What exactly happened after that, the girl no longer knows. She only knows that the moment they made the choice to throw themselves into the flames, their wills were crushed by an unprecedented power - burned to nothing.
"What on earth is...what's going on?" Senis held the staff in both hands and stood up with difficulty with the support of the little human boy Abel. She looked up and saw in horror that her companions fell on the water one by one. The figure whose life or death was uncertain had its pupils trembling violently.
It was clearly in the most watery area, but it was as hot and suffocating as if you were in a volcanic crater. The air is getting hotter as time goes by, everything is evaporating, everything is being burned, witnessing the two seniors falling in front of him one after another, the boy holding the holy sword uses all the magic power tumbling in his body to increase his vitality and open up the situation.
However, his opponent, the King of Flame, has already raised his hand, and now that's the end of the matter, this intensifying drama is gradually approaching its irreversible end.
The flames were still falling behind him, and a ferocious "scar" was forcibly torn open in the vast sea surface under the raging heat wave, isolating the two sides of the confrontation with the appearance of an abyss.
If he lowered his head and looked down, there were endless fire lines of burning curses running through the abyss. The young man immediately realized the nature of this "abyss" created by the other party.
"Leidenhal-senpai, Timifia-senpai, are you okay!?" In the center of the whirlpool of death, the brave man who was sure that none of his companions had died, waved his sword directly at the enemy and asked in a deep voice.
"I still have some strength left, but I'm afraid my injuries won't allow me to put up any more resistance." Timifia gritted her teeth and reported reluctantly as she slowly climbed up from the ground, holding her scorched arms. out of one's own embarrassment.
"Meama of Dragon Flame, it seems that we have seriously underestimated the strength of our opponent. This guy is probably the top among all king-level beings." Even Leidenhal did not want to admit it, but the other party just They were subdued with just a few moves. From this point alone, Yan Wang's strength was completely beyond his knowledge.
"Charlie, re-confirm the situation, formulate a plan for another attack, and perform an analysis of the enemy's abilities!" The strange-colored eyes looked directly at the enemy who was approaching step by step through the miserable soul fire, but still could not appear. The pre-reading made Gretel's expression suddenly become solemn.
"Command to answer, and the information obtained is still in vain." The forest fairy who mastered the analytical eye frowned and thought lightly, and then once again told the disappointing result.
"Where's your real name? Can you find out?"
"Meama of Kizuna Named Dragon Flame, now try to decipher it and get the results...wait!" The accurate detective obtained the information, but before Charlie could excitedly reveal the results, she analyzed the thoughts that emerged from the depths of her mind. At the name, her pupils suddenly contracted.
"Charlie, what's wrong?!"
"The analysis results are accurate, the target is Stantrall!"
"Stantrall, that's not...!"
"Three-pointed sky - King of Dragon God Style Swordsman!" After Leidenhaar said this name, not only Gretel, but also everyone present who had not yet fallen showed a look of shock.
"Are you kidding? Meiama of Dragon Flame and Dragon God Style Sword King are the same person. How is this possible!" Timifia roared and shook her head in disbelief.
"The forest elf's dialysis talent can only hit the wall and cannot make mistakes. Even I can't believe it, but it is obviously the fact." The old man of the Wind King stroked his gray beard and determined Xia Xia with a serious look. Li gave the result, and at the same time waved his sleeves to cover her body with a whirlwind of magic power.
"The magician's true name is his lifeblood, and I have used magic to connect his true name with its cause and effect. Little girl, on top of this, try to rely on my magic power to analyze again, and at the same time narrow the scope of analysis to only obtain " "Blessing" and "Buff Status". "The Wind King said bluntly.
"As the spokesperson of fire, he would choose to fight with us in the boundless sea. He must be well prepared. Presumably this performance of strength is closely related to the above two."
"Received, the order is answered, and the blessing effects are obtained: [Blessing of the Supreme Species], [Blessing of the Sword King], [Blessing of the King of Dharma], [Blessing of the Flame Domain] and [Blessing of the Heavenly Tribulation] None of them took effect. And other buffs are also empty."
"How could it be!?" There was a huge gap between the facts and the speculation. After learning this information, even the experienced Feng King had a look of surprise in his eyes.
"The last exploration, since the gain is none, then read the negative status."
"The results are real, and the target bears the negative status: "Destruction of Laws", "Infinite Control", "Erosion of Water" and more than ten curses. "
"..."
There was silence all around, only the god who had the power of Jueyan smiled.
"This is not my domain, how can I gain anything?" As he spoke, blazing tongues of fire swept through the surrounding darkness, destroying the "mask" hidden under the abyss.
Facing the group of heroes who came forward with the intention of challenging him, Stantrall shook his head and shook away the haze covering his head, revealing the appearance of a man with skin that looked like red dragon scales.
With a slight movement of the stern sword eyebrows, a fire demon sword not far away seemed to obey the call, leaving the water and falling into his hand.
The visual disaster caused by the release of magic power reveals its ravaging fangs toward "those who step into the future." In an instant, two different streams of magic power turned into a red storm and swept in all directions.
"At this moment, the chosen one, if you have merged the ideals of all people into the only ambition, then look straight into the abyss, this is the Dragon God!"
The blazing sword set off a thousand huge waves. Faced with the impact of the huge wave, Leidenhalti reacted immediately with a finger of his sword, trying to resist the wave. However, before the Sword of Biyou came here, Condensed, a red sword light flashed from his eyes.
Without even being able to see what was happening in the process, Leidenhal's chest bloomed with a blood flower at this moment, and then he fell straight down.
"Hal!"
It was not an instantaneous move, but an absolute speed that surpassed everything. Not even Timifia's hysterical shout could be stopped, and another sword from Stantelal knocked her down.
In just the blink of an eye, I lost two powerful combatants. This scene was seen by the brave man.
Without hesitation, he took a step forward. Before the old man, the Wind King, would become the third person to fall in a pool of blood, the figure of the brave man had already stepped in front of him.
At this point, the huge waves had just crashed down, but in the turbulent waves, an extremely dangerous confrontation had already occurred for more than ten rounds.
A brave man is a brave man after all, and his strength is not limited to resilience and growth. Even if the "protection of the Realistic Eye" cannot have an effect on the guy in front of him, he can quickly become familiar with the opponent's movements after a few touches.
After a series of quick attacks, even someone as powerful as the Dragon God could not take advantage of him.
"So that's it. The strength of the brave does not come from skills and games, but from gains." One glance revealed the opponent's reliance. Stantelal chuckled, and then quickly left the place, and the next moment he left Seconds later, a powerful whirlwind broke through the water and rushed high into the sky from where he had previously landed.
Forced back by the Wind King's offensive, Stantelal took two steps back. Without any protection, he stood on the water like walking on thin ice with only the support of his fighting spirit.
"it's over."
The brave man and others still wanted to pursue, but as the dull voice fell, dozens of wounds appeared all over the bodies of the brave man and the Wind King, and the bright red blood instantly soaked their clothes and armor like a bursting dam. None of them have the power to fight back.
"Disappointing. Is this what you hoped for? The so-called brave men have not even reached the qualifications of the First Dragon God Style."
He said, dropped the sword in his hand, turned around and walked away.
"I will give you countless opportunities to challenge me, but don't expect me to be merciful every time."
At least this time, Stantelal had no intention of taking their lives. He left so freely, but left a stunned crowd in this boundless sea.
