Chapter 611: Resister

Along with Mike's actions, a huge amount of translucent flames gushed out from the tip of his rod, pouring on the orange mountain.
Unlike the previous flame curse, these translucent cursed flames did not explode after landing, but directly attached to the mountain and spread around.
These cursed flames spread extremely fast, and within a short while, the mountain wall in front of Mike turned into a sea of ​​fire.
At the same time, the lethality of these flames is amazing. Even though the walls of the holy mountain are not ordinary rocks with extraordinary magic resistance, they are still turned into scarlet magma under the erosion of the flames.
Mike floated in the middle of the sea of ​​fire, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he started flying directly to the top of the mountain.
The flames under him seemed to be guided, chasing behind Mike and spreading with him to the top of the mountain.
Such a large movement naturally attracted the attention of the defenders on the sacred mountain, and soon many Union wizards wearing white robes drilled out of the dense holes on the mountainside.
But before they put on a defensive posture, the sky full of translucent flames swept past with countless hot magma, not only burning them to ashes, but also poured into the hole they came out of.
Except for the buildings on the outside of the holy mountain, more people and buildings are actually built inside the mountain and connected to the outside through numerous holes of different sizes.
And now, the flames of curse and a large amount of magma poured directly into the interior of the mountain, and what happened to these people inside can be imagined.
Mike knows all of this naturally. After a series of trainings, the flames of cursing have become organs similar to his hands and feet. He has enough control over them, and he can feel it through these flames. The situation below.
But Mike was indifferent to all this, he almost didn't stay at all, and directly slammed to the top of the mountain with endless flames.
The sacred mountain is so big that Mike hasn't been able to see the whole picture of the sacred mountain since he got here, and it also made his flying time extremely long.
But no matter how far away there is, there is an end.
The top of the holy mountain is different from the semi-circular or irregular tops in the general sense. The ground here is flat and smooth, as if a piece was cut off by a direct sword.
On this broad plane, stand five huge palaces, a large number of low buildings, and various carefully managed flowers and plants.
Perhaps the owner here never wanted someone to reach the top of the sacred mountain, so the cliffs around the sacred mountain were not equipped with other defensive facilities except for a little steeper. This made Mike’s invasion of no real effect. Of blocking.
The flames raged unscrupulously on the top of the mountain, turning everything they could touch into ashes.
Only then did the white-robed wizards come out of the palace on the top of the holy mountain. They lined up in a row on the open space in front of the palace, with their faces determined and holding their wands high, as if they wanted to use their bodies to block the soaring fire before them wave.
When Mike saw this, he grinned and directed the giant wave to shoot down.
"For Uranus!"
An old man standing at the front of the white robe group shouted sincerely, and then a brooch on his chest floated and began to emit a pale golden light.
The remaining people in white robes were not idle either, they held their wands high, and the incomparable magic power flowed directly from their bodies into the brooches in the air.
"Om!"
With the brooch supplemented with extra magic power, the golden light suddenly flourished, and a layer of golden light shield spread out around it, directly enclosing the entire palace together with the wizards in white robes.
The moment the golden light shield was formed, Mike's flame also arrived.
The huge wave of flames as high as tens of meters hit the light shield straight like a big hand. This huge force and extreme high temperature directly pressed the entire light shield into the mountain, and at the same time made the entire holy mountain once again. It shivered violently.
However, the light shield did not disappear.
Even after being attacked at this level, the light shield still stood firm, and the shiny golden surface did not even show a trace of cracks.
But the light shield is fine, and the white robe wizard inside is not so comfortable.
The moment the light shield touched the giant flame wave, the old man headed out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, and none of the other white-robed people helped him. They all held their wands high and looked painful.
Through the vision of magic perception, Mike can clearly see that the magic output channel between the white-robed people and the brooch has suddenly become much wider, which means that they have more magic power to lose to the brooch, which also means that Mike’s The attack was useless for the light shield, but was transferred to the wizards below in a certain proportion.
Mike, who figured this out, laughed.
Mike recognized the brooch the first time it appeared.
Holy Light!
A mystery of all names in the Federation.
At the beginning, Mike thought he would have nothing to do with this so-called invincible shield.
But now, since it needs to be maintained by wizards with magical powers, it's easy to handle.
After all, even though the light shield can withstand its own attacks, the white-robed wizards below can't help the long-term magic output of this level!
Taking a deep breath, Mike's elder wand danced again.
With his movements, the flames above the holy mountain began to condense towards him quickly, and within a short while, a towering fire wave was once again formed and shot fiercely.
"boom!"
There was another violent tremor, the golden light shield was shot into the ground for a few minutes, and the white robe wizards who fell below it began to increase.
The arc of Mike's mouth is getting bigger and bigger, and if this progresses, there will be at most two more strokes, and the wizards will no longer be able to support it.
At the same time, Harry in the depths of the holy mountain also felt the shaking around him.
He looked at the broken stones falling from the ceiling in horror, his heart full of fear.
Although the sun is shining and the countryside is beautiful with birds and flowers, Harry knew very well that it was actually in the depths of the sacred mountain. If an earthquake caused the mountain to collapse, he would have only a dead end.
"Cloak! Cloak! Come out!"
Harry couldn't control so much at this moment, he was calling for the death cloak, and now it was the only thing that could help him.
After a while, the Death Cloak gave a hum, and said in a somewhat impatient tone:
What are you afraid of? This is the movement made by your friend McTorley, and it won't affect this side. But since he has already started to do it, then you have to hurry up, otherwise there will be no good results waiting for you. Also, the reality is awake, I'm going to hide it first!
After speaking, the voice of the death cloak disappeared.
Harry was planning to ask more questions, but the movement on his arm made his words get stuck in his throat.
He looked down stiffly and saw that the little girl with blond hair and green eyes had woken up, holding Harry's arm as a wiping cloth, rubbing her face on it.
This was a cute move, but Harry's heart was cold at the moment.
The more cute the other party behaves, the more he trembles.
The little girl seemed to notice Mike's trembling, raised her head and looked at Harry with a pair of watery green eyes, and said suspiciously:
"Big brother, are you cold?"
Harry shook his head in a hurry to deny it. He had a hunch that if he answered coldly, the other party would definitely set a fire to warm him.
In order to have a better heating effect, the thing that is ignited will most likely be his clothes or himself.
In order not to be burned as a torch, Harry tensed his muscles quickly to ease his tremors.
The effect of this was not bad. The little girl felt the changes in Harry's body, tilted her head, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, but did not continue to say anything.
Harry was relieved now.
But the next moment this tone was raised by him again, because the little girl changed her position and closed her eyes.
"and many more!"
Harry yelled out instinctively. His arms are now numb. If he lets the little girl fall asleep without telling whether the plan using the little girl will succeed, his own arms can't stand it.
The little girl opened her eyes when she heard the words, and asked in a vague way:
"What's the matter? Big brother."
Hearing that, Harry was stunned. It was only his instinctive reaction to stop the little girl just now. Now the little girl really doesn't sleep, but he doesn't know what to do.
Gritting his teeth, adhering to the idea that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, Harry took a deep breath and said directly:
"I have something to ask you, can you help me?"
"Yes."
"I know it's difficult, but huh? You agreed?"
Harry said with a look of disbelief, he also imagined that the little girl would agree to his request, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so clean and neat!
"Of course! Because big brother you played with me picking leaves, and you let me sleep on your body! So I am willing to help you."
The crisp voice of the little girl reached Harry's ears, making him a little bit pleased and uncontrollable, but after the joy he became a little confused again.
The cloak of death only said that he asked the little girl to help, but what did he want her to do?
Harry touched the cloak of death on his body, his face became a little ugly, because he knew that the cloak of death would not come out when the little girl was awake.
But in the next moment, a few big words suddenly appeared in his brain.
Take her to the next floor.
The sudden appearance of the big words shocked Harry, but the big nerves that had been sharpened during this time calmed him down quickly.
After thinking for a while, Harry managed to squeeze a smile and said to the little girl:
"Brother wants you to do this favor, you have to leave here before you can do it. Will you go with me first?"
After that, Harry pointed to the stairs not far away.
"Eh? Are you going down? But those old white beard grandpas said that I can't leave here, otherwise something bad will happen." The little girl's words made Harry's forehead start to sweat again, but Then she said again, "But if the elder brother asks me to go, it shouldn't matter. After all, the elder brother is also a wizard."
Harry noticed that when the little girl said these words, both eyes were glowing with excitement, and he looked straight at the stairs there, and suddenly he had a guess.
Has been kept here, I am afraid this little girl is also longing for the outside world, right?
Thinking about this, Harry's tight brow eased slightly.
He just wanted to say some comforting words, but the little girl couldn't wait to grab his hand and drag him to the stairs.
The little girl didn't have much strength, but fortunately Harry was very cooperative, and the two of them arrived at the stairs in a short while.
Unlike the bright sunshine outside, the dark stairway leading to the next floor was completely invisible.
The little guy was obviously a little afraid of the dark. Although he didn't say anything, his face was scared, and the little hand holding Harry's arm became tighter.
Harry didn't urge, even though the opponent behaved like an ordinary little girl now, Harry still did not forget his identity as a reality bender.
Generally speaking, people always think that the threat of children is much less than that of adults, but this is actually based on the large difference in size and strength between the two.
As the unlucky person who was bullied by Dudley from childhood to adulthood, Harry knew very well that children are much worse if they are really bad.
After all, except for some very few BT adults, most adults have mature minds, have a complete view of good and evil and sufficient willpower to suppress themselves.
But children are more like animals. They are more inclined to act on their own than rationality.
So facing the little girl who dared not move forward, Harry just waited quietly.
According to his experience, the little girl in front of him may still have ink marks for a while.
The reality slapped Harry.
Perhaps it was the desire for the outside world that suppressed the fear in her heart. After the initial hesitation, the little girl quickly recovered and pulled Harry towards the dark stairs in front of her.
The same as the previous stairs~EbookFREE.me~ The stairs leading to the lowest level of the Holy Mountain Mystery Retreat are also very long.
Although the is just right for Harry, it is not so friendly for a little girl with short legs.
And because there was no one cleaning it for too long, a thick layer of dust accumulated on the passage steps, which not only made it more difficult for the two to lift their feet, but also made the originally smooth steps more slippery. If you are not careful, you will fall into the air.
Harry moved cautiously, but his eyes kept glaring at the little girl.
This part of the road is indeed a little difficult to walk, even he feels a little strenuous, let alone the little girl.
With the help of the faint light flashing on his wand, he could clearly see that the little girl’s forehead had already been covered with dense beads of sweat. She lowered her head and focused on the road under her feet, her small mouth opened and closed constantly, looking like Very tired.
Harry showed such an expression as expected, but his brows were hesitant and entangled.
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