Golden light gradually emerged from Victor's body, and his eyes shone with golden light.
As the breath rotates, the surrounding air begins to tremble continuously, rushing towards the surroundings like ripples.
Feeling the constant flow of power on his body, Victor felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.
[Victor: Cravenna] Lv: 43 - lv: 45 [Upgrade status improving - Remaining time 1:59:50]
HP: 16000+5000 [Equip Gaia]/21000
MP: 17500/19000
It is hard to imagine that an attribute with a health volume that is much higher than the mana volume would appear on a mage.
He carefully felt that this relaxed body had bonuses in basically all aspects of its attributes.
Probably raised the level by two levels.
Counting the experience points accumulated before, he can use this ability to temporarily reach level 45 attributes.
This is Mrs. Cassana's ability [upgrade].
However, it is now owned by Vega.
Even the power of the Heritage Temple can be stolen by Vega.
Madam Cassana's abilities are nothing more than a gift passed down from her thin sacred blood.
The soldiers trembled as they looked at Victor's rising momentum.
The man standing in front of them was already very powerful. How powerful would he become under Mrs. Kasana's [upgrade]?
They dare not even think about it.
Victor didn't care what those soldiers thought, turned around and looked at Elsa who fell on the ground.
He leaned down, stretched out a hand, grabbed Elsa's chin, and forced her head up.
Seeing the expression of humiliation, hatred and unwillingness intertwined on her face, there was no wave in my heart.
"So, what are you struggling with, Elsa?"
Victor's demonic voice rang in Elsa's ears, breaking down Elsa's psychological defenses step by step.
"You have to sacrifice yourself to save everyone here."
"Or."
"Let everyone here be buried with you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door suddenly opened.
Outside, a new group of warriors rushed in again.
They are well-equipped, with their bodies wrapped in various steel armors flowing with magic, and they hold shining guns in their hands.
Aurelion couldn't understand these novel things at all. She could only watch helplessly as the soldiers gathered nearby and pointed the black muzzles at Victor.
A strong man wearing incomplete armor slowly walked in.
That was the guard outside the door just now, and his body also exuded an extremely powerful fourth-level aura.
The blood gradually emerged from the body, and the body swelled slightly, looking like a wild beast.
The two powerful momentums collided together, causing the surrounding air to bend slightly.
Soon, his eyes looked around.
The first batch of soldiers who came to support them all fell to the ground, like puppets that had lost control, completely sinking into the ground.
Mrs. Kasana's eyes were broken, and she was sitting there on her knees, lifeless.
Elsa was also held by Victor's chin with one hand and lifted up, as if she was being forced.
Seeing this, the man understood what was happening so far.
He looked at Victor, who exuded the aura of a strong man.
"Victor Klevenner, you have committed a heinous crime! Why don't you just let it go?"
He waved his big hand, and the subordinates wearing fine armor immediately became alert, and blue fluorescence flowed on the gun body.
"Do you want to taste what it feels like to be beaten into a sieve?"
Victor did not look back, but glanced at the waiting warriors behind him with his ruthless peripheral vision.
"It seems that they didn't give you a chance to save them."
He lowered his hand, letting Elsa hang weakly into the soil again.
The cloak on his body burned under the slightly trembling golden light, and the extremely violent flames stabbed towards the sky, gradually lighting up the red lines.
The red lines gradually climbed up from his skin, passed through his shoulders and neck, and went around his eyes.
"Then, there is no need for me to continue playing around with you."
Suddenly, an extremely shocking breath burst out along with the heat, filling the entire space.
Before Victor could turn around, the fourth-level warrior felt the unparalleled crisis, widened his eyes, and gave orders to the soldiers:
"Quick! Attack!"
As soon as the words fell, countless soldiers pulled the triggers, and the blue firelight that reached the sky flashed violently.
The endless projectiles were mixed with the glimmer of magic power, and the hot air mixed with magic power made people feel extremely dull.
The blue bullets drew smooth trajectories in the air, hitting Victor at high speed.
However, Victor just waved his hand casually.
A wall of flames pulled up from the ground out of thin air and stopped in front of Victor.
The moment those blue bullets touched the wall of fire, they were completely burned into powder and dissipated in the air.
But the soldiers did not stop attacking. It was not clear whether it was because of fear or the excitement that made them even more enthusiastic.
Even the action of loading bullets is much faster.
The fire continued to flash, and the attacks continued.
Aurelion crouched behind Victor and covered her ears with her hands.
But even if he covered his ears, the shocking sound still kept coming into his ears.
Shock and doubt arose in her heart, making Aurelion feel very confused.
What kind of weapon is that?
Finally, the thick wall of flame seemed to be about to disappear.
The soldiers seemed to have seen a slim hope, and the commander also seemed extremely excited, shouting:
"Keep it all going! He won't last long!"
The violent hail of bullets rushed towards the wall of flames, and they did not care whether the bullets would be consumed at all.
However, the flame that seemed to be about to dissipate was like a wall of sighs, blocking all the projectiles.
It can't be penetrated at all!
Only Victor's voice sounded faintly behind the wall of fire.
"Does this deserve to be called firepower?"
After the words fell, Victor's movements finally changed.
He put one hand in his pocket, leaning sideways, and raised the other hand, making a pistol gesture.
There seemed to be little sparks appearing on the fingertips.
A complex red formation began to be constructed in mid-air, and the exquisite and complex and harmonious lines gradually began to connect with each other to form an extremely regular formation.
Energy began to gather towards the center of the formation, and the sparks gradually gathered together.
The trembling flames in the center of the array became more and more fierce and rapid.
The surrounding air gradually began to fluctuate, and sparks scattered in all directions, as if the power could not be controlled.
Elsa raised her head. The sense of crisis felt by her who was closest to her was even stronger.
Suddenly, her eyes widened and she shouted quickly.
"Victor! I promise..."
"late."
The voice of despair sounded in Elsa's ears, blocking her last words.
She stared blankly at the light radiating from the tips of Victor's fingers, and in a daze, she seemed to hear a sound.
An indifferent whisper.
"Bang."
As he finished speaking, a ray of golden fire shot out from Victor's fingers, like a flame surging in the barrel of a gun.
Accompanied by a strong sonic boom, instantly! An extremely wild red light, like the sun, covered the entire space.
The blazing pillar of fire surged toward the enemy like a ferocious beast.
Tongues of fire danced.
When the commander saw this extremely powerful magic, his eyes were splitting, and he ordered loudly:
"Defend! Defend quickly!"
Countless soldiers stepped forward, took out a shield flowing with blue magic from their backs, and stood in front of them.
A blue light gradually connected them, and a blue energy shield slowly rose from the ground.
[Blue array interception]
The soldiers shouted violently, and the huge barrier seemed to resist the powerful flames coming from them.
But the next second, the violent flames contained endless energy, seeming to completely swallow up the barrier.
Violent flames surrounded them, making a terrible crackling sound.
The white blazing light was like a nuclear explosion.
Devouring all the countless people present.
【Yam Duan's resentment】
The surrounding ruins were illuminated by flames, smoke filled the air, and the screams from the enemies stopped abruptly.
Only Victor was still standing in the reddish-brown light, and the light of the flames reflected in his eyes, like the Rondo of the fire elves.
Aurelion and Elsa watched the whole thing from a safe position.
At this moment, there was only shock in their hearts.
War magic.
They have never seen any mage who can release such powerful war magic so calmly by himself.
With dust on her face, Elsa looked at the flames that continued to roll forward in shock.
In my mind, one thought occupied everything.
Awe.
Finally, the fire gradually dissipated.
The red stripes on Victor's body gradually subsided, and the windbreaker regained its color, dimmed, and swayed in the wind.
He stood calmly in front of the giant pillar of fire, his finger still pointing in the direction of the enemy, as if declaring victory.
The pillar of fire gradually dispersed.
The soldiers in front had long since disappeared under the surging flames.
A large number of firearms and weapons were melted by the flames, the red molten iron sank to the ground, and even the human body was completely evaporated.
The seemingly invincible barrier only withstood part of the damage from this magic.
Many warriors still retain the charred flesh and blood of the upper half of their bodies.
But their lower bodies were reduced to ashes in the flames and scattered with sparks.
They were dead, but only half a body was left behind.
Those warriors who had been restrained by Victor just broke free, but were completely overwhelmed by a fierce flame and died gloriously.
Not even a complete skeleton was left.
Only the fourth-level leader was left, dying after his whole body was burned by flames.
Victor walked up to him step by step.
Looking at him with extremely cold eyes.
He didn't even have time to beg for mercy.
The next second.
A ball of flame flew from Victor's hand to his body.
Gradually swallowing up the last bit of his life.
Victor turned around, no longer looking at the warrior who had turned into ashes.
Instead, he looked at Elsa, whose brain was already occupied by fear.
The voice sounded indifferently.
"last chance."
"Allegiance, or so."
"Buried with him."
