Chapter 405

The sky is burning!

The color of the cloud is more than ten times as red as the rain.

A drop!

Two drops!

The red rain drips and drips. Before it's near, there will be a pressing heat wave.

"That's..."

Kahn's pupils contracted, shocked to the extreme,

"magma, it's magma rain, hide, hide, hurry!"

They were completely shocked, looking at the red raindrops falling from the sky, showing endless despair.

Magma is falling in the sky!

That's what happens in a dream.

The red rain is falling more and more, covering the whole island. The seemingly solid barrier only lasted for a few seconds, and then it broke apart. Magma fell on the ground, burning stones and wood, and the ancient city walls gradually melted away.

Someone was hit by raindrops and cried out for help. The whole castle was on fire.

More and more magma, such as torrential rain, converges on the ground to form a river. If it goes on like this, even if it hides in the basement, it will be burned alive.

Kahn McDougall looked down at him, his face no longer firm, but decadent and powerless.

"It's not human power!"

"Devil

"Only the devil in hell has this magic."

"Sivorn!"

Kahn raised his head and roared, "are you going to destroy the family? They are all your family and friends. You have to watch them die in the fire. "

"I gave you a chance, twice."

Sivorn, with two horns growing above her head, is suspended above. The surrounding demons isolate the raindrops above. Her pupils turn into lava like color, without any human emotion.

"You give up, dear uncle Kahn, all this is caused by you. When you disobey McDougall's family precepts and attack your own niece, your fate is doomed."

"The ancient Gaelic blood will be cut off today. It's up to you."

"I hate it

Kahn hissed and roared, like the wind possessed, "sivorn, I will not let you go, McDougall will not be defeated in my hands."

"Wake up, ancient spirit, ancient Gaelic sleeping in the fire, take up arms to protect their homeland."

Strauss Kahn jumped up and threw out the dragon's staff filled with all the magic.

When the staff is broken, the javelin is usually put into the brazier.

The fire suddenly rose and turned into a five meter high red gate. Ancient heroes with different shapes and weapons came out of the gate. They looked up at the darkness and charged to the sky like fearless warriors.

The lava fell on them, and it bounced away in an instant.

Ancient spirits are not pure energy bodies, but guardians of soul, will, courage, divinity, sacrifice and magic. They have strong physical resistance, immunity to most magic, and natural restraint against dark creatures.

It's good for the ordinary magic family to have an ancient spirit. Only the ancient people like McDougall can make dozens of ancient spirits.

The spirits rushed into the sky, and the dark clouds all showed signs of cracking. The divine light they scattered almost lit up the sky.

Sivorn rarely shows a dignified color. She knows better than anyone about the fighting power of ancient heroes. One of the reasons is that she doesn't retaliate against her uncle.

But it doesn't matter.

Whether it is ancient spirit, or other extreme magic, in front of the great king of Banshee are vulnerable.

"My master, please show your strength, let the weak human see how small they are."

The dark clouds are surging, constantly compressing inward. Gradually, a skeleton face composed of clouds emerges.

The face is huge, nearly 1000 meters long and wide, with terrifying energy waves in the sky, cheeks falling down, bloodthirsty, brutal and a little impatient greed.

It opens its mouth, and the terrible suction comes from it, just like an abyss vortex that devours everything.

The ancient heroes were fearless and did not retreat. Instead, they pulled out their weapons and threw themselves into the whirlpool one by one, just as they had done thousands of years ago, to fight with the devil to the death.

The people hiding in the castle lean out their heads and look at the sky nervously. They are looking forward to the spirits breaking through the darkness and bringing light. Unfortunately, the reality is always different from the dream.

The skeleton face in the sky burps with satisfaction, just like a laborer who has enough to eat and drink.

Seeing this scene, Kahn collapsed to the ground, pale, showing endless despair.

The mcdougels!

This is the end of the Gaelic lineage that passed down thousands of years ago.

……

An hour later, on the ruins of the lava castle, sivorn, who has evolved into a demon, releases his brother's body and sends the last trace of Gaelic blood into the giant crystal above."Well done, my loyal servant. Now it's my turn to repay you."

Crystal burst out dazzling red light, bang, broken, blood in mid air rolling, burning, remove residue, bit by bit condensed, gradually, a tall figure emerged.

The slender demon's two horns rush straight into the sky, and below it is a gorgeous face, which seems to combine the advantages of all female creatures in the world. At a glance, it can't help but feel the ripples.

Her skin is fiery red, perfectly integrated with her sexy body. Her back is inlaid with a bunch of wings, which brings waves of heat. Her body is very high, nearly three meters, but it doesn't look majestic. On the contrary, it gives people a delicate feeling. Her body is too perfect. Her limbs are slender, and her curves are exquisite. The big ones are big, and the small ones are small It's clothes.

The king of the Banshee doesn't care about human etiquette. When she appears, there is only a small piece of black cloth covering the secret parts. Other places are completely exposed to the air, especially the two mountains on her chest. They stand tall and upright, with thin hair. Not to mention the strong and powerful young people, even the old man who walks on the rotten wood will stand upright with a long gun.

Looking at the figure in front of him, sivorn could not help stepping back two steps

"master, you How could you? "

Crone reaches out her finger to hook up sivorn's chin. When she bends down, two fiery red peaks appear in front of her like cannonballs. Sivorn's face turns red and looks to one side.

My chest is not small, but compared with her, it is table tennis and bowling.

Cluck, cluck, cluck!!!

Crone laughed wantonly, and the peak trembled with his body, setting off a wave of fiery red flesh,

"my servant, I want to thank you. Without you, how can I get rid of hell and feel the long lost coolness."

"In return, I will find ancient books and occupy the world."

Sivorn frowned,

"aren't you going to tell me where the ancient books are? How... "

"Poor sivorn, I'm the only one who can find ancient books in the world. How can I help you find ancient books if I don't come to the earth?"

The girl was stunned and understood all of them in a flash,

"you You're lying to me

Don't deceive your mother by rocking her fingers

"What do you mean? How can you be my mother? Who are you