Chapter 137
The pillar of fire rushing to the sky and a huge sound flashed by, and the billowing heat wave had rushed to the chaotic battlefield like a tide. Even the air became scorching hot.
The branches on both sides were constantly shattered by the strong wind. The golden red firelight almost attracted everyone's attention, as if half of the big tree wall was burning, and there was no sign of dissipating at all. .
Liya immediately thought of the scene that had happened in the forest before-the black hair wizard calm and composed wielding a magic wand, instantly turning the three-headed ogre into charcoal!
He succeeded?
The battle at the top of the mountain has been interrupted by this sudden roar and flames. The elves who are still fighting in blood stare at the flames in the distance with their mouths stunned. The picture in front of them has exceeded their imagination and even forgotten. He is still fighting with the enemy.
It is ogre that breaks this weird tranquility-the howling monsters seem to be completely frightened by the flames, lose one's head out of fear and leave the battlefield, moving towards the direction where the flames are ignited. go.
The top of the entire tree wall was completely messed up. The elves and warriors stunned in the same place looked at the madly fleeing monster, exposed their backs to themselves without any cover, and rushed towards the tree desperately. The opposite side of the wall; even those ogre who have fallen are crawling on the ground with their hands, rushing over like crazy desperately.
What happened? The sudden change made the elves warriors at a loss, and they didn't even know if they should pursue them. Only a handful of war dancers took advantage of the monsters to escape and saved many warriors who were almost killed.
More are spontaneously gathered beside Luca and Kono, waiting for the two war dancer leaders to give orders-at this step, they no longer know what they should do NS.
"Are you all stupid? Hurry up and stop them!"
Snatching lance from the war dancers around him, Kono roared with scarlet eyes: "Warriors of the Forest of Wind, come with me to save our life saving benefactor——!!!"
The war dancers of Luca and Chenxinglin have not reacted yet. The elves of Fenglin have already followed Kono to chase Ogre.
"What are you still doing here?" Looking at the war dancers who were staring at him, Luca gritted his teeth: "Follow them and save Lord Loren Torino back—— !!!"
The elves of the Morning Star Forest finally rushed up after the warrior of the Wind-Zhufeng Lin. No matter how fast the fleeing ogre is, it is also impossible to surpass the vigorous war dancers. It is very easy to catch them.
An amazing scene appeared at the top of the big tree wall-there were heavy casualties, only dozens of warrior elves were left, but they were chasing nearly twice as many ogre settlements as theirs; and Ogre, caught in the battle royale, didn't even resist at all, and watched the elves who were catching up slaughter their compatriots.
Any elf, as long as he holds a lance in his hand and can catch up with the enemy, it can be like slaughtering a flock of sheep. The slaughterers, once terrifying huge monsters, and ogre desperately fleeing, are not even willing to turn back and fight back. , Rushed madly to the opposite side of the flame-burning tree wall.
I watched the elven warriors who died in Paoze with my own eyes, and finally waited for their chance to get revenge. They roared and rushed towards ogre with red eyes, and slaughtered them madly. Monsters, formed a "line of defense" connected by corpses on the cold rocky ground!
But no matter how fast their speed and efficiency are, the number of ogre far exceeds theirs. Many ogre still rushed out from the thin line of the elves, even the war dancers. Too late to stop them.
"Don't worry about them anymore, let these beasts pass by!" Anxious Luca stopped the female elves who were still fighting. Before the opponent could refute, he said: "The most important thing is now. It's Loren Torino, we have to save him!"
"The crow's mouth..." Liya murmured. When Luca turned her head again, she was nowhere to be seen, and the wind-like silhouette had already plunged into the raging fire.
The closer she gets to the flame, the more Liya can feel the scorching heat of the air like hell, the hot and melting furnace-like temperature scorches her body, dripping sweat from her forehead, and It has disappeared without a trace.
The panting female elf ran wildly, her eyes finally locked on the black hair wizard-Loren standing on the edge of the cliff holding the magic wand in his right hand, standing calmly and motionless.
Involuntarily speaking, Liya rushed up and grabbed the black hair wizard's collar in amazement: "You damn lunatic want to die? Why don't you leave?!"
"This...the reason is very complicated." Enduring the pain that was about to explode his head, Loren barely smiled: "If I leave now, I won't be able to control the flames behind me. That's it!"
"Make it clear!" The female elf gripped his collar harder.
"It means they will ignite the entire tree wall!"
The wry smile Loren tightly frowned, but his face did not regret the pain that was about to explode his head. Expression-on the contrary, the current fire is the highest level he has reached as a sorcerer!
He not only perfected the high-level spell of "Torino Fire", but also touched the level that was originally impossible to touch, which is completely impossible to the ordinary wizards!
The reason why I couldn't use incantion before, even ordinary alchemy items, was because there was too strong void power left around. In such an environment, any force that does not reach the level of distorting reality is impossible to play its role.
For almost all wizards, this area is an absolute danger.
But Loren is different. His spirit and material are completely integrated-in other words, he can be used as a transit station to blur the gap between the two, allowing his own spiritual palace to reverse erosion Real world, to offset the remaining void power around, and even for your own use!
After the spiritual palace and Asriel have overlapped, at the level of void power, Loren can barely do this now.
But the premise of everything is that Loren can truly turn himself into a "transit station." He must throw himself into a deeper dream, truly "step into the void", blur the edge of matter and spirit.
And everything that happens in the void at the same time will become substance. The burning black ring-shaped scar that burned on his chest is the best testimony.
He is now pulling a carriage running wildly, and the rein in his hand is thinner than the silk thread-as long as there is a slight problem, these violent void forces will not Will continue to obey the "command", but will burn to ashes the entire tree wall with Loren!
The ogre that came running wildly, one after another screamed in the flames and fell to the ground, and more of them fell directly off the cliff while fleeing, turning into a pool of invisible Shaped meat sauce.
Those who can't run away seem to have seen some terrifying sight, even death can't stop them!
The elven warriors who chased from the rear desperately pursued them, but they were still discouraged in the face of the billowing heat and did not dare to move forward. Luca, who was extremely anxious, realized that ogre hadn't hurt Loren, and stopped the war dancers behind him from pursuing him.
As if there was a sound summoning them, the mad ogre rushed into the flame like fools, seeming to want to extinguish it with their bodies, but the result was that the fire intensified and became invisible. Of coke.
The remaining monsters were also beheaded one by one by the war dancers who had caught up, until all the ogre were turned into corpses, and the flames soaring to the sky gradually receded, and all the elves stopped. Come down.
Standing side by side, Luca and Kono looked around in a trance. The corpses and bloodstains under their feet, the robe with heavy casualties, seemed to be nothing but a nightmare. A nightmare that will wake up.
The rising sun illuminates the wall of trees, and all the fights come to an abrupt end at this moment.