The flames were not big, but when the flames floated to the body of the Black Flame Demon, they seemed to have fallen on gasoline, burning brightly.
Using flesh and blood as fuel, the flames soared and spread all over the Black Balrog's body in an instant, turning him into a human-shaped torch.
The pain of being burned by the flames and the pain of having his eyes blinded made the Black Flame Demon scream miserably.
He struggled to put out the fire. The more he moved, the more intense the flames became, burning his body continuously.
The flesh and blood continue to melt away, and because of the Black Flame Demon's powerful recovery ability, it continues to grow and wax and wane again and again, making the Black Flame Demon's pain become extremely long.
The terrifying resilience made the Black Flame Demon miserable. For the first time, he felt that his talent was so abominable that death became a luxury.
The power of the flames became stronger and stronger, and the recovery speed of the Black Balrog could not keep up with the consumption speed, and was eventually burned into a handful of ashes.
Black fly ash fell to the ground, and the white flame finally went out.
The entire process of the Black Flame Demon being burned was witnessed by the Sun God Warrior. He stood calmly and just watched the Black Flame Demon burn out.
The light converged, and the figure of the Sun God warrior appeared again. His robes were still as neat as new and spotless.
Looking at the ashes on the ground indifferently, the Sun God Warrior stepped forward and looked at the next Black Flame Demon.
Xiaobai saw this scene on the Wall of Hope and took a deep breath.
Very strong!
This is an evaluation given by Xiaobai, an evaluation given as a god.
Xiaobai noticed the fluctuation of divine power in the flame thrown by the Sun God warrior. It was not an ordinary flame, but a display of divine magic.
A group of warriors who can use magic are like monsters on the battlefield. They use terrifying and powerful offensive magic. Who can stop these guys?
When the white flames burn on the body of the Black Balrog, people who don't know it will think that the flames use the flesh and blood of the Black Balrog as fuel.
What fell into Xiao Bai's eyes was the power of faith that was constantly being consumed. The White Pyro did not use flesh and blood as fuel, but the power of faith.
Xiao Bai didn't know how much power of faith these Sun God warriors had and how long they could sustain the flames. But as long as the power of faith was enough, they could even burn down a human army with a small flame.
Effortless.
In the entire reincarnation continent, Xiaobai had never seen such terrifying gods and warriors.
Sure enough, I still underestimated the desert gods. Although I have been in the desert continent for so long, I still don’t understand the desert gods that well.
At least Xiaobai, the sun god, has not had a particularly in-depth understanding of him. Generally speaking, he is known to be the most powerful existence among the desert gods.
Hundreds of Sun God warriors swept across the entire battlefield, and wherever they appeared, the Black Flame Demons were reduced to ashes.
Although the Sun God Warriors are powerful, their number is too small. They are only a hundred people. On a battlefield that counts tens of thousands, no matter how strong they are, they are limited. At most, they can only support a corner.
The vast majority of the divine warriors were still unable to resist the attack of the Black Balrog, and were killed by the Black Balrog and turned into blood food in their mouths.
Xiaobai is constantly searching for strange and powerful divine warriors on the Wall of Hope. He wants to collect information about these people and provide it to the warriors of Samsara Continent.
On the other side of the Sun God Warriors, he discovered a group of strange warriors. They were dressed completely opposite to the Sun God Warriors. They were dressed very simply, wearing robes as black as ink, covering them from head to toe.
Like monks, they put their hands into their sleeves and walked slowly but firmly on the battlefield.
These monks bring not blessings, but death.
There is a strange darkness at the feet of every man in black robes. Even if the sun shines on them, no shadow can be seen. Their shadows seem to be swallowed up by the darkness under their feet.
More than a hundred men in black robes gathered together, and the darkness under their feet actually connected and spread to the surroundings.
Any life that is touched by the darkness will begin to be in a daze, slowly sinking into the darkness in a daze, and disappear without a trace.
The attacks of these men in black robes are indiscriminate. Whether they are enemies or friendly forces, as long as they touch the darkness, they will be swallowed up and never appear again.
This group of men in black robes just held their hands together, like tourists wandering around, walking slowly in the desert, taking away their lives.
They said nothing, had no passionate impulses, and were just silent.
Fortunately, they also know that the enemy is the Black Balrog, and most of the time they will choose places where there are many Black Balrogs to advance. The ratio of Black Balrogs to friendly forces disappearing into the darkness at their feet is about one to one.
Although he accidentally injured a lot of friendly troops, his performance was indeed impressive, and he was able to kill the Black Flame Demon even faster than the Sun God Warrior.
Being able to replace the Black Balrog one to one is already a very high achievement. The Black Balrog in a hungry state is even more difficult to kill than the previous Black Balrog.
Even if human god warriors are willing to risk their lives, they may not be able to kill the Black Balrog. It often takes more than ten or twenty god warriors to replace the life of a Black Balrog.
Killing the Black Flame Demons one to one has made the human side very happy.
Xiaobai once again pulled over a soldier, pointed at the group of men in black robes, and asked, "Who are they?"
The soldier looked at the direction Xiao Bai was pointing, with a look of fear on his face, and said tremblingly: "That is darkness, a subordinate of the dark god."
The God of Darkness is a god at the same level as the Sun God, no wonder he is so powerful.
If the flames of the sun god warriors are still concealed so that ordinary people cannot discover that they are divine magic, then the dark god warriors are somewhat unscrupulous.
The circle of darkness beneath their feet was the undisguised magic of the gods.
The rich aura of divine power can be clearly felt from a long distance away.
This divine spell, like the white flame, also consumes the power of faith. The longer it lasts, the greater the consumption.
Xiaobai looked at the men in black robes and rubbed his chin.
The divine warrior is so unscrupulous. This dark god should not be a good-tempered god. He is not said to have a bad temper, but it is certainly not much different.
The Sun God is a proud god, aloof and always looking down on everyone. This can be clearly felt from his divine warriors.
The story in the desert also reveals this point. Xiaobai's story in the desert summarizes that the Sun God is not only arrogant, but also has a mysophobia. Whenever he appears, his clothes are always spotless, and he requires the soldiers under his command to also be clean.
Be like this!
It seems that this is the only way to show his nobility.