Chapter 705. Hei Yan’s Demonic Body

Style: Fantasy Author: Remains of the old swordWords: 2285Update Time: 24/02/20 09:01:04
The root systems that supported the body of the Final Beast and returned it to the surface lost their original value at this moment, and burned into ashes in the fire that rose for no reason.

Feeling the heat wave rising in the air, everyone who realized something was wrong quickly looked towards the mountain forest, only to see a huge fire burning in the forest at some point.

The blazing fire spread crazily, swallowing up everything around it in the blink of an eye. Fires billowed in the night sky, smoke filled the sky, fiery winds blew across the earth, and people fled in panic.

The sky was dimmed by the diffuse smoke and dust, and the doomsday-like scene was clearly presented in front of everyone at this moment.

Artoris's desperate eyes passed through the fiery battlefield and looked towards the location of the Final Beast. Against the backdrop of the nine-colored rays of light, its chaotic and huge figure looked like a hot iron that had just escaped from the scorching iron, or when it was just rising. Like the sun, it releases absolute heat and shines on the entire earth.

The four sides of the surface of the Final Beast began to melt, and a large amount of magma spewed out from the surrounding cracks. As the terrifying heat wave spread, a large area centered on the Final Beast was transformed into a lava landscape.

Ten miles, one hundred miles, five hundred miles...

The deadly heat wave surged forward in a manner visible to the naked eye, and the blazing flames burned in the night sky, unstoppable like a wild horse, and instantly reduced everything within sight to nothing.

The "Nightmare" heretic, who had extremely strong flame resistance and mastered the ability to fly, was still able to save his life in this disaster, but the vast majority of people active on the battlefield were not so lucky.

Either they were swallowed up by the blazing fire, or they lost their footing and fell into the lava without any bones left. In just a few dozen seconds, they far exceeded the confrontation with the "Nightmare" Legion. The number of casualties caused shocked everyone who witnessed it. .

There are still no less than 500,000 Alliance forces stationed here, and the field of lava is about to spread. If no immediate stop is made, this place will become a purgatory on earth in a few moments.

The Ice Witch took a step forward, her ice blue staff suspended in mid-air. As she raised her plain hand lightly, the staff in front of her suddenly burst into dazzling white-gold light.

"Dance, Ice Spirit of Winterseggia!"

The vast expanse of blue sea, the prison that restrains the raging waves in all directions, the cold and fire-possessed people, offer a hymn to the final performance of the cold weather at the end of the year, the eternal calamity of ice and cold - "Boundless Frost"! ! ! 』

The ice condensed here was like an evil ghost breaking free from its cage, turning into a biting storm and sweeping towards the incoming heat wave.

However, even the resistance made by the controller of the strongest ice magic power was completely unable to stop the fire from spreading wantonly. But even so, the Ice Witch did not choose to give up. There were ripples of sweat on her fair face, as if the tension and anxiety in her heart were increasing, and it was like the countdown of the countdown to collapse, dripping down drop by drop. .

The city wall built by Afrot was the first to be unable to withstand the impact of the heat wave, and collapsed in the baptism of fire and frost. Then it became part of the surrounding environment, smashed into the magma and burned away.

Even with the continuous release of the Ice King's magic power, people present could still feel the sweeping heat wave. Magicians and priests used magic to spread protective barriers in an attempt to make a final resistance.

Hundreds of top experts who had returned from the front line of the battlefield also joined them immediately. A group of magicians jointly used the strongest control magic, including Nerubana and Celica. Holding the magic shield high in one hand, he performed stunts and stood at the front of the crowd.

They carried their own beliefs and honors. Although the shouts and screams were mixed together, the belief in moving forward bravely for victory supported their bodies until the last moment of their lives.

This is a battle related to the fate of all people. In this fierce battlefield, there is only a choice between life and death, no compromise, and no retreat.

However, that power is too powerful. Even if all parties of the race have put aside their past prejudices and united as one to match the creation called "Endgame", their power is still too small.

"It's really embarrassing, everyone!"

At the last moment of life and death, a faint, unfamiliar and childish voice came without any warning, causing everything around him to fall into an eerie silence as if it had never happened.

Time did not stand still, but the forces of both sides mysteriously stopped competing at this moment, as if they were making way for the initiator of this change, which surprised everyone present.

"What exactly is this...?"

Unlike the Ice Witch, whose magic was out of her control and was stunned in place, the old Wind King could not help but shudder, and then turned his attention to a place in the center of the battlefield that was still intact on the surface.

In the raging fire that rose up into the sky, the owner of the voice appeared naturally. The old man, the Wind King, recognized the identity of the other person at a glance. Whether it was his thin figure or the bone staff he held in his hand, he looked like someone. It was confirmed that the opponent was the "Demon Body of Black Yama" who had fought with them before.

However, the face of the visitor was a big surprise.

The gray cloak he was wearing was burned in the fire, but what was revealed was not the skinny old man that everyone expected, but a petite gray-haired lolita with delicate features like porcelain!

The girl was wearing a red and black Gothic skirt, and the hem of the skirt fluttered gently in her footsteps. In the firelight, it looked like a flower dyed with blood, exuding a mysterious and weird atmosphere.

Her eyes, which were like blood rubies, looked at the place where the Final Beast was. She bit her thumb with her mouth and let the blood drip down and merge into the land beneath her feet.

"Originally, I wanted to drag everyone into the Dark Realm, but that would have too many things to take into consideration. It is better to directly reverse the Dark Realm to reality, just like now."

The girl's elegant voice fell, and the world suddenly stretched outwards. Then a pair of entangled and shadowy hands appeared from a higher dimension to hold the world, as if holding a picture scroll. Then the big hands suddenly turned the world upside down with a powerful force. change.

After a period of dizziness, everyone present suddenly discovered that the surrounding scenery had undergone tremendous changes. The night sky, where the bright moon was hanging high and illuminated by nine-colored light, was now completely plunged into darkness. Although the scene around him looked exactly the same as before, the land beneath his feet was no longer full of life.

The raging heat wave is no longer there, and the lava and magma everywhere are now covered by the dark green hard surface, which no longer poses a threat to anyone.

"You can actually do this, coming from the dark side of the world?!" Looking around at the scene around him, Afrot was filled with surprise.

"I can't hold on for too long, don't live up to what I have done." The girl turned her head and reminded everyone, a tear of blood fell from the corner of her eye as she spoke.

"I am the Black Yama Demon Body, the Shadow King. Can you fight for me?" The girl looked sideways, her lazy eyes scanning one side without emotion.

Although no voice responded, countless dark shadows rose from the battlefield immediately.

As if responding to the call of the Lord, the shadow army, which is more powerful and larger than the skeleton army, assembles in this dark realm that belongs exclusively to the Yin King.