Chapter 160: Flame of Destruction

With a loud noise that shakes the world, the whole world seems to be quiet at this moment. Then, the next moment erupted in a dazzling white light. After a huge fireball exploded, a mushroom cloud formed on it.
Immediately following was the shock wave centered on the explosion. The ring-shaped light and heat energy spread out at an unparalleled speed, and the dry grass and trees along the road instantly turned to ashes under the energy of the shock wave.
The earth was like a frightened child, trembling and whispering in horror. The huge ability instantly smashed the "ghost mist" around Saglong and finally dissipated. The zombies who had hung on the road and had not attacked Gadra had all disappeared into the dust under the shock wave.
The explosion and the shock wave set off a hurricane. This hot hurricane hurled around with great pressure, blowing off the trees, blowing the boulders, and also bringing endless damage to the Gadra Fort. The black clouds blown away.
The remnant Gadra soldiers were blown back to the corner of the city wall by the strong wind, and with the help of the remnant thick city wall, they barely crawled on the ground.
That huge force made these Gadra soldiers awe and fear. They barely looked up at the gradually converging fireball, thinking with shock in their hearts: Can such power be used by mortals? Is it the anger from the gods, is he going to save us or destroy us?
At the core of the explosion, Sagron looked at the surrounding sea with blood at the corner of his mouth, and his heart was shocked. Morin's blow completely defeated all his confidence. Although he had almost exhausted all the mana and the soul power he could capture for defense, he only ended up with a persistent and panting result.
On the other side, Wald, who was also embarrassed. Since Morin used the magic he cast with full force to shoot directly into the center of the "soul barrier", the "barrier" actually protected Wald. While the "barrier" was almost instantly defeated, Wald also tried his best to protect it with anger.
Although he was a sword saint, he still suffered some injuries after exhausting all his anger under such an attack. His skin burned in many places, and even bones were exposed in some places. But his strong physique still supports him.
After a new round of anger was generated, Wald stood in the flames, and there was nothing but flames between him and Sageron.
Moline disappeared. Although Wald was worried about Moline, he hated the enemy in front of him even more.
It was this evil shaman who destroyed his home and slaughtered so many of his people. The blood debt required blood to taste. Wald took the warhammer and stepped out of the flame to the weak Sagron.
"Stop!" Sageron roared, but there was a tremor in his voice, "You guy who can rely on others to get close to me, what face do you have to stand in front of me, it's not you who beat me!"
"My friend is enough." Wald said solemnly, "Sagron, no one will be used by you anymore. Although your tribe retreated in advance, under the attack of Moline, Do you think they will have the courage to come over and save you?"
Sagroon looked around, and all he could see was the flame, neither the mysterious little mage nor anything else-nothing but flame.
"I don't need anyone to save, stupid little chieftain," Sagron said with some smugness. He seemed to think that Moline would never appear again. Isn't there a lot of magic that can be cast at the cost of life? It is estimated that this powerful magic was cast by the little mage at the cost of life? Sagron thought so, and felt that his speculation could not be more correct. "I am not like you. I can't save my own tribe, so I have to beg for help from cunning humans."
"I say it again," Wald said angrily. "He is my friend and a friend of our entire Gadra tribe. Everything he does for us is sincere, but, I think, like you Such a person, except for bloodthirsty brutality, you should never experience the taste of friendship? I really feel sad for you, looks powerful, but always so lonely, no one will be sincere, except for fear of you For you, do you think there is any value in your life?"
Sagron flinched, like a viper avoiding an attack, but he immediately raised his chest and waved the staff in his hand: "No one can be trusted except myself! As long as I have strong power , Then this world will be at my mercy, whether they are sincere or not, let everyone fear me! And you, little chief, I want to plant fear in your heart."
Wald smiled and said, "I'm sorry, my heart is too barren to grow the seeds you sow."
Sagron said coldly: "Then I'll try it!" After saying this, he waved his staff and read the spell.
Wald would naturally not give Sageron cast time, and he planned to immediately launch a "charge" to attack him, but Sageron's spell was extremely fast. Wald just rushed out, and the earth was shaking, and then a rock arm He slammed out of the ground and grabbed Wald.
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The "Hand of the Earth" was launched successfully, and the wounded Wald could not break free for a while, at which time Sagron began to read another spell.
Knowing that he could not break free in a short period of time, Wald made up his mind to accumulate anger on the Warhammer, and the Warhammer, specially blessed by Bethel, shone brightly from the inside out.
After the accumulation of strength, Wald shook his arm and after aiming at Sagron, he threw the warhammer vigorously.
A gorgeous flash of lightning flashed through quickly, the burning flame cleared the way for the Warhammer, and the pupil of Sagron, who was chanting, looked at the flying Warhammer with magnification, and subconsciously took the staff in his hand.
"Click!"
"Ouch!"
The Warhammer broke Sageron's staff from the middle, and he continued to hit Sageron's chest with unrelenting force, knocking him out and flying out.
The Warhammer flew to the side, and it took Sagaron a long time to get up from the ground. After coughing up two bloods, he looked at his chest and suddenly looked scared.
His chest was hollowed by a hammer, and now he feels like every ten thousand steel needles he breathes. After breathing for a while, Sagron reluctantly stood up, and the protective magic on his body was broken, but the remaining protection was enough to support him for a while in the flames.
"I must kill that odious Wald before the flames devour me. His death is my life!" Sagron approached Wald step by step and whispered softly.
Wald saw Sagron staring at him with a pair of greedy blood eyes, and there was a sense of fear in his heart. It stands to reason that Sagron, who lost his staff, should not be afraid, but Wald felt that Sagron at this time Gron is even more dangerous.
After all, man is a knife now, he is a fish!
Wald struggled desperately, but Sageron's magic was extremely strong, and he showed no signs of loosening no matter how struggling. Sagroon grinned coldly, with one hand stretched out towards Wald's body.
"Little Chief, give me your life and let your ordinary body merge into my great soul," Sagron said effortlessly. "In that way, you will also pass through the ordinary and become magical!"
"Being so injured, don't forget to force it," Wald scolded. "You are a lunatic!"
"Dead to death, still talking hard," Sagroon said with a smile, "You are a fool!"
Wald watched Sagron's hand getting closer and closer to him. He was really uncomfortable. Could his innocent body be stained by him?
"Hahaha" Saglong laughed wildly. "Little Chief, you are mine. We will be one. This is the first time I have taken someone else's body. You should be honored!"
Wald scolded in his heart: "His grandma, this is the first time I have done this kind of thing. I have never had such an experience. What is this evil guy doing to me?"
Suddenly, a blaze of fire passed by, and behind him came a voice that made him chill:
"Sagron, let go of the chief, what is there for me!"