"Master!" Ella burped and pointed toward the audience, "The people up here are watching us and tipping off the people outside!"
"What? You really don't have martial ethics!" Dast waved his cloak coolly, "Disciple, let's hide from them by covering up the sky and the sun!"
"Guah! Cover the sky and cover the sun!"
Dust raised his head and sprayed the fire from his mouth upwards, and Ella followed with a handful of flour. The violent explosion momentarily blocked the view of everyone in the stands. When the flames dissipated, Ella and Dust had disappeared in the square.
The audience in the stands let out a cry of surprise.
"Where are the people?" Masitra asked the people sitting on the left and right, "Did you just see clearly where they went?"
"I saw them turn into fire." Teaneck wiggled his fingers excitedly, "It's unmistakable. This is high-level fire magic. And it's used when you can't get the power of the Sun War God!"
Nesa Hualcoyotel snorted from the front: "Pretending to be a ghost."
He couldn't stop Masitra and Teaneck, because not only them, but everyone in the audience was now discussing what magic Ella had just used. Among this group of people, he was the only one who believed that Ella was a magician who knew no magic.
"A blind eye is just a blind eye after all." He said to himself, "As long as you wait for the fire to dissipate, you will have nothing to hide."
Under the scorching gazes of everyone, the flames caused by the explosion gradually weakened and could no longer be used as a curtain to block the sight, but Ella and Dust were nowhere to be seen; the fire continued to weaken, and soon it was only half the height of a leg. , but Ella and Dust still did not appear; the fire became weaker and weaker, and finally only a little bit as high as a weed remained, but Ella and Dust seemed to have escaped into the earth, two shadows None can be seen.
There were only soldiers standing stupidly waiting for the fire to go out, soldiers squirming on the ground due to burns, and the tank that overturned due to the explosion of Ocean Fire.
The soldiers focused their attention on the chariot - after Ella and Dust got out, its belly was open, but now it was closed.
At this time, a new batch of weapons collected by Ousomalt also arrived. The Aztlan soldiers who had obtained their weapons cautiously approached the overturned chariot in a hunting posture. For them, who have never seen wheels or iron, this chariot is an unknown and terrifying creature after all. They selected the bravest soldiers among them, ripped off the cover at the bottom of the chariot, and stuffed their heads into the monster's belly with a look of death.
"There is no one!" the soldier made a voice in the belly of the chariot, "it's just like our house in here!"
Before he finished speaking, a violent explosion suddenly occurred inside the tank. The soldiers outside only saw the entire chariot shaking violently, and a burst of fire pushed the warrior's head out completely. His head was beyond recognition in such an explosion, and there was a raging fire from his hair to his chin, but he was not dead for a moment. He just screamed and rolled on the ground until the flames went out, and he swallowed the last breath. tone.
"Don't get close to this monster!" Someone shouted in fear, "They must be hiding somewhere else!"
Several wounded men lying on the ground let out faint groans. Some soldiers came up to help them up and asked, "Did you see where they went?"
"under."
One of the wounded men pointed to the ground with difficulty.
"I heard the woman chanting, 'Mowaranuga, I call you,' and then the ground suddenly cracked open, and a huge hand stretched out from inside and pulled them down from the ground."
The warrior who helped him up was surprised: "It's the magic of Master Querakiri!"
He turned his head and shouted to Nesa Hualcoyotel in the stands: "Tratoani! They used the summoning technique of Master Querachiri to sneak into the ground!"
"This is impossible. There is no dazzling magic circle around." Nezavarcoyotel frowned in the stands and said, "He is afraid that he was fainted by the fire. Pour some water on him to wake him up!"
"Understood!" the warrior responded, and then shouted to his companion near the entrance, "Bring a bucket of water!"
Before he finished speaking, there was another explosion. A ray of fire rose up where the soldiers were most densely gathered! Everyone took a step back in shock, and then they all clenched their weapons: "It's coming! Get ready!"
"No... not coming!"
A soldier rushed out of the fire in disgrace. His face was blackened by smoke, and his hat and trousers were burning. While taking off his burned clothes, he explained in a panic:
"A bottle just rolled to our feet, and someone accidentally stepped on it, and that's it!"
"Bottle? Where did it come from?"
"No...I don't know!"
This answer was followed by another explosion. More than fifty meters away, another ball of fire rose out of thin air, involving more than ten soldiers.
"It's a bottle!" A soldier who was lucky enough to escape from the fire shouted in despair, "Just now a bottle suddenly appeared under our feet!"
After everyone heard this, they all looked at their feet. But I saw a small bottle rolling on the ground, and soon stopped. The nearby warrior carefully bent down to pick it up, looked at it carefully, and found nothing unusual, so he opened the bottle cap. In an instant, a flame shot up and turned his entire head into a blazing ball! .
"Who threw him here?" the soldier on the side shouted angrily, "Who is it?"
"Here!" a soldier suddenly pointed at another soldier and screamed, "This bottle leaked from his pocket! Just now I saw him put his hand into his pocket!"
The remaining soldiers immediately pounced on the accused soldier and snatched the bottle from his pocket.
"It's not me!" The soldier who was pressed to the ground argued hoarsely, "My pockets were empty just now!"
Soon enough, a ball of fire rushed up from under the soldier's body, and the raging fire enveloped all the soldiers on top of him in the blink of an eye!
"They're right among us!" Someone shouted in horror, "They're right among us!"
The tight queue suddenly dispersed, and everyone looked at everyone else suspiciously, and glanced at their feet from time to time, for fear that a bottle would roll unnoticed under their feet.
"Ah——!" Suddenly a warrior screamed, "Bottle! There is a bottle here too!"
Everyone looked over, but saw that the warrior was pointing at a small stone on the ground that was a little smooth and reflected light.
"Okay, no need to fight." Tesosomok's voice came down from the pyramid, "A thousand people, scared like this, you have already lost!"
The soldiers in the square breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been granted amnesty.
"Losing? I think the outcome is still undecided."
Nesa Hualcoyotl’s voice rang out at this moment.
"If you can't tell the enemy from the enemy, can't you still fight in a melee? Sooner or later, the flaming bottles will be thrown away. They haven't learned Aztlan's martial arts, and sooner or later they will leak out."
Nesa Hualcoyotel smiled and gave the warriors in the square a two-word order:
"continue."
