In the eyes of many family wizards, we can see that the small medicine bottle crossed an arc and cracked on the ground in the poisonous fog with a crash.
Then, with a burst of explosion like an open fire falling into the dust, the strange flame like a fluid spread rapidly directly in the poisonous fog.
In the blink of an eye, everyone saw that the poisonous fog in front of them had completely turned into a large sea of bright blue flames. The extremely dazzling light made people couldn't help raising their hands to cover their eyes.
What is puzzling is that those flames seem to be burning violently, and any space where toxic fog exists must not escape their embezzlement. But where the flame passed, the grass, trees and even grasshoppers and insects were as alive as at first.
Looking at the sea of fire burning away quickly to the other end of the poison fog, all the Wizards couldn't help looking at each other - what kind of flame was it that only worked for the poison fog?
"Is this the magic flame made by the master specifically for this poisonous fog? We just saw the master and the flame flying dragon flying over the sky..." one of the older family wizards was surprised, "it's true that the master can study the means to restrain this poisonous fog in such a short time... But what kind of flame is this?"
As he spoke, he wanted to get closer, but he was immediately stopped by another wizard.
"Don't go," the young man said hurriedly, "I know this medicine bottle that releases the magic flame. I've seen it in the black market of British magic circles before - this kind of magic flame only uses magic as fuel and has strong adhesion, so I can't touch it casually!"
Hearing the family wizards behind them, they couldn't help discussing the fierce fire bottle. In fact, the short haired witch could understand everyone's mood. After all, they have studied the spreading poison fog here for a long time, but they still can't find any solution.
However, this is not the time to talk about this.
"The owner just said that this is the fierce fire bottle, which is Mr. McLean's work." she first explained briefly, and then continued, "well, don't say that first! We'll go back to the castle right now - Mr. arkinbad, the president of the Federation, is stationed there, and we'd better go there."
When other family wizards heard the speech, they immediately felt some doubts.
"Well... What about the master? Shouldn't we help the master deal with the snake monster?"
"The owner doesn't need help," the short haired witch waved her hand decisively. "On the contrary... Although I don't know why the owner will come in person, he must prefer us to go back and protect the safety of the young lady than let us stay and help!"
Mr. brova's concern for Willie was well known in the family. As soon as they heard it, they immediately understood the idea of the short haired witch.
Not long after, the family Wizards of brova Castle immediately responded in unison:
"Yes! Keep Miss safe!"
……
"Huh?"
Just as the family wizards had moved away from the foothills and turned back to the castle, Mr. brova, who was waiting at the other end of the poison fog, turned his head and glanced at it.
And then, he seemed quite relieved to show a slightly undetectable smile.
These family Wizards of the brova family, in fact, only a small half of them are really brova.
No way, even if it is the first wizard family in France with the inheritance of ancient wizards, it is impossible to select such a large number of powerful wizards only by their own members.
However, even those long-term hired wizards with a different surname are quite loyal to the whole brova family, which is a great achievement for him as the head of the family.
"It seems that it was the right choice to choose Louise as the consul general."
To say whether nabajid akinbad is trustworthy or not, the answer is certainly yes in terms of the other party's decisions up to now and its close relationship with Maka.
But for Mr. brova, who regarded his daughter's safety more important than his own life, no matter how much trust he could trust, he would not easily leave the castle.
The reason why he came to the Monegasque border in person this time was actually his decision after weighing the pros and cons many times.
One of them is naturally aginbad, the president of the Federation, and the other is the ancient wizard halbo.
Looking at the bright blue flame extending rapidly from afar, until now, most of the whole poisonous fog has become a raging flame. Even because the burning was too intense, some of them had completely dissipated.
Brova seemed to think it was almost time, even when he said:
"Mr. halber, aren't you going to come out and see me?"
With the aid of the sound reinforcement mantra, brova's voice spread far away and echoed leisurely among the foothills. But after a moment, he didn't get any response.
"Aren't you ready to come out yet?" asked brova suddenly. "If you don't show up again, this basilisk will have to stop!"
After saying this, he stopped waiting and suddenly waved his hand.
"Absorb the flame!"
This is not a spell, but an order from blova.
At the moment when he gave his instructions, great changes suddenly took place in the still burning blue flame.
A huge flame vortex suddenly formed in the middle of the fire sea, pulled the surrounding bright blue flame in at a very fast speed and sucked it into the center of the fire vortex.
But more than ten seconds later, the orange flame flying dragon brought by blova has turned into gurgling blue.
In front of the flying dragon, the originally majestic snake monster was embarrassed because the flame of the fierce fire bottle kept burning.
The latter must be more bad than good.
"If you would rather lose a basilisk than continue to hide, I'm not polite."
Thinking about it, brova suddenly waved his back hand and saw the flying dragon with blue flame rushing towards the snake monster. When it bypassed the snake's kiss and bit on the snake monster, with the sound of Zizi burning, the latter seemed to roll violently with pain.
Unfortunately, as a pure flame polymer centered on the will of the summoner, one of the characteristics of the flame flying dragon is that it is not afraid of hand to hand combat. If the spirit of the master is strong enough, repeated repair and rebirth is not a problem at all.
In ancient times, mediocre wizards stood out in the battle with many magical biological races with strong talents by virtue of the two research systems of summoning and regular magic.
Not to mention the difficulty of regular runes, we can know the far-reaching influence of ancient summoning by seeing that most of the best modern wizards are proficient in deformation. Even if it is lost in the vast majority of wizard groups, the basic theory of summoning has been handed down with the changes of the times.
That is, when the flame flying dragon bit the snake monster's body and left deep visible bone burning marks on its anti magic body, a figure finally appeared silently next to the two fighting.
"Kerala -"
Suddenly, the land around the flame flying dragon suddenly raised two arms, then extended upward and firmly grasped its neck.
Although the blue flame on the flying dragon is constantly burning the palm condensed by the earth and rock, it is trying to struggle, but it can't get rid of it.
At the next moment, the two giant hands suddenly made an effort to break the neck of the flame flying dragon.
"I guessed you must be there."
Brova did not show any surprise.
Seeing him raise his hand, the remnant body of the flame flying dragon immediately turned into a flame, crossed continuously from the air, and gathered around him again.
"It's not hard to guess, is it?"
There is no doubt that halbo is the one who shows his body around the basilisk.
Instead of seeing Mr. brova, he first glanced at the Basilisk next to him. It can be seen that there is a terrible scar on the snake monster at the moment, but there is not even a trace of blood because of the high temperature.
The wound... And even a deep spine were scorched.
"To tell you the truth, I don't know whether to be happy or angry?"
Haier Bo seemed to be talking to himself without looking back:
"I thought it would be the young man named McClain who came here, but I didn't expect... It's amazing that there are several wizards who inherit spirit summoning in this era."
Brova just smiled when he heard the speech.
Although the magic inherited from ancient times is indeed powerful, in fact, modern magic spells may not be very weak.
There are always peaks and valleys in the changes of the times. Only those who see this clearly will understand that the future magic spell will not be impossible to surpass the ancient magic.
At the beginning, a generation of famous wizard Merlin saw this possibility.
Of course, in this magic low tide, it may be too early to talk about this.
Brova directly ignored the second half of halbo's sentence, but followed his first half:
"In fact, I also think it might be McLean... Of course, if I didn't come."
Hearing what he said, halber turned around and looked at him from a distance.
"In other words, are you going to fight me instead of McLean? Unfortunately, although I don't mind discussing the mystery of summoning with you, but..."
As soon as this sentence was finished, brovaden knew that he was still wrong about Haier Bo's idea. Seeing him waving, he wanted to command the flame flying dragon to stop, but he still couldn't catch up with the other party who resolutely chose to leave.
I just felt a sudden wave in space, and Haier Bo disappeared in place with the injured snake monster.
"... let's wait for the next time!"