Chapter 689

"Bang!"

The sound of explosion broke out over the land that had turned into a sea of fire, and the heat waves were rolling.

The sword, which turned into a golden meteor, was blown away by the flame wave for several times. It seemed to be bounced off. While spinning in mid air, it was far away from Luo Zhen again. It did not stop until it exited a long distance.

I don't know how many times this has happened.

Every time Lucifer's sword falls from the sky and turns into a golden meteor. When he wants to pierce Luo Zhen, the flames around him will rush forward like beasts. With the terrible high temperature, it will collide with the hot wind released by Lucifer, which will cause a violent explosion and blow it up.

In such a situation, Lucifer was not only unable to get close to Luo Zhen, but also was injured by repeated explosions. His original bright and dazzling body was full of scorched black marks, and some parts were spilling, and some gaps were appearing. They looked ragged, and there was no longer the gorgeous shape before.

The magic power on Lucifer was less and less, and the hot wind was weaker and weaker, which made the golden sword lose its driving force and levitation power, and it was on the verge of falling.

In this way, Lucifer has been able to stick to it until now. I have to say, it is really a miracle.

Even if the production is more precise, the puppet is ultimately a puppet. Under the real fire of the Ming king, even if it can hold up at the beginning, it must have been burned into a pile of ashes in the second collision?

But Lucifer insisted on so many encounters. It was really incredible.

No, it can't be said to be incredible.

Because, as long as people with high observation ability will find that every time the golden sword collides with the flame of red lotus, the former will weaken and be damaged, and the latter will reduce the power every time, maintaining a strength just enough to crush the former.

This is obviously the result of human manipulation.

It was not only Lucifer's confrontation, but also Bronson's resistance.

"Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha..."

I can see that in a land of fire, Bronson, who has always maintained the shield of "magic defense", also becomes tottering and gasping fiercely. Not to mention, his face is extremely pale and looks so weak.

If you look at it carefully, the magic power released from Bronson's body has become almost invisible. Even the shield of "magic defense" in front of him has become like a broken glass, full of holes and cracks, but it has been resisting the incoming fire.

Such a weak magic, such a fragile defense, in the face of the Ming King's real fire, not even a second of time is needed, directly will be swallowed up, burning ash.

But Bronson held on.

It's not Bronson's perseverance, it's just that the power of the incoming flame is reduced according to his magic power.

Because of this, both Bronson and Lucifer were ragged, crumbling and terrifying.

At least, Bronson is going crazy.

It's going crazy.

When he saw Lucifer being blown away by the fire controlled by Luo Zhen, Bronson knew that he could not kill Luo Zhen. He had to wait until his magic power was exhausted and he was buried in this sea of fire and lost all hope of survival.

Bronson began to fear, began to despair, and accepted his own end, waiting for his magic to run out, and finally to be burned by the fire.

However, when Bronson was in despair, the power of the fire that came to him was reduced a lot. Even the power of the fire against Lucifer was reduced, so that Bronson was supported.

For a while, Bronson was ecstatic.

"Yes, his magic must be running out."

That is to say, he summoned the terrible dragon and summoned such a terrible flame. Luo Zhen's magic power must have consumed most of it. Therefore, it is natural that the power of the flame will decline.

That's what Bronson thought.

So Bronson had hope again.

"As long as I can stay longer than him, that's my victory."

Bronson was so persistent, trying to squeeze out his own magic.

Later, the power of the other party's fire became weaker and weaker, so that Bronson confirmed his guess, saw more hope, and became more desperate.

Bronson tried his best to squeeze his body and squeeze out every bit of magic, trying to stay longer than Luo Zhen.

This is a protracted war.

And, you can win.

"The so-called magic is something accumulated over time. The more you practice, the more huge it will be. Even if he is a genius, he will only be a student after all. If he only has magic power, I can't lose."

Bronson made such a judgment based on the theory of the world, and he was able to stick to it all the time.

Over time, however, Bronson found something wrong.That is, Luo Zhen didn't show any weakness at all, and his magic power didn't weaken at all. He looked at him indifferently while singing unknown incantations, which made a heavy wave of fire rise from his body and join the sea of fire.

Obviously, it is burning continuously. According to the principle, the power of the flame should be stronger and stronger, but it should not be weaker and weaker. However, Bronson found that every attack on his own flame is just enough to be resisted, so that Bronson can maintain the maximum consumption of magic.

Seeing this, where is Bronson not clear?

"He did it on purpose?"

Yes.

Rowe did it on purpose.

Deliberately not burning him all at once.

I don't want to deal with him in one breath.

Luo Zhen wants to be like this, give him despair first, then give him hope, and finally let him experience despair. Without touching the real fire of Ming Wang, he will be forced into a desperate situation bit by bit.

Is that what I said?

"I will torture you."

Now, Luo Zhen is achieving this.

This made Bronson's heart become extremely cold at first, and then become extremely angry.

"How dare you tease me...!"

Bronson was angry in his heart. He manipulated Lucifer several times and attacked Luo Zhen recklessly. But in the end, all of them were blown away by the flame of Luo Zhen's body and could not get close to him.

In this way, Luo Zhen burned bit by bit, letting Bronson go back and forth on the edge of death, and tormented Bronson crazy.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...!"

Bronson then issued a ferocious roar, just like squandering his life, squeezing out the magic from the depths of his body, just to break away from the hopelessness in front of him and the despair in front of him.

Unfortunately, it's just a dying struggle.

"Bang!"

In the sky, the scarred Lucifer was once again blasted by the wave of fire. Finally, he could not continue to fight. He fell into the sea of fire and was engulfed by the flames.

"Bang!"

At the same time, Bronson's magic power was exhausted, so that the "magic defense" in front of him was also smashed and disappeared.

The pale Brownson lost all his strength and ushered in the burning of red lotus.

Just when Bronson thought that he would never be spared this time, the fire coming from him did not directly hit him, but climbed up to his feet first.

Ah, ah

The cry was heard for a second time on Bronson.

It's just that this time it's not a roar, it's a scream.

Bronson wanted to get rid of the flame burning on his feet, but because of the exhaustion of his magic power, he couldn't even use his strength. He had to fall on the ground and howl.

The flame was like a snake, covering his body bit by bit, slowly, slowly and gradually burning Bronson's body.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...!"

Bronson's screams all over the fire, it seems so sad.

After a while, Bronson's feet were burned out.

At this time, the flame burned his hand.

After a while, Bronson's hand was burned out.

At this time, the flame burned his body.

Bronson suffered from constant burning, howling, howling, and even coma.

By the time the flame went out, Bronson was no longer in shape and was dying.

"-"

the sound of incantations echoing around stopped.

The flames that filled all around him died down.

It was suspected that Bronson's meat was on the ground, convulsing, but not dead.

Only then did a pair of feet appear in front of Bronson and enter into his lax and vague vision.

"Go to hell to pay the rest."

Such a sentence became the last word Bronson heard in his life.

Immediately...

"bang!"

The feet in front of him suddenly flew up and kicked him into the fire on one side and disappeared into the fire of karma.

At this point, the puppet who had been closest to the demon king died.

In the most cruel way, to repay all his crimes.

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