Chapter 4 The Legendary Holy Mage II
Unbelievable surprise covered all Zero's thoughts, and the scene he saw reached an incredible level.
The palm of the man behind him seemed to have turned into a high-speed whirlpool of strong wind, sweeping the flames burned by this man-made natural disaster into it. However, no strong wind blew over, and even the smoke and dust in the air were still leisurely floating. The only thing that hit the palm of his hand was burning flames.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he accidentally swept towards the black magician. The other party's originally arrogant face showed an expression of more shock than himself. Could it be that the black magician, who has a powerful aura that makes the Dragon of Velociraptor even fear "him"?
But in a moment, the flames that were within their sight had been poured into their palms. Zero suddenly felt a little cool and his body felt much more relaxed. The palm in front of him flipped over it, and a dazzling crystal ball floated on it. Inside the crystal ball, a small bunch of blazing flames swayed slightly, as beautiful as a gem in a dream.
Suddenly, my palm was holding it hard, and with a crisp "bang", the crystal ball burst out like broken crystals, and the clear fragments splashed and dissipated, as if they had never existed - except for the remaining light in my eyes, it still blurred the vision.
Suddenly, a feeling of indescribableness and fear that was more fearful than death came silently, and suddenly swallowed Zero's entire body and mind.
The black magician in front of him also changed his face at the same time. The pale color would condense on his face. His eyes staring at Yuechuo were flooded with fear and helplessness, as if he had seen a demon climbing up from the abyss.
Zero Xin looked back stiffly following the black magician's gaze with lingering fear. The man behind him actually turned into a demon!
The white eyes rolled with strange light, the blue veins on the forehead protruded, and the facial features were twisted and deformed, as if they were on the edge of a spirit that was almost mad. The aura emanated from a man's body a hundred times stronger than the black magician, just like a fury hurricane swept from the depths of the sea, and even the mountains and mountains of the earth would be shocked.
The eyes gradually turned red, and transparent liquid slowly filled the eyes.
"Are you trying to protect me?" I wonder if the other party could hear it, Zero's words were more like vomiting at himself.
Gradually, the man's body began to spread out a white breath, as if the water in his body had evaporated, surging around it.
Although Zero didn't know, the Black Magic knew very well that it was something that only a magician above level could do, raising anger to the limit and fully releasing the powerful magic source in his body, thus creating a visually visible magic appearance.
Those auras were like trapped beasts trying to escape from the cage, struggling to get rid of Yuechuo's body, constantly climbing up and expanding, and gathering more than ten meters above his head. At this time, the aura began to twist violently, as if something was squeezing outwards in the middle. Soon, a ferocious face appeared, and other auras began to gather backwards, transforming into the body of a terrifying monster—
It was a monster that the Black Magic had never heard of. No, maybe he had seen it, where... At least he was sure that this was not a monster in this world, at least not a monster that still exists now. Perhaps it was just a creature that had long been extinct and had been circling the earth in ancient times.
"Holy Magician..., this is the Holy Magician..."
The black magician fell to the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably, and he muttered like a dream.
The monster composed of breath stood above Yuechuo like smoke and fog. A pair of sea-blue eyes flashed with a breathtaking light, staring at the black magician with a kingly aura.
At this time, the man in Zero's eyes, the holy magician in the eyes of the Black Magician, began to recite the spell. The deep voice was slow and clear, and it shocked the heart of the Black Magician word by word.
"The monarch who roars at the sky, burns the stars in the night sky with your angry power, descends ruthless flames, and turns everything around me into humble dust!"
"Crazy! You're crazy!" The black magician screamed almost madly, "You think you can start magic by remembering the spell, you're crazy! You're crazy, who can't even magic!" He whispered in frustration, "Impossible, how could you do it? This is the power lent to me by the dragon. You can't succeed, it's impossible..."
meteor--
At that moment, the black magician believed that what he saw was a meteor, the stars that drew down the sky, rather than the stones he pulled down. The same spells and the same magic brought different destruction.
Everything came too fast, and he still couldn't believe that this man, known as the sage, the holy magician, had just arrived in this world less than two hours, and had cast the magic of the dragon only once.
The huge black shadow mercilessly eroded the earth, sweeping over with an indescribable sense of depression. The bright stars shone on the untouchable edges, and the blood-colored fireworks stung their eyes. It seemed that even fear was so scared that they were hiding, and there was no time to fill the tiny and fragile heart.
Zero raised his hand and wanted to caress the violent face. The moment the fingertips touched the skin, the man who ran away to protect himself fell down, and a peaceful smile was unexpectedly written on his face. Zero hurriedly opened his arms to hug him, but a dizzy attacked, and his vague consciousness felt that his body had reached its limit, so he leaned into the man's arms...
There was no pain. When the black magician came to his senses, his body could not move. After trying his best, he felt that an inexplicable pressure could not break free and his legs could not be exerted.
After a while, his consciousness gradually became clearer, and the pain followed, slowly wandering around his whole body. Only then did he realize that he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a misfortune. His body was trapped in a huge collapsed pit, and his upper body just avoided the falling meteor, but his legs were firmly pressed down below.
I looked up at the boulder that trapped me and wanted to try to push it away. But when I saw it, I was immediately shocked, and even the idea of "It's better to die". It turned out that the boulder could not see the edges, and it was a curved surface at the height, disappearing from sight. Not to mention the seriously injured myself, even if I rely on magic when my body is intact, I am afraid it will be difficult to shake the boulder at all.
There were almost no flames on the huge rock, but the stone was bright red, like melted iron juice, spewing out the heat that could turn everything into ashes. If I hadn't been the fire-controlling magician, I would have been doomed.
The severe pain finally began to erode his body wildly. The pain was like the ruthless licking of the eighteenth level hell. The beads of sweat as big as beans evaporated as soon as they rolled down. The piercing pain almost made him faint.
In a trance, among the heat waves and smoke, there seemed to be a white figure approaching himself slowly—
Chapter completed!