Chapter 537： rebellion nine

Suddenly, Ladis Setia's emerald green pupils burst into a breathtaking light, but her childlike holes did not gather at a certain point in front of her. The same long green hair floated as if not affected by gravity.

The guards who saw such a vision for the first time felt it was unbelievable. They opened their eyes wide and watched the mysterious scene in the middle of the camp without blinking, as if they had forgotten that they were surrounded by the approaching fire. There were also people who followed Paul through the incident where the lunatic mage blocked the way, and they couldn't help but think of the thrills at that time. At that time, it was this green witch who blocked the fatal blow of the lunatic mage.

Miss Witch's lips opened and closed quickly, and she was chanting words. The syllables she uttered contained a special rhythm. Accompanied by this kind of chanting that has no clear meaning to ordinary people, a faint light began to appear around the Witch. Take a closer look. , Those are dots of starlight—or dots of light—floating beside the witch, against the backdrop of the night, they are like those luminescent algae in the pure lake water.

Gradually, there are more and more floating light spots, they are connected and converged with each other, as if forming a cylindrical barrier of light around the witch.

The witch continued to sing, and the barrier of light surrounding her became thicker and thicker, and the brightness she emitted became stronger and stronger, and finally reached a level that people could not look directly at. To Paul next to her, it looked like a Larger-sized incandescent tubes generally stand there.

It was at this time that the billowing heat waves came from all directions, and the people who were attracted by the witch's spell came back to their senses, and only then did they realize what a terrible purgatory they had been in.

Everything around the camp, whether it is trees, vines, flowers, weeds, or even rocks, has been ignited, and the raging fire is attached to them, frantically absorbing organic matter, and then making itself grow taller.

Looking out from the camp, countless flames have converged into a boundless crimson sea, the birds fall powerlessly, letting the flames swallow them, and the beasts scurry back and forth in despair, finally unable to escape Burning pain.

Even after witnessing the inconceivable magic of Miss Demon Head, everyone who saw this scene could not help but fall into great despair.

Fear from instinct makes many people start to pray to the gods silently.

The flaming sea seemed to have discovered the fish that slipped through the net in this small camp, and the raging waves formed by the raging flames rushed towards them. Before the flames came the same deadly thick smoke. Everyone could smell the choking smell, and they couldn't help covering their mouths and noses with their hands, and a strong sense of suffocation followed.

"go!"

At this critical moment, the witch in the middle of the camp suddenly yelled, and the barrier of light surrounding her suddenly began to expand. It was too late and then fast, and in just a few seconds, the continuously spreading cylindrical light wall passed through everyone's body, and finally stopped at a radius of about 10 meters, just wrapping everyone in. The light wall after diffusion can no longer be called a wall, perhaps it is more appropriate to call it a membrane, and it is far less dazzling than before. From the eyes of everyone, it seems that I am in a big glass cover.

At this moment, the raging waves of the sea of ​​flames swept in, but it was strange to say that the flames stopped after hitting the seemingly thin transparent light film, and could no longer move forward.

Moreover, the people sheltered within the light film no longer smell the suffocating smoke, as if the air was suddenly purified.

Paul sat down on the ground, what a disaster.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm, surprised that he was sweating so much, and he didn't know whether he was scared or hot. Fortunately, the surrounding air is no longer as hot as before.

Ladis Setia, my amulet! My Goddess! Paul almost yelled out regardless of his image.

He really wanted to hug the green-haired witch, but when he turned around to look at her, Radi closed his eyes tightly again, sitting cross-legged on the ground, motionless.

Maybe she was in a state of high mental tension at this time. Paul glanced at the light film that blocked the flames. This should take effect after the caster himself has to maintain it at all times. It is better not to disturb her.

All the people looked like they had survived the catastrophe. They were sitting or lying on the ground, panting heavily, letting their almost exhausted bodies rest.

…

"Paul Greiman!"

At the mouth of the Rabbit Valley, Dimiter Warren yelled at the burning forest.

"tyrant!"

"The only husband!"

"This is your final fate! This is your retribution for killing my son! This is the consequence of your harsh treatment of the people."

Old Warren had a cheerful expression of revenge.

"This flame is my will, this flame is my incarnation, it will burn you into a pile of useless dregs! Hahahaha!"

"Master Graham!" Fergus muttered in a low voice while staring at the flames in a daze, but the Lord Gramain he was talking about was Paul's father.

"I am very sorry that your heir has gone astray. He has completely violated your teachings and turned into a self-willed and tyrannical ruler. I... have to send him before you."

"If you know it in heaven, please rest assured that a new lord will also be born in your family's blood, and the Greiman family will continue to rule this land."

The fire was rising and dancing in front of them, but there was a river between them, so old Warren, Fergus and their subordinates were not afraid at all.

The flames continued to soar, dance, and converge.

Gather?

Old Warren and Fergus, who noticed the abnormality, stared wide-eyed.

Yes, the flames on the other side of the river are gathering together, more specifically, they are twisting together like a whirlwind, like an upside-down typhoon roll.

How could this be?

Old Warren and Fergus looked at each other They had seen all kinds of fires in their decades of life, but they had never seen such a strange phenomenon.

Fergus suggested, "Maybe we should go back first. The fire is so big that Graman inside is dead. Why don't we go back and have a good sleep, and check it out after dawn."

In fact, he had some bad premonitions in his heart.

Old Warren nodded, "You're right, I think so too."

"Ah-ah-ah-"

Terrified voices sounded around, it was their subordinates shouting.

"The devil! The fiery devil is coming!"

Fergus looked at the burning forest on the other side in horror.

The whirlwind of flames changed, like a giant snake that was hunting for food, its huge body jumped over the river, and rushed towards them fiercely.

then that flame