"Curtain of Fire!"
The scorching breath erupted again from the depths of the passage where the mutation occurred, completely illuminating the darkness that originally covered that direction into daylight. The three or two figures that had not been hit by the surprise attack in this area then followed.
Forced out of the passage by this scorching breath, he slowly retreated with a embarrassed back and difficult movements. The crackling sound caused by the flowing fire element also accompanied the retreat of these figures.
Floating to the high altitude inside the circular square, the sparks that complemented the orange-red light of the furnace also carried a strong smell of blood. From the depths of the passage connecting the sources of these smells, a single gorgeous figure slowly walked out, and in that move
The posture holding the staff and the smile on his face were also filled with a strong sense of ridicule: "It's thrilling, it's thrilling, I almost got fished in troubled waters by you."
"You, you madman!" Among the players' team that was squeezed out of the cracked passage by the scorching air waves, the leader at the front who held up a large shield to resist the flame attack shouted hoarsely: "Kill even your own people! You
Are you still a normal person?"
"Normal people would have chosen to do that just now." As the wall of flames behind him was still approaching along the inner direction, the flame magician holding the staff tilted his mouth and spread his hands to the side: "Narrow alley,
The crowds fighting together...if we don't do this, the situation that you rushed into our formation and disrupted us doesn't know how long it will last."
"Instead of letting your weak team find possible opportunities to escape, it's better for me to use 'Fire Explosion' to completely annihilate them all at once." Having said this, the magician looked around at the scattered scenes and the fallen people.
The corpse nodded in satisfaction with a twist: "It's just that I didn't expect that the quality of the walls of Tania's underground passage was really not good enough. It just became like this after a slight explosion, hahaha."
Ha ha!"
“Hot pot steamed buns!”
As if she finally couldn't bear what was happening in front of her, another female swordsman hiding behind the big shield screamed in a sad voice: "You! You will not end well! We'Nightingale' and
You are irreconcilable!"
"Ha, a little-known third-rate team actually has the qualifications and courage to talk to me about 'incompatible forces'?" It seemed that he enjoyed being pointed at the nose, and the smile of the flame magician with his hands raised became more frivolous.
He said: "Weak teams should have the awareness of weak teams, lie down on the ground and become stepping stones and sacrifices for us people. In this case, I might still have a little kindness and let you die a little more happily.
or--"
"Hand yourself over, woman, and stay with me for two more days. I can consider changing my goal to complete the race." The raised staff was dancing slightly in the air, and he was known as the magician of hot pot steamed buns.
Smiling fiercely and approaching the other people, he looked like a demon walking out of the fire of hell: "I know you are very, very unwilling now, but this is reality. As the one being bullied, it is best for you to be obedient.
The choice was made.”
"After all, the more you struggle, the more excited I become."
Licking his lips, the light surrounding the flame mage began to become more and more intense. One of the players in the oppressed team finally couldn't hold back the provocation that was so close at hand and in his heart.
With rage, he stabbed the flame magician's chest with his full sword, "Then go to hell! Ahhhhhh!"
Ding!
The pleasant metallic sound then appeared on the surface of the eggshell shield around the stabbing sword and the flame magician's body, followed by the sky-high flames covering the surrounding terrifying high temperature. The hot pot bubbles were located between these rising pillars of fire.
Momo then put away all his expressions and just raised his arm holding the staff again: "What a pity."
boom!
In the center of the surrounded fire pillar, the last streak of rushing flames falling from the sky completely covered the figures of the weak players. The flame magician who stopped casting spells then ignored the endless screams in his masterpiece, but his face was expressionless.
He straightened his clothes and raised his head with an expression: "Hmph, I don't know if anyone here is monitoring the progress of the competition. Is there anyone who recognizes our 'Wind Wind's' qualification for promotion... huh?"
"What are you looking at?"
It seemed that he had just noticed the surrounding situation after the spreading magic fire gradually extinguished. The player who had just prepared to leave looked back at the passing onlookers who were still watching him. Some of the onlookers who came here were still watching.
While picking up the injured who had been thrown to the ground by the previous explosion and air wave, other onlookers took a few steps forward with squinting eyes: "What are you looking at? Of course it's you! Why, you won't let me see it.
ah?"
"You underground natives, haven't you ever seen someone killing someone on the street?" Shaking his hand that was just about to put on gloves, Hotpot Paomo showed a disdainful sneer: "It doesn't matter if you haven't seen it. From today on, you will too
I can now claim to the outside world that I am a well-informed person, and—"
"Next time when you are watching a crowd, remember not to be so arrogant."
A stream of flowing flames instantly passed through the shackles of space, condensing into an arrow shape and piercing the body of the provocative player: "Otherwise, I would want to set myself on fire like this, hehe...hehehehe...hahahahaha!
"
"Where did you come from? Where did you come from?" Amidst the noise of several companions carrying the player who was penetrated by the flaming arrow, another player who walked out of the crowd and approached shouted loudly with a rude look on his face: "I know
I wonder what kind of place this is? Not only do you openly use force, but you also dare to hurt people at will? Do you understand what the rules are?"
"You country bumpkins who only know how to hide underground don't even know about the competition we are holding, right?" Hotpot Paomo put away his crazy laughter and politely arranged his wrists and clothes and answered with his chin raised.
Said: "Rules? This is a normal competition between our contestants. The winner takes all, and the loser retires. Are there any other rules?"
"I can tolerate your ignorance for the time being, but with a bunch of you guys, how can you have the courage to come to me and cause trouble? Are you all impatient?" The sarcasm on his face became more and more obvious, and the flames
The magician nonchalantly provoked everyone present: "As for where this place is... ha, how do I know where this place is? Does this place have anything to do with me? Even if it is the parliament hall, if we use it as a
On the playing field, that Pamir must have no objections! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha."
The harsh laughter and the flames still rising around him suddenly stopped. The flame magician lowered his head in shock, and a slender arrow that appeared in his chest also buzzed.
The end of the arrow kept trembling around the broken magic shield fragments, and the demon-breaking light on it that had not yet dissipated was also constantly flowing in the magician's hoarse voice filled with blood: "Demon-breaking =... Arrow
Yaya? This - how - can - be - "
"It's just an eighth-level magic shield, 'Hellfire Barrier', and it's not that great. Who do you think the people here are? You don't really think of them as country bumpkins, do they?"
"In terms of the output of weapons, equipment and special products, no place has a higher output than the current Tania's 'Underground Furnace Supermarket'. Not to mention the Demon-Breaking Arrows, even the Dragon-Breaking Arrows can be given to you.
Take it out!"
"Although I still don't know where this kid came from, he dares to run wild here and looks ignorant and self-righteous... Hey, who of you will deal with it? Don't delay our next business!"
"Whoever shot that arrow should go up and deal with it! The demon-breaking arrow is worth a lot of money. He can't live up to his thousands of gold coins - hey, forget it, screw the rules, I've already done that
I don’t like this guy who doesn’t know the heights of the world, so I’ll go up and teach him a lesson first!”
As the heavily injured Hot Pot Momo's hearing gradually became blurry, countless players who had gathered around began to wave their fists unceremoniously towards the initiator of the mutation, still emitting gunpowder smoke and unquenched magic.
The corner of the flaming circular hall was filled with the shrill screams of Fat Fist's violent beating, and finally turned into an inconspicuous white light after everyone dispersed: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a miserable young man, if he hadn't finished the game, he would have been so miserable.
If he wanted to ridicule the whole audience, he probably wouldn't end up like this."
"Come on, if it hadn't been for the arrow that Baibu Wushuang shot secretly, these fun-loving people in front of you might not have taken action."
In a hidden corner, Xueling Huanbing, who belonged to Duan Qing and his party, folded his arms and responded disdainfully to the gray-robed magician: "And after all, this is no longer part of the game, even if the onlookers beat him to death
, his qualification for promotion should not be affected."
"Whatever, I've been under a lot of psychological pressure lately anyway, so I should let go a little bit." He put away his bow and arrows, Baibu Wushuang's sharp eyes still looked around the other people present: "Look at those who are still looking around.
No one in this place is a good person. If it were me, I would not provoke others in such a short-sighted manner after bringing the flames of war to their territory."
"When I communicated with Mr. Freestone before, I still had this doubt, but now this doubt has been eliminated." With a smile on his face again, Duan Qing turned around and looked in the direction of the tall, thin middle-aged man.
: "With so many outstanding people stationed here, Tania's underground furnace has been protected to the greatest extent. There is indeed no need to send more guards."
"It was probably just an accident."
Facing the gazes of this team, Feriston, who is the branch president of the Adventurers Association, also smiled and nodded: "There are so many contestants underground now, and some battlefields have moved to this area.
It is indeed normal in the area. I hope everyone here can adapt to this unexpected situation and not cause more panic and chaos."
"Although we don't know each other and have no tacit understanding, there should be no problem with this little commotion." Looking at the stalls and customers crowded in the hall that had resumed their bustle, Duan Qing replied nonchalantly: "I think so.
If we want to pose a threat to this area, I'm afraid it won't be possible for a few large-scale adventure groups to defeat it."
"Even you commented like this, so I feel relieved." Ferriston put one hand on his chest and said politely: "So, do you have anything else? If not, please go this way, and I will be responsible for taking care of a few of you.
Distinguished guests are sent to the ground——"
"No, since it's so safe, let's stay here for a while." He waved his hand to reject the other party's proposal. Xue Ling Huan Bing, who stood up, replied in an indifferent voice: "It took a lot of effort to get here, and I still want to have a good time.
Let’s go shopping around, you all bought good things. As the captain, how can I not buy two pieces of equipment... What, do you have any other opinions?”
"The Qingling Adventure Group is still nominally a registered adventure group within the empire, and has now been included under the jurisdiction of the Wind Continent Adventurer Branch."
After staring at Xueling Huanbing's face for a while, Ferriston straightened up for a while before replying in a low voice: "Logically speaking, I, Ferriston, am not really suitable for completely intervening in your group's affairs. It's just that
Provide some relevant suggestions..."
"You don't need to remind me." Interrupting the other party again, Xue Ling Huan Bing raised her head and blocked Duan Qing's wry smile: "Even if the president of some association stood in front of me, they would never care about our adventure group.
thing."
"I heard that the leader of the Qingling Adventure Group has a tough character and a cold attitude. When I saw him today, what he said was true." He bowed his head again and saluted, then stroking his chest and retreating to the depths of the passage behind: "Since you guys
If you are so persistent, then I can’t say anything more.”
"I will stay nearby and continue to deal with the game. If you have any questions, you can contact me in time."
In the dim corner that was still filled with buzzing sounds, the departure of the association branch president made the atmosphere fall into silence for a moment. Duan Qing, who watched the other party leave, then wiped away the bitter smile from the corner of his mouth with force, and the sound also rang in his ears.
Xue Ling Huan Bing's proud voice was mixed with a cold snort of disdain: "Did you see it! You have to be so tough to refuse, otherwise you don't know how long we will be entangled."
"Well, it seems that you are better at doing this kind of job that offends people." So Duan Qing had no choice but to change the topic to the other side: "Xiao Qian, do you know the flame magician just now?"
"It seems to be from Fu Feng, right? I can't remember the specific name. He has a very bad personality and his ability is second-rate." Qian Zhihe, holding the staff, curled his lips dissatisfied: "This kind of person can be arrogant and domineering here.
, and even qualified for promotion? It’s really unpleasant.”
"There are a lot of people like this, and it's useless to be angry." Duan Qing, who answered her, smiled and shook his head: "And even if there was an accident, if the team just won by chance, it would be too much for them.
It’s not necessarily a good thing.”
"The weak are forcibly lifted into the world of the strong, and in the end they are often the ones who suffer."
The gray-robed magician said these words, and at the same time turned to another team that was walking toward them at some unknown time.
"Are you right?"
This chapter has been completed!