Chapter 77: The ones who disrupt the situation one after another
"Headmaster, be careful, that sword can further strengthen Macbon's firepower!"
Rean in the air immediately warned, and he had been preventing Macbon from drawing his sword.
Macbon's combat power can be divided into four stages, normal state, devil state, drawing out the magic sword Angbar, and the final devil stage.
Except for the final demon stage, which cannot be entered casually, the other three stages of Markbond can be used freely.
The gap at each stage is a hierarchical transition. The gap is as big as a warrior crossing a crucial line and becoming a saint.
The normal state can deal with extraordinary opponents, and the flame demon can deal with extraordinary enemies. If he draws his sword, even Alleria, who is qualified to be the strongest warrior, is in danger of defeat.
No need to say anything, Alleria had already felt the terror of the black flames.
That aura that does not belong to this world is indeed worthy of evaluation beyond human beings. Her teacher, the "Swordsmith of Light", was irreparably damaged because of being exposed to this power.
And although her beloved sword, the True Red Sword, is not a mortal product, it cannot withstand the burning of the black flames for a long time.
Alleria made a prompt decision and took the initiative to retreat.
She is not afraid of challenging powerful enemies or getting hurt, but she also won't hold on even if she knows she can't hold on, unless she has no other choice.
Macbon did not pursue Alleria, but looked up at Valimar in the sky.
"Do you still have time to pay attention to others? Drink!"
Umbar waved in the air, and the black flames separated from the blade, drawing a half-moon arc and attacking Valima in the air.
Rean wanted to get out of the way, but he was afraid that the black flames would fall to the ground and cause greater damage, so he could only block with his sword, disperse the black flames, and use his spiritual power to extinguish it.
Taking this opportunity, the Purple Red God Machine got rid of Rean's entanglement and successfully distanced himself from Valimar.
Seeing this, Li En glared at Macbon helplessly.
With the speed and maneuverability of the Purple God Machine, it would be difficult to get closer after pulling away.
Macbon knew nothing about Rean's thoughts, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
With the magic sword in hand, Macbon's fighting spirit has boiled to the limit, and Unbar swept across the field.
"Come on, let's howl under the moon together!"
This is No. 1, this is the true meaning of being the strongest.
No matter how many people you come, I will challenge you all by myself!
"That's right, let's do it like this." Ken Parela laughed, spreading his hands like a carnival host, "The party must be lively to be interesting."
"I refuse!" Rean said decisively in the air, because he had already seen the brilliance of the teleportation spell, "That's it, everyone!"
"That's right!"
"I won't let you succeed!"
"Lux lunae sanctam (holy moonlight)!"
The spell was activated and brand new reinforcements were sent.
Alyssa and Machias, one on the left and one on the right, used guided bows and guided guns to attack Macbon and Kenparela respectively.
Of course it had no effect, and they didn't expect it to be effective in one blow. It just attracted the attention of the two people.
The real main force is Emma and Serenu standing in the center of the teleportation array. The witch and her relatives join forces to use the moonlight as a medium to rain down the rain of spiritual power. Wherever it passes, the raging flames are quickly contained, and under the influence of spiritual power,
It gradually becomes weaker under the wash.
"I have a hand." Macbon said and raised a hand to touch the rain of spiritual power. "You must be a relative of the Abyss."
Ken Parela looked Emma up and down: "I see, you were the one who set up the barrier this afternoon, and I suffered a lot."
Emma's whole body glowed with purple spiritual light. While maintaining the spell, she said in a cold voice: "The junior sister of the Witch Clotide, the adopted daughter of 'Scarlet Roselia', and a member of Thors' old Class VII.
Ma Milstin - If you continue to fight, let me be your opponent, and I will definitely suppress your flames."
“The momentum is good.”
Macbon grinned. He and Alleria had many similarities in personality, and they most admired people who were capable and capable.
"But, even the 'Abyss' can't suppress my flames! This level of hindrance——"
The forehand turned into a backhand, and the magic sword Angbar was inserted into the ground, and the flames, which were more than twice as powerful as before, spread around.
Although the rain of spiritual power is still pouring, it cannot stop this new flame.
There is no absolute life-or-death relationship in this world. As long as one of the parties is strong enough, there will be overwhelming results.
"Then, what about me?"
Another teleportation array appeared directly in mid-air this time, sending a short woman with long blond hair down to her heels.
The ancient wand shining with blood-red light in his hand pointed downwards. Not only the flames on the ground, but also the flames on Macbon's body were weakening.
"Is there such a technique that is directly aimed at me?" A hint of surprise finally appeared on Markbon's face, "The Empire's 'Witch Familiar' clan looks very interesting, so you are what the girl mentioned just now."
Roselia the Scarlet?"
"Exactly." Roselia nodded majestically, "The Flame Demon is truly a monster beyond imagination."
"Both each other. Although it would be nice to have a fight between monsters——"
Macbon's eyes flashed, but he did not draw the sword. Instead, he sent the sword back to the space rift, and he also released his transformation.
"——But the people who disrupt the situation come one after another, which is really a bit disappointing. Let's call it a night."
"I have no objection." In the flash of green light, Ken Parela flashed directly to Markbon, "But at least I want to say hello to the distinguished guest before leaving. We are here to say hello."
After saying that, he snapped his fingers and a firework exploded above the stairs leading to the tarmac.
"There are a lot of familiar faces."
Under the fireworks, another team of five people came to the top of the tower.
There are three members of the Thorz instructor team, Randy, Michael, and Tova.
Governor of Crossbell Rufus Albarea.
As well as the leader of the VIP group, the first prince of the Erebonian Empire, Oribat Leiser Anor.
Each of them is a veteran with strong strength and rich combat experience, a true elite.
The sudden appearance of fireworks did not disrupt the pace of the veterans. While on guard, they calmly arrived on the airship pad.
As a vanguard using heavy weapons, Randy naturally rushed to the front and was the first to see Ken Parella's face.
"Taoist, I'm angry."
"Don't show that expression, son of the God of War."
Unlike Randy's disgust, Ken Parela is still smiling.
"We get along quite well with my sister."
"Oh, he's the brother of Zhangui girl." Macbon had never seen Randy before, and he only realized it after Ken Parela said it.
"I'm not her brother!" Randy was rarely in such a irritable state.
Shelly is the person he wants to break off the relationship with the most. If possible, he never wants to see her again in his life.