The next moment, a huge hand that was hot and cracked, glowing with dark red light like lava, directly grabbed Tradar's throat, lifted him up from the ground, and pressed him down with a thud.
on the tree.
Tradar's skin turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blisters bulged and then burst. The blood that spurted out directly dyed the hand holding his throat scarlet.
Severe pain rushed into Tradar's brain. Scorching heat rushed into his body along his skin, as if boiling water was squeezing into his body from his neck.
The strong sense of suffocation immediately made Tradar helplessly grow his mouth like a fish that had lost oxygen. The pain made his facial features distorted, his face turned purple due to congestion, and the muscles on his face twitched crazily. However, he did not
Let out the slightest wail.
"You...monster!"
He just stared at his eyes filled with scarlet blood due to ruptured blood vessels, grinning ferociously at the druid in front of him like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, and opened his mouth full of blood, speaking with difficulty every word.
Cursing.
No, that person can no longer be called a druid, and that image cannot even be called a human being.
Almost all of his robes had been burned, and the remaining parts were burning with dirty dark red flames, while his eyes were burned into two dark holes, and a faint yellow fire could be seen burning inside.
And his skin turned directly into a rock-like color, shining with a waxy luster under the dirty flames that gave people a very dirty feeling. Near the wrist, the druid's skin was directly like a spider web.
The cracks opened, shining with dark red light, and the closer to the wrist, the more dense the cracks were. His hands had even completely turned into a dark red lava-like luster. They were burning and surging.
Restless flames.
It looks like a stone puppet burning with flames. From this point of view, Tradar's ridicule was absolutely correct.
That is undoubtedly a monster.
"You are asking for death! Mortal!"
Tradar's taunt obviously touched the sore spot of the monster. The monster roared and its burning "right hand" tightened its grip a little harder, even to the point where it was so hard that its whole body was shaking.
Unfortunately, his strength was obviously insufficient. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break Tradar's neck. Tradar grinned, grabbed the four fingers of the stone monster's right hand with his left hand, and bent them hard, causing pain to the monster.
Then he loosened his right hand.
But just when Tradar was about to bend his hands and break the joints, a dark red flame nova suddenly erupted from the monster, pushing Tradar, who had not yet stood firm, to stagger, and the poisonous
The fire stuck directly to him.
The enraged stone monster raised its right hand, which was exuding hot air like magma. It clenched into a fist and hit Tradar hard on the back of the head, who had not yet stood firm. Tradar's whole body was shaken and he was knocked down directly.
He fell to the ground, and blood spattered around his head.
However, the monster did not let him go easily.
"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!"
The monster raised its foot and cruelly stepped on Tradar's head repeatedly until he heard the crisp sound of bone cracking and saw Tradar twitch and completely lose his voice.
He exhaled contentedly, glanced at Tradar's body for the last time, and snorted a disdainful voice from his nasal cavity.
"Monster? Haha... We are the messengers of God! Ember Spirit! You ignorant bastard!"
However, just as he took two steps out, he suddenly felt that his right ankle was entangled with something. He could not walk at all.
Suddenly, an uneasy feeling arose in his heart.
Before he could turn around, severe pain came from his right calf without warning.
Ember Spirit's right leg was directly broken. The remaining strength left him wailing and kneeling on the ground. The severe pain paralyzed his brain and made him unable to use his hands.
"You...you!"
He screamed and turned around. But he saw a face as terrifying as a demon.
Tradar's forehead and the left half of his face were deeply sunken, his left eye was crushed, and the white of his right eye was completely covered with scarlet blood. His face was covered in blood, and his teeth were stained with blood.
There were some burnt marks on his throat, dripping with blood. He held Ember Spirit's right leg and ankle tightly with his red and hot left hand, crushing it with only brute force.
"Who are you calling a bastard? Ah?!"
Tradar whispered in a hoarse and vague voice. The voice was full of frightening power. The silver-white flames surged in the left eye that was stepped on, and his blood and life force turned into fuel and burned blazingly.
As soon as Ember Spirit opened his mouth to say something, Tradar kicked him in the abdomen. He rolled his eyes and almost fainted without taking a single breath.
After all, he was still a weak Druid a few minutes ago. Even though he was transformed into an Ember Spirit belonging to him by the Ember Disciple, he was still weaker than the Ember Spirits transformed by the Warriors.
Too many.
Just when he was about to spit out flames to resist, Tradar stepped on his stomach and kneeled him on his chest. Immediately, the knee pressed against his chest, making him unable to breathe.
"Mortals...well, mortals..."
Before he could recover, Tradar was half-straddled on him and struck Ember Spirit's side of the face with a heavy punch with his unburned right hand.
Ember Spirit was immediately stunned. Before he could resist, another heavy punch hit his temple. Immediately, Ember Spirit's whole body froze, and he fell limply and lost consciousness.
"Aha! Mortal! Who is a mortal? Ah?! Tell me!"
Then Tradar stood up, lowered his head and grabbed his neck, suddenly picked him up, and pressed him against the tree as if he was replaying the scene a minute ago.
He clenched his right hand hard, and Ember Spirit's neck creaked violently, and the rock-like skin cracked.
"Okay. Well done. It hurt so much when you hit me. I was crawling on the ground and almost died."
Tradar murmured, his hands became harder and harder, but his face showed an extremely excited look.
Just a little bit, just a little bit close to death. The feeling of having another brush with death and kissing death, it couldn't be better.
But at this moment, Tradar suddenly felt a clear sense of uneasiness.
He held up the Embers who screamed softly in his hands and turned around to face the enemy. But at this moment, right behind him, the tree suddenly burst into flames and exploded! (To be continued.)