"Is this the fire of doomsday? It doesn't look much better than the crystallization of doomsday."
Flames filled the air and smoke rose. Walking in the magic city turned into a sea of fire, rod looked at everything nearby and asked casually.
"Stupid mortal, if you don't even open your eyes, how can you understand the horror of the doomsday fire? With the guidance of the doomsday fire, visions will appear everywhere on the continent, even affecting the elemental plane."
Rod's words were exchanged for the sarcasm of the burning man beside him. The burning man's voice was sharp and did not hide the irony.
According to Fromm, what she called came from the depths of hell. The flame in the doomsday volcano was essentially different from the flame called by the doomsday crystal, but rod couldn't see it.
As she spoke, the spell casting action in the fireman's hand did not stop. She stretched out her hand and pointed to a burning building. She didn't know what she had done. The building suddenly came alive. The hard stone formed its body, and the flowing flame became the source of its life.
A stone monster shrouded in flames appeared in front of rod. After all this, the flame on the fireman was dim. It seemed that creating such a monster was not without loss to her. What appeared in front of rod was only the part he called through the ceremony, not Fulham's noumenon.
"How long can you hold on according to your current state?" rod asked voluntarily, as if he thought of something.
"There are about four or five spells like that just now, which is the limit of this body. If you just keep the flame burning, you won't have a problem for a few months."
Then the fire man looked at his body and said in a dissatisfied tone: "the sacrifice you provided is too bad to contain more magic elements. If you want me to give full play to my general strength, you must at least take out the sacrifice at the level of legendary mage."
Listening to the complaints from the burning man, rod just shrugged: "I'm sorry, but this is the best sacrifice that the chamber of commerce can buy. If you want the legendary mage as a sacrifice, why don't I go directly to hell to find your body?"
"Do you dare to come? I'm waiting for you in hell now. As long as you come, my body will personally go out and come here to help you." it seems that I thought of something. The burning man's eyes lit up and quickly suggested to rod.
"Forget it." rod pulled at the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be able to predict what would happen once he went to hell and saw the body of the burning man.
"Cut." listening to rod's words, the burning man gave a cry, then turned his head and looked at the magic city submerged by magma.
"It's said that this is the headquarters of the magic guild. What about those mages? Why haven't I seen a few decent mages so far?"
It seems that she thought of something and the fire man complained discontentedly, while rod was a little helpless and didn't meet a strong mage. This was a lucky thing, but it became a reason for the fire man's discontent. It seems that she still complains about her being threatened and doesn't want to end all this in peace.
"Those mages are going to the magic school to attend an important meeting. This is the time to defend emptiness, but when they know the news, they will return soon with space magic. We must hurry..."
"What did you do?"
Rod's words were just half said. Suddenly, he seemed to find something. He looked up at the top of the high tower. There, he saw the figures of two legendary mages.
One of them is the sage in red robe, while the other is the white haired aschor. They have just finished the half plane battle and cleared a group of savage creatures. As soon as they return to bracada, they see this very unexpected scene.
Looking at the magic city caught in the sea of fire, the sage at the top of the tower roared. He felt very angry about the destruction of his home. He completely forgot that they had just destroyed the homes of barbarians not long ago.
"What have you done?" looking at rod below, the sage roared. He stared at rod and wanted to get the answer he wanted from rod's mouth.
"I did what I should do." facing the question of the sage, rod said slowly. After getting the most wanted information from Rowling, rod didn't need to continue to disguise.
In the fireman's gloating eyes, rod waved the blade in his hand and bombarded the sage with strong lightning. However, before hitting, he was bounced off by a pure white barrier, and the lightning bombarded rod back.
With the blessing of the God of electricity pendant, rod avoided it and let the lightning bombard his body with a cold hum in his mouth.
Under the protection of the magic mirror, it takes a lot of effort to destroy a legendary mage remotely with the Titan's arrow. In case of a long time, it will be difficult to do things when the mages participating in the meeting return. The best way is to launch a surprise attack with instant movement.
However, the legendary mage's attainments in space magic are not comparable to those of ordinary magicians. As a famous sage of bracada, his refinement of space magic is even higher than that of ordinary legendary mages. If rod doesn't make a surprise attack with space magic, he will be suppressed by the sage in red, and it will be difficult to take effect for a time.
Among all legendary creatures, legendary mages are also the most difficult to deal with. Even the great demons are not necessarily their opponents, which is enough to explain their thorny degree to rod.
"It seems that you have nothing to do with him. What a pity." seeing rod stop in place for a while, the fireman laughed, "I don't know what you want to do, but when other mages return, you are doomed to fail."
"Who told you I'm going to do it myself?" rod didn't think so in the face of the sarcasm of the burning man.
Fulham was slightly stunned, and at the top of the tower, a new change came.
With the sound of a roar, the sage's body was immediately split, and the fried flesh and blood was pasted on the Hercules shield behind him, and what the Hercules shield blocked was the shape of Escher.
The sage never dreamed that ashquel, who was protected by him under the magic mirror, would suddenly attack him. He died under the spell before he even had time to take a precaution.
"What?" the burning man showed an unexpected look. She didn't expect that such a thing would happen. She looked at rod and ashquel in the air, with a look of doubt on her face.