In the clouds, Rand chuckled. He held Yakus, who was tightly hugging his tail, in his paws again, and asked softly.
"Your Majesty Rand is right, these are indeed the most beautiful fireworks I have ever seen in my life.
But I think next time, when Mr. Rand invites me, the fireworks will be more beautiful, right? This gives me something to look forward to."
Yacus also smiled.
There was no trace of guilt for the deaths of the soldiers and citizens who were with the baron.
This guy is obviously not a soft-hearted person.
"Hahaha! Yacus! As long as you work hard for me and research more spells, I believe the next fireworks won't be long."
Rand laughed and seemed particularly happy.
Although the [Dragon Flame Jade] shot just now consumed nearly 70% of his physical strength, the power of the magic power was truly astonishing.
In his opinion, it is definitely comparable to an 8th-level spell.
Fire is the most damaging and violent element, coupled with terrifying shock waves.
The true power is believed to be among the best among 8-level spells.
If the hypocritical silver dragon from before was subjected to such a blow.
Rand can guarantee! The other party will definitely go directly to meet her god!
At the same time, this is also his most powerful skill currently.
It is different from the skill of Dragon Meteor.
Although [Dragon Flame Jade] is also a group killing skill, if it hits directly, its power is comparable to that of a single target spell.
It is a skill that deals both single target and group damage.
What's more, he didn't even reach full power this time! To be honest, he still wanted to see the power of the demon queen who consumed 100% or 90% of the body.
However, he is quite cautious by nature and does not allow himself to be in a particularly weak state, which may cause him to lose the chance to escape if he encounters a strong enemy by chance.
"I look forward to that day coming, Lord Rand!
By the way, do you have any other spells that I need to study in particular? To be honest, I'm very motivated right now."
Yakus was very excited. He wanted to go back to study spells right away and win Rand's favor with better results so that he could welcome the next fireworks more quickly.
"Next, the name of the spell I want you to study is..."
Rand and Yakus chatted in the air, and after a long time, he took Yakus away.
And the news of the death of the baron in this small town also spread.
When the people around him heard that they died because of divine punishment from the sky, they thought it was nonsense.
But when they arrived and looked at the tragic scene of the incident, all of them were silent.
They don't believe this is divine punishment, they think Baron Karl has offended someone!
Offended an extremely powerful spellcaster!
One must be at least level 18 or 19.
Get infinitely closer to the legendary spellcaster!
Only such a strong person, using all his strength to cast the most powerful spell, could possibly cause such a destructive scene in front of him, right?
There are only a few such strong men in the entire kingdom.
Although Baron Carl is extremely disgusting, he has been living in a small mountain town, so he won't offend any big shots when he goes out, right?
How could such a good person be punished like this?
This is hard to understand.
There is no way to find out the truth.
This is one of the reasons why Rand chose [Dragon Flame Jade] to avenge Yakus.
Of course, there is the thought of further testing the power of [Dragon Flame Jade] and observing the actual effect.
Why don't you have any intention of hiding yourself?
[Long Yanyu] attacked the target from an altitude of thousands of meters, and people on the ground were killed, and no one knew who was responsible.
And if one uses [Dragon Meteor], it can kill Baron Carl instantly.
But wouldn’t his true identity be directly exposed?
Although he is not afraid of these ants, he does not want to cause unnecessary trouble.
Unless...kill all the humans in this town.
Although Rand regards the humans in this world as ants, under normal circumstances, he has no interest in killing these ants one by one.
It's like playing with a nest of ants when you were young. You poured boiling water into the ant nest, but you wouldn't pay too much attention to those that escaped or were outside, and poured boiling water to kill them.
Your attention is only on the ant nest.
The lives of ants that have nothing to do with you will only be taken away when your bad taste strikes.
Because your time may be more valuable than the lives of these ants!
Even if it’s just for a second!
This is a very sad but ironic reality.
Green forest.
While Rand was out, several more magical creatures flew out.
Green City.
Magic Tower, top floor.
It was still the same room full of books. At the wooden table, the old man with white hair and beard carefully looked at the information just obtained from the magic owl.
"To Your Excellency the Reverend Archmage:
Following your instructions, I have been in Green Forest for nearly five months now.
Today, the rebellious Yamos developed an extremely powerful 7-ring fire spell for the evil dragon, and the evil dragon's strength increased again.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel that the evil dragon seems to have grown a lot. He has become stronger than before.
In order to prevent accidents from happening, I implore you to gather your forces as soon as possible to annihilate the evil dragon and his relatives."
"Young people just can't keep their composure and have no vision for the future!
It’s rare to find a dragon that can run a chamber of commerce and make money on its own. If you don’t fatten it up and slaughter it, wouldn’t it be a waste?”
The old man shook his head and laughed, his tone full of mockery for the writer.
He didn't take it to heart that the other party wrote that the evil dragon seemed much stronger.
The only thing is that the other party is anxious for them to send troops to attack in order to liberate themselves from the evil dragon.
So he continued to write:
"Hold it! Hold on! The fish can be bigger! Young man, take a long view!"
at the same time.
Ireland City.
In a villa on the edge of the central commercial street.
Aganfu, who was somewhat plump, was lying on the soft sofa, his upper body was naked.
A maid was beside him, gently massaging his back with her small hands, which made him hum with half-closed eyes.
On the seat next to him, there was a small wooden box with soothing music playing inside.
This is a music box refined by an alchemist. It’s not too expensive, but it’s definitely not cheap either. The price is around 70 silver labons, making it a standard equipment for rich people.
Aganfu was immersed in it and almost fell asleep.
Peng!!!
But at this moment, the door was violently kicked open.
The massage maid was frightened and froze. Aganfu was also frightened half to death. He was trembling all over and looked up at the door.
Then he saw that the intruder was a guard who had been following Rand since before he met him.
This made him furious and roared:
"You bastard! Do you know what you are doing? If there is no reasonable explanation, I will definitely send you back to the master! Let him cramp and skin you! Then swallow it!"