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Chapter 798: Trap for Flame

"In fact, those mutants are not difficult to deal with, but they are a little troublesome to deal with..."

As the strongest tribe in the tribal alliance, the Hanye tribe is actually not afraid of the seemingly massive alien army. They have plenty of ways to deal with them.

However, killing these alienated armies will cause the mutation to spread.

Just like killing a flame will leave a flame mark, killing a mutant will also add a "mutation mark". When the mutation mark reaches a certain level, these normal dark races will also mutate.

Therefore, the Hanye tribe must use "non-direct lethal" weapons to deal with this group of mutants.

Whether turning them into smooth balls or letting them float into the sky, these are all non-direct killing methods.

These mutants will definitely die later, but if they die of "organ failure" or "falling", the mutation will not spread.

This is the experience gained by the Hanye tribe from fighting fire for a long time. The weapons they made are all kinds of strange, and there are many ways to prevent the spread of mutations.

"These weapons were all invented by the previous leader. After that, no mutants have appeared in the Hanye tribe again."

Han Chao's words were full of admiration.

"Before he left, besides asking me to take good care of Han Qin, he also asked me to continue researching weapons to deal with fire and then defeat it. Now, I can finally fulfill his wish..."

Han Chao's heart was beating violently. He could no longer suppress his inner excitement. His thick blood vessels were swaying excitedly in the air.

There are only a few alienated soldiers left. Those that are left have either hidden themselves or have lost their ability to fight. Only the raging fire that keeps burning forward remains.

The patterns of the flames became clearer and clearer. It seemed to be able to directly locate Mo Ling's position and flew straight towards the valley where they were hiding.

Those winding mountain paths and twisted rock caves could not stop its progress at all. It would either fly over them directly or burn through them directly, constantly approaching with scorching heat.

The light has already shone into the valley, and the cold wave has also issued the final order, activating the trap for the fire.

"Be safe, my friend." Han Chao gently touched Mo Ling's shoulder and ran to the side.

That sturdy body was surprisingly agile when it ran, its sharp claws pierced through the rock wall, its tail swung, and its hair was like a flowing cloak.

The "acting leader" of the Hanye tribe showed his most powerful fighting posture.

The moment the flames appeared in the valley, the cold wave brought a group of warriors from the Hanye tribe, like moths flying towards the flames, merging with the shadows and rushing towards the scorching center.

The black hair was swaying, and the warriors of the Hanye tribe were moving gracefully in the light, tearing open a large black net.

The cultivated light plague spread along the big net and landed on the flame.

Countless black spots instantly appeared on the bright outer flame, clinging to the fire like maggots on the tarsal bones.

The flame that had been moving forward suddenly stopped for a moment, and burst into even stronger flames, trying to ignite those stubborn black spots.

However, the hotter the fire, the faster the light plague spreads.

The black markings crawled up in the direction of the flames, devouring the scorching light hungrily.

The revenge from darkness came quietly, and in the blink of an eye the flames became mottled.

"burn!"

The flames seemed to ignore the spread of the black spots and continued to exert their power.

As it struggled, the black spots quickly spread, dyeing its entire outer flame black.

The black outer flame was constantly swinging, and the flame was madly releasing firelight, trying to extinguish the deep darkness, but everything it did had the opposite effect, and instead made the light plague spread more fiercely. The warriors of the Cold Night Tribe continued to circle the flame, sowing the seeds of darkness, which deeply penetrated the body of the flame and began to grow vigorously.

The mottled flames finally realized that their struggle would only make the darkness spread faster, so they gave up resistance and shrank all the flames into a ball.

The light that was so rampant just now suddenly turned into an egg-shaped ball of light. All the power was concentrated inside it, and the outside was wrapped in thick darkness. It wouldn't take long before the darkness would completely transform it.

At this moment, the center of the flame began to expand violently, and some small explosions occurred continuously inside, and then shrank instantly.

The flame seemed to be trying to destroy itself...

"Do you want to kill yourself and break free from the shackles of darkness?" Mo Ling instantly guessed what Flame was thinking.

But this is simply impossible. Even if a part of it can be destroyed, it cannot be regenerated.

The part that was corroded by the light plague has completely become a part of darkness, and the fire cannot kill that transformed part of itself.

"burn!"

The will of the flame was still powerful and it struggled madly, but the darkness was getting tighter and tighter, trapping it in the big net.

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As if realizing that it was powerless to save the situation, the flame wrapped in darkness suddenly burst out with its last ray of light, pierced through the black film that enveloped it, and rushed towards Mo Ling with a determination to die.

"Even if it means death, you're going to drag me down with you?"

Mo Ling looked at the fire that was desperately rushing towards him and sighed inwardly.

He was no longer as helpless as he had been when he first saw the flames.

He raised his hand gently, and the shadow weapon attached to his hair instantly turned into a black spear, stabbing towards the oncoming flames.

Just like the first time he faced the fire giant, when he charged forward with the spear in hand, Mo Ling's body's nausea and fear of fire completely disappeared, replaced by endless calm.

No anger, no awe, nothing...

My mind is empty, and the heart in my head no longer beats. My blood vessels droop naturally, letting the surrounding darkness push me forward naturally.

The moment the gunshot touched the fire, Mo Ling felt that everything around him stopped and became quiet.

There was no sound of burning flames, nor the sound of the claws of the Han Ye tribe warriors rubbing against each other, as if the world was left with only quiet darkness.

There was not even any enemy left, only him and the black spear in his hand.

The patterns on the gun handle slowly rotated, and as time froze, he seemed to hear the conversations in the gun again...

"Why do we need to find the third axis?"

"This is the mission the darkness has given us. It is very important."

"Can you please slow down for a moment? Our companions are suffering from the flames."

"Flame? That's nothing. It's bound to go out."

"Really? Where did it come from? Why did it attack our race?"

"It... is just like us, just carrying out a mission. Have you heard of the Fire Thief?"

(End of this chapter)