i have a dead world

Chapter 488 The power of the fire element, the rain of meteors and fire

An Baichen's brows twitched a few times, even though he is not what he used to be, but this level of consumption is not something he can bear.

"My lord." Francis hesitated, looking hesitant to speak.

"Don't call me, don't look at me, I have a headache now."

How could An Baichen not know what Francis wanted to do?This guy obviously wants to learn how to make a bone dragon.

But what if he wants to learn?Does he have undead breath?Is there such a heaven-defying existence as a system?

No?If you don't, just wash up and sleep...

The battle over there is still going on, and I don't know who is challenging the bone dragon. Anyway, the ground is shaking at this time.

An Baichen was not interested in watching the battle, because he was afraid that he would not be able to help but make a move.You must know that this product was created by myself with countless undead breaths. Even if a bone is lost, An Baichen will be very heartbroken.

"What about those guys?"

Deliberately avoiding the combat area, An Baichen suddenly realized that he suddenly had nothing to do.

The small bone dragon has already gone to collect the Dragon Valley. After all, this is the family's "ancestral grave".

Hence, An Baichen decided to find something for himself to pass the time, such as finding trouble with the Holy See...

Wherever light goes, darkness must follow.This is an eternal truth.

People in the Holy See of Light are very sensitive to the breath of the undead, but in the same way, as an undead magician, Francis is also extremely sensitive to the magic of light.

This is like a shark can smell a drop of blood far away in the sea. Within a certain range, Francis can also perceive the subtle fluctuations of light magic.

"Ahead, more than ten kilometers away."

Francis turned into a "navigator" at this time, and he found the location of the Holy See with great precision.

Of course, at such a distance, Francis can easily hide from the other party's detection. Undead magic is negative state magic after all, especially Francis is a saint of magic. As long as he hides deliberately, the people of the Holy See will not be very close Range is impossible to find him.

"Boom boom boom..."

An Baichen and Francis came at the right time. People from the Holy See of Light were actually fighting with people from other temples. Looking at the costumes of each other, they seemed to be people from the Temple of Fire God...

"God says that whoever believes in me will be saved."

This was the first time An Baichen saw the ascetic monk make a move, but when he saw the attack from the other side, An Baichen was also frightened...

A beam of light more than three feet lowered from the sky, and when it was about to hit the ground, it unexpectedly split into countless paths.

Each of these divided light beams is the size of an adult's arm, and as if they were precisely positioned, they all poured in the direction of the people in the Vulcan Temple with great accuracy.

"Dong dong dong..."

The place seemed to be plowed by countless missiles, and the potholes were extremely spectacular.

At the same time, as the dust and smoke dissipated, the people from the Vulcan Temple reappeared in An Baichen's field of vision, but unlike just now, the ascetic monk's blow was very effective. At least one-third of them have fallen to the ground.

"So strong."

An Baichen looked serious. It was the first time he saw such a powerful light magic. In the past, the impression of light magic on An Baichen should generally be that of redemption magic.

But looking at the countless potholes and corpses all over the ground in front of him, An Baichen had to admit that the magic of the light department is really fucking strong.

"A good show is coming."

Francis was very excited. Although it was worse than when he saw the bone dragon just now, he was still very excited.

As the mortal enemy of the Holy See of Light, Francis will never let go of any opportunity to attack the opponent, and if he hasn't made a move yet, it means that there are "goods" in it.

"The wrath of Vulcan scorched the heavens and the earth, and under the flames that consumed everything, all the enemies of Vulcan would be turned into ashes."

An Baichen didn't quite understand it. It seemed that every magician in the Western Magic Continent would give an opening remark in the middle two before attacking.

If you want to call it chanting, in fact it is not, because after the other party's "prologue" ended, a low and mysterious incantation slowly floated out of his mouth.

"Meteor shower!"

As the leader of the Vulcan Temple this time, it was also an old man who cast the magic. He had red hair and red eyes, and a ruby ​​like a dancing flame was inlaid in his hand.

An Baichen could see that this ruby ​​seemed to be some kind of magic core that was very close to the dragon monster, and it was also of fire attribute.

With such an "artifact" blessing, this old man can be said to be even more powerful.

And as his magic chanting finished, the sky suddenly turned red...

"Fuck!"

Francis couldn't help swearing out a classic sentence, but then, he took out his wand...

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Hundreds of huge bone spears stood out, enveloping An Baichen and Francis in an instant.

He actually exposed himself directly.

"These bastards are crazy, aren't they afraid of attracting other guys?"

"Dong dong dong..."

The sound of violent impact was deafening. Because of being blocked by the bone spear, An Baichen couldn't see what happened outside with his own eyes.

However, as the impact sounds became more intense, An Baichen suddenly felt that the air around him became hotter.

After a long time, the sound of impact from the outside world stopped, and Francis also put away the bone spear. However, the moment he put away the bone spear, An Baichen's pupils shrank suddenly.

In front of him, An Baichen looked as far as he could, and everything around him that he could see was completely red.

Magma, here seems to have become a world of lava...

"too horrible."

Before that, wherever An Baichen went, he pushed everywhere, even if he was the strongest person in the world, he never paid attention to him.

The endless undead are his confidence, and he has the capital to be arrogant.

But right now, looking at the completely changed terrain, An Baichen understands that he may not be able to push the world across the world simply because of his superiority in numbers.

The guy in front of him is at least level seven, and he can only summon level six undead.

Sixth level, one level lower than the opponent, although this level is not much, but it is different in quality. With the gap of this level, there is no doubt that the opponent can easily destroy their own undead army, just like now, even if No amount of undead army can fill such terrain...

"The guys in the fire department are indeed lunatics. They really aren't afraid of attracting the wrath of the sub-dragons."

Francis said with a sullen face...

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