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Moreover, this move is a continuous spell; the fire eagle's beak never stops opening. If you try to withstand it head-on, you'll really suffer a great loss.

It's possible that Winston's pulse jets were also constantly spraying Firehawk, and focusing specifically on a spot on its chest, almost dispersing the flames on Firehawk's chest, which is why Firehawk held a grudge. It then turned its head and chased after Winston with its scorching jets.

The ray was over sixty meters long; with just a slight movement of the Firehawk's head, the tip of the ray had already traveled a great distance.

It was incredibly fast. Winston's feet, the various jet-like fingers and mechanical wrists behind him all accelerated, and he was caught up with several times. His clothes even showed signs of being scorched and discolored.

However, after spraying for more than ten seconds, Zhao Hao found an opportunity and used a powerful handprint to give Firehawk a big slap in the face, silencing Firehawk! Firehawk almost crashed headfirst into the mountainside.

The fire eagle grew increasingly furious, but even as the fat man fled, he did not loosen his grip on the dragon tendon, holding the fire eagle tightly and preventing it from taking off quickly.

The fire eagle flapped its wings violently, let out a cry, and a dozen fire meteors the size of millstones formed in the air, hurtling towards the fat man!

Holy crap!

The fat man was also forced into a corner. His whole body suddenly swelled up, his hands and feet almost shrinking into his body, turning into a big white ball, and then suddenly bounced to one side.

The fire meteors all missed their mark, and the sporadic impact was no problem for the fat man's protective body of fat.

Moreover, this guy was truly dedicated; he didn't loosen his grip on the dragon tendon even when the ball was transformed, and with each bounce, it even caused the fire eagle to tremble and plummet downwards in the air.

"Fuck it!" Zhao Hao shouted, his two golden handprints lashing out wildly at her cunt.

Winston also set up the pulse cannon again and began to spray at high frequency to dispel the flames on the Firehawk.

Even Xiluo and Gouquan started cheering from the sidelines!

Gou Quan: "You're all on fire, you'll turn to ashes sooner or later!"

Xiluo: "Ah, I praise the ice and snow~ Let the storm rage even more fiercely~"

……

After four or five minutes of all-out firepower, the fire on the fire eagle could no longer be sustained.

Even in such a geographically advantageous environment, it was difficult for it to persist.

However, just as the flames were about to go out, it turned into an egg, which began to emit pulses of fire before slowly falling to the ground.

"Come closer to me!" Zhao Hao quickly gathered his companions, casting a barrier around them and making it invisible and imperceptible. He then sent his clone, the Enderman Raistlin, to appear beside the Firehawk Egg.

If the group fails to destroy the egg before it hits the ground, it will trigger a massive explosion, and Firehawk will be reborn. After all, it's a Bronze 3-star creature; it has some skill.

However, the Enderman directly opened the dream gate, letting the egg fall into the dream: Since you like falling so much, I'll create a space environment for you, so you can float slowly!

After several dozen seconds, the Enderman cleaned up the battlefield, and Zhao Hao removed the barrier.

"Huh? Where's the bird?" the fat man exclaimed.

"Could it have turned to ashes?" Zhao Hao scratched his head, looking puzzled.

……

Having completed the first phase of the mission, Zhao Hao opened his communicator to report the battle situation.

"Yes, yes, they've been eliminated. What?"

The old Native American priest over there wanted to say a few words to him, so let him speak.

"We've investigated, and I'm sorry to say, the enemy you're facing is likely related to us Native Americans..."

Native Americans are not only found in Amis and Jamaica, but also in South America.

However, the tribes in South America fared even worse, since they could no longer find any Song people to ally with.

Moreover, that area has always been the stronghold of the treacherous snake father, and they have never fared well there.

However, in recent years the decline has been even more severe, with many tribes already extinct and the remaining ones dying out.

This Burning Firehawk is not a native monster of the Flame Realm, but rather a transformed one.

According to the old priest, Robles, a shaman from an Andean tribe in South America that was on the verge of extinction, went astray while searching for a way out.

In desperation to preserve his tribe, he sacrificed the tribe's guardian chief, the Pasa Eagle, to an unknown and great being, thus creating the Burning Fire Eagle.

No wonder it has no underlings, can't tolerate other monsters in the Flame Realm, and is always angry.

Native American beliefs primarily revolve around animal spirits and ancestor worship, with the former referring to spiritual totems shaped by the worship of certain creatures. However, no Silver-level beings have ever appeared in Native American communities, otherwise they wouldn't have been so bullied by white people.

The totem eagle was betrayed by its own people and transformed into a burning fire eagle, its body scorched by flames and imprisoned forever in the realm of fire.

Song of the Eagle

The Condor, the king of the Andes.

Take me back to my beloved land, my homeland, the Andes Mountains.

I want to live with my Inca brothers whom I miss.

Wait for me in Cusco Square.

Let's soar together over Machu Picchu and Waina Picchu.

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Zhao Hao and his group gave the fat guy a good beating, and he even beat the fat guy's clothes off. Luckily, he managed to keep a pair of underwear made of fire-resistant material, and they finally managed to "kill" the bird!

Zhao Hao: Hehe, I caught another one~

Meanwhile, those in the rear were not idle either, especially in their ultimate predictions, explorations, analyses, and hypotheses regarding the reasons for the sudden appearance and invasion of the Inner World by the Flame Realm.

Tens of thousands of black-clad agents and America's intelligence agencies joined forces and finally found clues from countless small details, eventually tracing the trail back to South America.

I finally found some information.

Originally, the America government focused its main attention on the Fiend God, believing that the Fiend God, who was particularly active in the Middle East, was the one who had caused the big incident.

However, many of Demon Flame's followers were overturned by the vehicle, only to find out later that it was all an undeserved disaster.

Their doctrine advocates incarnating as fire, burning away life, with the ultimate goal of going to the magical fire world outside the planet to live forever in the form of flames.

As for descending onto this planet, they are unwilling.

Even the Demon God Flame can only be summoned by the priests of the believers through its image; it is just the fire on the person's body, not the real body.

It's like you're on a high-speed train passing through a remote village; you might notice it and glance at it, but you would never get off to explore it.

Finally, the Bureau of Mysteries discovered clues in Peru, where a large-scale sacrificial ceremony was held, with strong signs of residual fire-attribute psionic energy.

Then, working backwards, they found an entirely deserted and extinct Native American tribe in a high valley in the Andes Mountains.

Traces suggest that the remaining hundred or so Native Americans left in a hurry, possibly entering the afterlife...

Searching through psychic means, they could only see a patch of fire. Finally, the supercomputer Mr. Feynman, after combining the information, concluded that the shaman of that tribe, in order to save this tribe whose birth rate was declining and whose survival was uncertain, had found the so-called "Shutikutri"!

This Shodikutri was the Aztec god, the god of fire.

However, the information the shaman received was incorrect, or rather, the one who left the information was not Shutikutri. In the end, the shaman contacted the Lava Lord of the Fire Realm!

Later, all the tribesmen were probably sacrificed, and even the tribe's guardian spirit was transformed into a fire monster by the Lava Lord... which can be considered a complete end to the troubles of low birth rate.

You're all in one pile, I'm all in one pile, nobody can tell us apart!

Meanwhile, the Lord of Lava, through the power of the sacrifice, controlled his newly recruited priest brother to open a passage to the Fire Realm in Ame's alternate world, Yellowstone Volcano.

The realm of flames began to erode the inner world, gradually descending upon it.

By the time it has a significant impact on the world, it is already too late to discover it.

However, at this point, it's pointless to look for the cause; the most important thing is how to deal with it!

The plan proposed by the think tank and advisors was to wipe them out, kill all the fire monsters, suppress the expansion of the fire realm by various means, and most importantly, seal away the Lord of Lava.

That's a Silver-level existence, and possibly even a powerful Silver 3-star or 4-star being. In Norse or Greek mythology, it would be considered a chief god.

To put it simply, even if America were to gamble everything and use all its national resources, it would be good enough if it could end up with both sides suffering heavy losses, at the cost of America being crippled.

This doesn't even take into account the consequences of a Yellowstone volcanic eruption!

To be honest, it's impossible for the Lord of Lava to have chosen this place without any follow-up plans.

They might be planning to ignite the entire world in one fell swoop and dominate both the real and the virtual worlds!

Putting everything else aside, if He could spread the flames to the entire North America, causing global warming and ushering in a high-temperature era, He would probably be promoted to Gold!

……

Zhao Hao's side just finished a match and is going back to rest.

Bring out all the good food and drinks, plenty of spirit orbs, and all kinds of magic potions, alchemical elixirs, extraordinary cooking and recovery tools.

They're so busy at the logistics base, just one kilometer away from the expansion boundary of the Flame Realm—like an anthill before a rainstorm.

Nearly two thousand logistics personnel are here to supply materials, relay messages, repair and transport various supernatural equipment, and take care of the agents, soldiers and superhumans who come down from the front line.

Those staff members wearing extraordinary fireproof suits weighing 20 kilograms can only work for half an hour before being removed for forced cooling and hypnotic psychological counseling, as there are concerns about potential physical and psychological effects.

In reality, even so, there will definitely be people who develop a fear of fire, or a liking for fire, or who commit arson, in the future.

The psionic phenomena in the underworld can have a powerful impact on the minds of ordinary people.

Of course, if you pull through, you might have the chance to awaken your psychic powers and become a superhuman in the future.

In fact, seven or eight staff members with high psychic potential have awakened their psychic abilities in the past two days.

Most of them are fire-related superpowers, such as explosions, combustion, controlling flames, and creating high temperatures.

A small number of them are the complete opposite, such as water, ice, wind, shockwaves, healing, and the like.

The superhumans and staff retreated in teams, with others taking their place. They provided various forms of care here, hoping the people would recover quickly so they could rush back up.

On the other side, however, several dozen people seemed quite relaxed, pointing, chatting, and laughing.

Their small camp didn't have many supplies, just some simple food and water.

The group of people receiving this preferential treatment are the players who have just retired from the game.

They are not well received by the authorities. Under normal circumstances, if they were encountered, they might even be physically assaulted and forced to reveal their true identities.

However, that won't work now; we must unite all forces to fight against the Flame Realm.

These players were accepted to a limited extent, but their treatment was certainly not as good as that of their own people.

However, players don't need such treatment. After all, it's a dream projection, and preparing enough "Nima Coins (Dream Game Currency)" can solve most non-urgent problems. They won't actually die, and even this kind of rest is just psychological.

Many hardcore gamers never rest, spending seven or eight hours a day fighting, collecting, and exploring.

In terms of combat power, they are generally stronger than normal superhumans, and their methods are more elaborate and diverse.