his back with the light of the corner of his eye-a sudden blow deflected the sharp angle of the Fire King slightly, reflecting "Cang Si ", It is a huge error.
Arthas did not answer, his attack was to answer. The death knight lightly avoided the flames rising from Yanlong's body, brushed his shoulders, and pierced the enemy's burning pupil with a sword.
This hit was successful ~! The blade of Jing Wang Jianyun Yao, without any obstruction, plunged into Melody's right eye, firmly nailed to the red pupil.
"Hahahahahaha ..."
Arthas didn't laugh, but the voice of the crimson king.
"Stupid, although the dragon's eyes and abdomen are indeed the biggest weakness, do you think that the great king of flames will be a class with those reptiles?" Yan Long's words were scornful and ridiculed. I'm just kidding, but ... "
"You shouldn't use that disgusting 'Yunyao' to play such a dangerous game." The murderous intention contained in the low voice made people shudder.
The next moment, flames from Melchidick's broken eyeballs blow Arthas. That invisible power was like a huge hammer that hit the death knight heavily, threw him thousands of kilometers away, and finally crashed into the collapsed ruins.
Yan Long's right eye healed in an instant, he was not even interested in confirming the life or death of the other party, but just snorted coldly and turned back, and refocused on the dark-haired girl.
The three consecutive shots of "Cang Si" melted all the surrounding ground, and the magma and high temperature made the scene look slightly distorted. But in the middle of this sea of ​​fire, the girl still stood by Roland's side, with emerald pupils indomitable and fearless.
I really don't like it, is it the end of the so-called goddess? Melody Dick frowned secretly.
By the way, maybe the fear is not prayer at all, because no matter how strong the mortal will is, it is impossible to surpass the great nature. What he fears and hates is a that transcends mortals, nature, and the three realms.
Although it is impossible to confront God directly, however, we must wipe out the end of the chaos ~!
"Do you like him so much? Well, I will complete you." The light on the sharp corner of Yan Long went out, he said, vibrating his wings, and the flames fluttering into the sky in an instant. Melody's dazzling body was burning with a scorching flame, but it cast a gray death shadow on everything around it.
"The situation is very bad." Elektra muttered dullly. Despite the task of guarding the battlefield, the sights of the city still forced the death knights to look up.
Blainas was burning, the streets turned into rivers of flames, the sky became a curtain of sulfur, and a group of Saloman snakes and Evrit launched attacks, and the hot wind raged across the king. And at the top of the sky, Melchidic, who emits a dazzling light, is gathering an unimaginable amount of flame elements in his throat.
"Not even better than expected." Several death knight captains also came together. "The guy is going to launch a shockwave."
"If there is only Melodyk, Elite Warfare is a reasonable choice. But now that there are too many Elemental Elves, sixty high-level death knights simply cannot cope." The Lich said with determination, "We must go support."
"But the mission here ..."
"In this case, I think everyone can see what is the best choice. Lord Richard also has a wrong prediction." Elektra stared coldly at the colleague who refuted himself. , "Continue here to execute the military order, or give up the order to help Shi Fan, you choose."
The harsh words caused the leaders present to stun for a few seconds. After several seconds, the death knight, headed by a sudden laugh, said: "To say the same thing, for us who live, things like" command "are only reference. . "
"Then, in addition to leaving the necessary scouts, we divided the main force into three teams and entered the capital of King Blainas from three city gates to surround the element of fire." Another young commander stood up. Pike.
"It is important to pay attention to the direct attack from Melody Dick, that is not what we can handle, it can be handed over to the end." The third person said, ordering the army behind him to step out of the hiding place and form an attack formation.
"The large magic circle has been constructed for a long time. I will now let the Lich activate it to support the attack of prayer." Elek nodded. "Please be quick, because of the Ice Crown Knights and the goddess we guard. In the end, it must not be stopped in this place ~! "
The cold current gathered by the goddess knights quickly disappeared into the misty forest.
It's shock wave ~! When Shi Fan felt the power of the condensed elements around him, he couldn't help tensing. His own wall can fight against "Cang Si" or "Yan Lei", but the energy gathered by the shock wave has exceeded the limit, and it is by no means an attack that the front can resist.
It is not that he did not expect to escape, but even if the Fire Phoenix is ​​summoned, the current Roland cannot ride. So in the heart of the girl, there is no alternative branch of "hiding".
How to do? Shi Fan gritted his teeth subconsciously.
"If we use the method of cutting off the shock wave as we did last time, our side will still be strongly shocked." A familiar voice sounded in the ear of the girl. "This time, we must keep away the position of energy annihilation."
"Roland ~ !?"
Residual high fever is still raging in the body, and consciousness has not fully recovered. Roland's mind was full of Oluha's voice and smile, full of blame for himself, and full of hatred for Yan Long.
If the moment you miss the shot, you can perceive everything. If only I could go back in time. If only we could kill Yan Long earlier.
But a cold voice pulled the Dark Eagle out of immersed anger, sadness, and hatred-it was an unstoppable vibration, a metal chorus.
The young man turned his face and saw the frost in his hand-completely different from his own love sword in the impression. The Excalibur, which would never wear out, was now full of cracks, and the cold radiance flowed out of those two broken mouths. , Covered with the entire blade.
The lightness also made Roland sober.
This is not the time to repent, because there is another person who must protect himself. The dark eagle, who had lost memory, stood up and expelled all thoughts from his head, leaving only the only obsession.
In any case, I must guard Shifan.
"Although I don't understand what is going on, Frost is not the same as before, can you feel it?" The young man calmed down and asked the girl beside him.
"Indeed, it seems that some kind of power has been liberated." Shi Fan looked at Roland with still worry in his eyes.
"You said it before, when I am there, you can better exert your strength." Ignoring the other person's silent inquiry, Roland held up the frost in his hand, and let the cold edge that oozes out to the sky A dazzling star, "Now, please liberate the power contained in the frost ~! Although we don't know if it is enough to fight the shock wave of Yanlong, we must try it."
"Well." The girl nodded, held out her hands, and hugged Roland again.
Through the tightly embracing body, a pleasant metal chorus was transmitted to the heart of the praying man, making the meaning of prayer resonate with the light flowing from the weapon. The whirlpool of ice crystals lingering around them quickly resembled a violent hurricane in the Northland.
"Ready," the young man whispered, staring at the zenith's enemies.
The condensed flame finally reached its limit, and the condensed light erupted in an instant, turning into a shock wave of mountains and rivers, screaming out from Melody's mouth. The space was distorted in an instant, a huge sonic boom oppressed the entire battlefield, and the sky looked like a sea of ​​fire.
It was like a reflection in the water, and the ice crystals condensed in an instant, and rushed towards the flame shock wave like a fountain.
One red, one blue, and two straight lines run through the sky and the ground, where they collide to create a huge space crack, not only the surrounding scene, but also the boundaries of the Three Realms are twisted at that moment. Then, the two strong lights that could not destroy each other but never receded themselves were bent-the shock wave of the flame was refracted to the left, hitting the ground and turning a quarter of the city into a pit full of magma The shock wave of ice refracts to the right, penetrating the floating clouds, and disappearing into the sky.
There was silence in my ears, nothing but the rapid wheezing. After a while, Roland finally heard the girl's voice.
"Yes, the power that can be gathered has become stronger," the girl's breath came from behind her. "In this way, you may be able to fight against Melody Dick ~!"
"Don't relax, that guy's power is endless." Roland restored to the calm dark eagle. "The second wave of offense is coming."
Melodyk's throat condensed a dazzling light spot again, and Frost's gradual cracking of the blade once again rolled up a pure cyan hurricane.
As more and more metal debris crumbled from the surface of the weapon, the brilliance inside the frost was released layer by layer, as if the wrapped bandages had faded. The force emanating from the blade pushed the entire hurricane faster and faster, eventually turning into a huge vortex.
Two blasts of shock waves came out again. Space is once again distorted by entangled and indestructible energy, and the refracted light is so dazzling that it is impossible to face up.
"It's interesting, but how long can you support it?" Melody Dick didn't care about off-track attacks, because the current situation is all under control-the other party has apparently lost his life, but For myself, this is just a warm-up warm-up, "then, may wish to increase the intensity ..."
A line of cruel light shone through Yan Long's eyes.
But then, the roar from behind forced him to turn his head. The next moment, the Scarlet King was completely shocked: "What ~ !?"
The shock wave launched by Shi Fan did not disappear in the sky, but he lost his head and whistled and hit himself from behind ~!
This is not an incredible miracle, but a predetermined result caused by "extreme panoscopic surgery".
Since even the "glacial storm", a prayer that can freeze the entire plain, can't hurt Yanlong, the large magic array established by mortals is even less likely to have any effect. The absolute power gap made the frontal attack pale and weak, so the Liches had to adopt a new idea to achieve the purpose of supporting the battle.
"Great panoscopy" is the best choice.
As the highest level of spells in the defense system, "Mirror Mirror" can reverse the material attack with the force and inertia contained in it 180 degrees intact, and an improved spell constructed by the Lich with the help of the magic array. It is not only the magnification of ordinary mirror return, it is not only effective for elemental power, but more importantly, it can be refracted.
The shock wave that was originally rushing towards the sky turned a big bend under the effect of this magic. Although it only reflected 20% of the energy, the entire matrix was collapsed due to overload operation, but the remaining one-fifth of the shock wave was also enough to reverse The whole situation.
That cyan beam hit Yan Long with great precision.
With the loud sound of explosion, a cloud of smoke mixed with Mars and ice debris spread out in the sky. Then, from this smoke of smoke filled with the power of the elements, the flame master who lost half of his wings fell straight like a meteorite, drawing a burning arc in the air, crashing into the ruined ruins and splashing Stocks of soaring magma.
The roar echoed in the ears finally dissipated, and the crimson wind stopped in an instant.
This is the end?
Roland looked around the battlefield that had suddenly cooled down, subconsciously blocking Shi Fan behind him. The sea of ​​magma that Yan Long fell on was still burning with the sky, but the central crater was disturbingly silent.
The shining blade in the death knight's hand was also dropped-as if receiving a certain order, the hordes of fire elements stopped attacking, slowly immersed in their own flames, and finally disappeared into the air. .
We really defeated the flame master?
Whether it is the end of the goddess, the guardian of the end, the death knight or the Lich, everyone has the same questions. However, before they asked, the sudden blooming scene turned all doubt into ashes of despair.
The answer is no.
The distant Canados continent is still a starry night. It will take nine hours for the dawn sun to reach this land, awakening the sleeping tower and the city at the foot of the tower. But at this moment, the Lord of the Tower is still awake—the latest reconnaissance report on the death knight has just been sent, and Motidal is carefully reading it.
Mobadi and Zephylis have already traveled to the Lorendan continent to join the "King", and their current task is to integrate the Riddle Empire with other countries' troops as soon as possible in order to cut off all sea and air routes. When everything is set up, Motidal himself will go to the world tree where he will fight the end of the goddess with his loyal leader.
That will be the last battle. It is a battle that can't take a step back after fighting for your life.
"Will you be on your way to Blaenas." The head of the wizard council pulled his thoughts back into the battle report. "It's very fast. It seems I must speed up the pace, and if necessary, some elites must be sent to Luo Rundan fights. "
Motidal talked to himself. The next moment, the silver candlestick on the desk suddenly went out.
Is it windy? The elf was a little weird, and he casually read a spell, intending to relight the candle with magic.
Useless, the surroundings are still dark.
The mage's expression changed subtly. He repeated the mantra again, each pronunciation was slow and clear, but even then, the flame was not produced. There were no assassin raids and no anti-Olympic enchantment set. It was even more unlikely that his spell would go wrong, but the candlestick was not bright.
Motidal frowned.
If this wise mage can understand the changes in the world at this moment, I am afraid his response will be more than just confusion.
All fire magics expire at the same time.
All furnaces condense at the same time.
All candles go out at the same time.
Even the pipe couldn't be lit, and the matches all lost their response.
Because all fire elements are summoned to the same place by that supreme being-Brainus, the battlefield where the flame master is located.
The death knight's vision was suddenly full of scorching light, and everything around him was distorted by the invisible heat. The dazzling white light was radiating outward from the place where Melody Dick fell. The sky's sunlight, the reflection of the sword's blade, everything around him looked cold and dim in front of it. Even the transparent air began to murmur. stand up.
If Brainus was "burning" before, at this moment, the only suitable adjective is "melting"-under the heat emitted by the flame master, the red lava spreads in all directions, everything is like boiling Creamy slumped into juice.
The next moment, the two blades of flame rose in people's sight, the sharp tips blocked the sky, and the dazzling light ignited the metal. Then Melody Dick slowly raised his head from the rubble.
The dragon scales of the Crimson King faded away, thick flames oozing under the skin, and the waves of flames made his outline very vague--except for the magnificent wings, the sharp angle of the forehead, As well as the elegant long neck, Melody's body was soaked in the flames of evil, and she had long escaped the appearance of a dragon.
That form of light and fire is more reminiscent of another thing—
sun.
The scorching roar passed by, and the golden flame swept through everything like a wave, forming an empty dome of light, devouring everyone on the battlefield, covering the entire ancient Brainus, and permeating the heavy mist. The forest is completely shrouded.
The forest was scattered like ashes, the Emerald Lake evaporated in an instant, and the Ganges dried up in a blink of an eye.
Even the sky-like body of the Naga Mountains still cannot prevent this golden light from penetrating the sky.
On the plains of East Elazea on the other side of the mountain, people stopped their work and stared at the magnificent light shining from the other side of the mountains.
Even the Kanados, far across the ocean, have noticed the strangeness of the world, because today's dawn seems to come very early.
Those who are in the center of the sun will not have any chance of surviving.
But no one plans to retreat, and there is nowhere else to go.
Compared to the "Seven-Colored Flower" launched by Richesir at the cost of life, the sea of ​​fire formed after Melody's violent violence is not only more extensive, but there is no sign of extinction in a short time. Even the death knight, who knows nothing about prayer, can feel that the boundaries of the Three Realms have been completely broken by this terrible eruption, and the surrounding environment is now closer to the fire spirit realm than the present world.
This unbalanced environment can also increase the protection of Ishtoli, but the pressure from the King of Flames is growing faster-the blue light that surrounds the whole body is being bit by bit by the fire in all directions. Devouring, the passing away is even difficult to take.
For the first time, the feeling of despair mingled with the tireless and feared undead, and the endless flames of fire made the unstoppable cold fire in their eyes shake uncontrollably-the Ice Crown Knights encountered an invincible enemy.
In order to maintain this distortion beyond balance, the Crimson King must also pay a huge price-perhaps permanent loss of memory and personality, or permanent destruction of form-but it does not matter. For the flame master, if It is now worth the price to successfully complete the final scene of the play.
Melody Dick was determined to conquer the unknown fate here.
"Do you really think you might defeat me? Stupid ~!" A proud voice sounded in the hot wind. "So, why don't you swing your sword now? Why are your eyes full of despair?"
"Still, what miracles are you expecting from the end of Ishtoli?" Yan Long's mouth brought a wicked smile, "Hum, then kill your lovely Shifan now."
"Destroy your favorite things in front of each other, and I have no reason to refuse this sweet enjoyment. Wouldn't you forget the tragedy that just appeared in the friendship between Dark Eagle and Oluha?"
This sentence runs through the heart of the deceased like a sharp arrow-at this time, it is meaningless to consider the failure of the battle or the total destruction of the Knights. The only thing the guardians have to do is to fulfill their own Obligation-at all costs, to make Shi Fan survive.
The death knights are struggling to form in the fierce wind, the target is the center of the sun, and the position of the flame master.
"You stay here, don't move." Roland gritted his teeth.
"But ..." The girl tried to refute.
"Remember, our purpose here is not only to make a break with Yan Long, but more importantly to rescue Oluha ~!" The youth's eyes turned to the side of the dark-haired girl.
The elves who had fallen into eternal sleep still leaned on the throne filled with blood, without moving. The enchantment of prayer shielded her from wave to wave of calamity, but as long as Shi Fan left this place where the Temple of Stars once stood, Oluha's body was bound to be swallowed immediately by the sea of ​​fire.
"So, please protect her for me now, Shifan." Roland's aqua eyes contained a determined flame. He nodded to the girl, and strode toward the crimson king of the high-temperature center.
Just like other death knights.
Glancing at the small existence in front of him, Yanlong vibrated his wings, carrying a huge bow-shaped body wrapped in flames, and caused a burning wild wave in the sea of ​​fire. Then, the sharp corner of his forehead shone cold again, and the white-hot "Cang Si" whistled out of the laser.
In the high-temperature area with dense elements of fire, the crimson king's triumphant skill is no longer a sharp beam, but a stormy sea carrying the breath of death. Even though the death knight swiftly avoided the hot blade, the hot wind that enveloped the whole body shattered them mercilessly.
Under the impervious attack, even the battle-hardened undead cannot approach.
"It's useless." The condescending man looked down at the enemies who were desperate, and spit out such a simple sentence. The next moment, he smiled as satisfied as possible.
"It's pretty good, it's three points and one line. Besides the girl, I still have a lot of accounts to calculate with you. Maybe a beautiful double-edged bird ~!" Melody Kic looked at Roland rushing in front of him and Yuan Looking at the young girl everywhere, "Occasionally be a good person and fulfill your desire for love." The King of Flames suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled suddenly.
A little blood-red light quickly condensed on Yanlong's abdomen, and then gradually climbed along the elegant neck. As time went on, it became bigger and bigger.
"Not good, that guy wants to use shockwave ~!" Roland shouted in disbelief. The power of shock waves has surpassed the imagination of mortals, but if it is used in a place where the elements of fire are dense and the boundaries are completely out of balance, what kind of results will be produced?
He desperately wanted to rush forward, but was blown away by the strong wind brought by Cang Si. The Liches tried to use magic, but found that the magic had been squeezed by the arrogant flames, and there was no controllable energy at all.
No matter how anxious it is, everyone can only watch with their eyes open-including Shi Fan, who is locked in as a target.
In the encounter with Mobadi, the girl also tasted complete despair, but that was different-the terrible attack woven by Yun Yao and prayer was beyond grasp of course. But now, it is a very pure energy confrontation. It is obviously a battle in the field of prayer, but it is still in a situation where it cannot fight back. It is almost all efforts to maintain the enchantment.
For the first time, Ishtoli felt the limits of being a prayer man.
Even the power of wishful thinking is good. If it exceeds the cognition of the prayer man, it cannot be countered. In front of him, a dazzling existence like the sun is the enemy beyond Shi Fan's imagination.
Who can shoot the sun?
The girl could not find the answer.