In the gaze of many family wizards, they could see the little potion bottle scoring an arc and cracking on the ground in the poisonous mist.
And then, with a sudden explosion like an open flame falling in the dust, the strange flame like a fluid actually spread quickly in the poisonous mist.
In the blink of an eye, everyone saw that the poisonous mist in front of them had completely turned into a sea of bright blue flames, and the extremely dazzling light could not help raising their hands to cover their eyes.
It is doubtful that the flames seem to be burning fiercely, and any space where toxic mist exists will inevitably escape their invasion. But wherever the flames passed, grass, bushes, and even grasshoppers were all alive, as they were at first.
Looking at the sea of fire all the way to the other side of the poisonous mist quickly burning away, all the wizards could not help but look at each other-what kind of flame is actually effective against poisonous mist?
"Is this the magic flame that the owner made specifically for this poisonous mist? We just saw the owner flying with the flame dragon in the sky above ..." One of the older family wizards was surprised, "Really It is indeed a homeowner, and he was able to study the means to restrain this poisonous mist in such a short time ... But what is this flame? "
He said as he tried to get closer, but was immediately stopped by another wizard.
"Don't go," the young man hurriedly said, "I know this kind of potion bottle that releases the magic flame. I have seen it before in the black market of the British magic world. This magic flame only uses magic power as fuel and adherence. Very strong, you can't just mess around! "
The family sorcerer behind them couldn't help discussing the fire bottle, and the short-haired witch could actually understand everyone's mood. After all, they have been studying here for a long time against the spreading mist, but they still can't find any way to crack it.
However, this is not the time to talk about it.
"The owner just said, this is a fire bottle, it is the work of Mr. McLean." She explained it briefly, and then continued, "Well, don't say that! We will return to the castle immediately- The president of the federation, Mr. Akinbad, is defending over there, and we'd better go there. "
The other wizards in the family heard the words and felt a little confused.
"Then ... the owner's side? Shouldn't we go and help the owner with that basilisk?"
"The owner doesn't need help," the short-haired witch decisively waved her hand. "On the contrary ... Although I don't know why the owner came here in person, but he wants us to go back to protect the lady rather than let us help Safety!"
Mr. Blois's concern for Willie was well-known in the family, and everyone knew immediately the idea of the short-haired witch.
Not long after, the family wizards in Fort Blois answered in unison:
"Yes! Protect Miss!"
...
"Ok?"
Just as the family wizards had all phantomly left the foothills and turned back to the castle, Mr. Blois, who was waiting at the other end of the poisonous mist, turned and glanced slightly.
Immediately, he seemed to be relieved to show an inconceivable smile.
These family wizards of the Blois family, in fact, only one half of the real surname Blois.
There is no way, even if it is the first wizarding family in France with the ancient wizarding heritage, it is impossible to select such a large number of powerful wizards based on their own members.
However, even those long-term hired surname wizards are equally loyal to the entire Blois family, which is a great achievement of his head.
"It seems that the election of Louise as Consul General was the right choice."
To say whether Babajid Akinbad is trustworthy, the answer is certainly yes in terms of the other party's decisions up to now and its close relationship with Maca.
But for Mr. Blois, who sees his daughter's safety as more important than his own life, no matter how much he trusts, he will not let him leave the castle easily.
The reason he came to the Monaco border this time was actually a decision he made after weighing the pros and cons.
And to say what he "measured" ... one of them was the president of the federation, Akinbad, and the other was the ancient wizard Heilbo.
Watching the bright blue flames rapidly extend from a distance, until now, the vast majority of the poisonous mist has turned into a burning flame. Even because the burning was too intense, some of it has completely dissipated.
Blois seemed to think it was time, and even when he said:
"Mr. Haierbo, aren't you planning to come out and meet?"
With the aid of the sound reinforcement spell, Blois' voice spread far away, echoing slowly between the foothills. But after a while, he didn't get any response.
"Not ready to come out yet?" Thinking again, Blois warned suddenly, "If you don't show up again, this basilisk can only stop there!"
With that said, he no longer waited, and waved his hands.
"Absorb the flame!"
This was not a curse, but a command from Blois.
The moment he gave his instructions, a sudden dramatic change took place in the blue flames still burning.
I saw a large flame vortex suddenly formed from the middle of the sea of fire, and pulled the bright blue flames around it at a fast speed, sucking into the center of the fire swirl.
But it took more than ten seconds. At first, the orange-red flame flying dragon brought by Blois had turned into a flowing blue.
In the front of the dragon, the original Basilisk was still awe-inspiring, but at this time it seemed quite embarrassed because the flame of the fire bottle kept attaching and burning.
After all these changes, the latter must be more ferocious.
"If you would rather lose a basilisk and keep hiding, then I'm welcome."
Thinking so secretly, but when Blois waved backhand suddenly, he saw the dragon with blue flames rushing towards the basilisk. When he bypassed the snake kiss and bite on the Basilisk, with the burning sound, the latter seemed to be unable to bear the pain and rolled up sharply.
Unfortunately, as a pure flame polymer centered on the will of the summoner, one of the characteristics of the flame dragon is that it is not afraid of melee. If the master's mental strength is strong enough, repeated repair and rebirth will not be a problem at all.
In ancient times, mediocre wizards relied on the two major research systems of summoning and regular magic to stand out in the battle with many powerful creatures with amazing talents.
Not to mention the arduous and incomprehensible rules of runes, just see that the best of modern wizards are proficient in metamorphosis, you can know the far-reaching impact of ancient summoning. Even though it is lost in most wizarding communities, the basic theory of summoning has been passed down with the times.
That is, when the flame dragon was biting the basilisk's body, leaving a deep burn mark on its highly resistant body, a figure finally appeared silently in the two fighting dogs. Next to the person.
"Kala!"
Suddenly, the land next to the flame dragon swelled two arms, then stretched upwards, grasping its neck firmly.
Although the blue flame on the dragon's body was burning the palm of the earth condensing, it was trying to struggle, but it couldn't escape it.
At the next moment, the two giant hands slammed one point, and tore off the flame dragon's neck.
"I guess you must be here."
Blois did not show any surprise at all.
I saw him raise his hand, and the flame dragon's remains instantly turned into flames, wafting across the air, and gathered around him again.
"It's not hard to guess, is it?"
The figure that showed up next to the Basilisk was undoubtedly Haierbo.
He saw that instead of seeing Mr. Blois, he glanced first at the basilisk beside him. It can be seen that at this moment the Basilisk has a terrible scar, but due to the high temperature burning, there is no trace of blood.
The wound ... and even a deep spine was burnt together.
"To be honest, I don't know if I should be happy? Or should I be annoyed?"
Haierbo seemed to be talking to himself, without looking back:
"I thought it would be the young man named McLean who came here, but I didn't expect ... there are actually several wizards who have inherited the spirit summons in this era, which is really surprising.
Blois heard it, but just smiled.
Although the magic inherited from ancient times is indeed amazing, modern magic spells are not necessarily weak.
There are always peaks and valleys in the changes of the times. Only those who have seen this clearly will understand that the future magic spell will not have the possibility of surpassing ancient magic.
At the beginning, a generation of famous wizard Merlin saw this possibility.
Of course, in this period of magical low tide, it may be too early to talk about these.
Blois ignored the second half of Hilbo directly, but continued his first half:
"In fact, I also think that it may be McLean ... Of course ~ EbookFREE.me ~ On the premise that I did not come."
Hearing this, Haierbo turned around and gave him a distant glance.
"That is to say, you are going to play against me instead of McLean? But unfortunately, although I don't mind discussing the mystery of summoning with you, but ..."
As soon as this sentence was finished, Blois knew immediately that he still thought that Haierbo was wrong. Seeing him waving his hand, he wanted to direct the flame dragon to stop, but still couldn't keep up with the opponent who decided to leave.
Only feeling a sudden wave of space, Haierbo disappeared with the wounded basilisk.
"... Wait for the next time!"
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