Lord Roar

Chapter 110 Fire

"Coward, a coward who only knows how to run away!" Johnny is tall and burly, and even ordinary barbarian soldiers are a head shorter than him, but no matter how big he is, he is like a clown being played around by Alan. .

At this time, Allen was also sweating profusely, secretly impatient.

According to his original plan with Du Fu, the old guy should have appeared at this time. The human camp didn't know where he went. Most of the enemies in the camp basically gathered together. Why didn't the old Du Fu show up?
This old bastard won't roll up the crystal core of the monster and run away, right?

The more Allen thought about it, the more suspicious he became, but he didn't stay idle, and kept provoking Johnny to lure him away from the warriors of the Lion Tribe: "That's better than you bastard, your mother gave birth to you, Just to let you slaughter your own clansmen? Or did you inherit the quality of the giant clan's rat-carrying guns?"

Johnny chased him for a long time, wishing to chop Alan into meat paste, but there was no way, the other party was like a monkey, running from one moment to another, which made him chase for a long time in vain and consumed a lot of energy.

Johnny, who was already extremely angry, suddenly shouted twice, making a sound like a lion's roar.

A moment later, the "Giant Axe" alien giant gray lion who was still dozing on the outside of the camp suddenly stood up and rushed towards the two of them.

Johnny jumped up high on the spot, straddled the back of the "giant axe", grinned grimly, and directed the guardian beast under his crotch to rush towards Allen.

Allen was dumbfounded, his physical strength was basically overdrawn, and this giant gray lion in the shape of Shamat was obviously not the one to be messed with.

Johnny showed a cruel smile, but it was a pity that there was a sudden change, "Boom. Boom. Boom." In the corners around the camp, accompanied by the sound of explosions, flames lit up into the sky.

Allen smiled, and the old Dove is still reliable at critical moments.

More than a dozen flames shot up into the sky, and then spread rapidly, and countless flames surrounded everyone in the camp.

The sudden situation interrupted countless battles of the elite warriors of the Lion Tribe.

The elite warriors of the Lion Tribe, like their chiefs, watched in bewilderment as the scorching flames separated each warrior.

Old Du Fu above the camp was holding a rag bag in his hand, which contained twelve crystal nuclei of monsters.

"Damn it, let me set fire to a water magician, thank you for thinking of it."

The old Du Fu, whose face was a little pale, looked at the countless flames soaring into the sky in the camp, and secretly smacked his lips: "This alcohol is really overbearing, why did it explode?"

The flames criss-crossed the camp sequentially along the sewage channels built by the early human captives, and every ignited alcohol barrel exploded without accident.

If Allen sees this scene from above, he will understand that these explosions are not without reason. Alcohol, as a mixture of ethanol and water, will have a lower and upper limit of explosion.

Because barbarian warriors have semi-petrified skin, ordinary weapons can rarely hurt them, but everything has weaknesses, and barbarian warriors are no exception. Their weakness is high temperature. Fire can't bring them much damage, but fire reaches a certain level. After high temperature, it can make their semi-petrified skin burst, and burn the surrounding air to make them hypoxic and suffocate.

Old Du Fu, who hovered in the sky for a while, squinted his eyes to look for the soldiers of the Bloodhoof Tribe. Tears almost flowed from his eyes, especially the soaring flames and black smoke, which made it more difficult for him to find.

No way, this is his main task, besides setting fires, he also has to save people.

The reason for looking for Bloodhoof Tribal Warriors is that Old Duff wants to mark them with magic.

People on the mainland, who have a little knowledge of magic, understand that no matter whether a magician uses the magic elements in the space to release spells or cast spells on other people, he needs magic gaze locking and magic marks.

Only when the magic mark is applied, can the magic be quickly applied to the opponent.

As a half-baked high-level water magician, Old Duff certainly couldn't apply water wings to all fifty tribe warriors and Allen at once.

Not to mention him, even a mage is impossible, unless a holy mage with the magic power in his body like the vast stars may be able to do it.

But Old Dove did it. Of course he is not a holy rank. The reason he can do it is because he has twelve crystal nuclei of monsters.

Each Warcraft crystal nucleus retains more or less the magic power of the Warcraft during its lifetime. As long as the old Du Fu uses the magic power of the body as a medium to draw out the magic power, he can mark anyone anytime and anywhere and apply the wings of water.

Seeing that Allen was cornered by the alien giant gray lion, Old Dove quickly extracted the magic power of a monster crystal nucleus, and applied the water wings to Allen.

"Aha." Feeling his body start to vacate, Allen blinked at Johnny who was about to rush over: "There will be a period later, big man!"

After finishing speaking, Allen, who flickered behind the water element to transform his wings, slowly lifted into the air with a face full of teasing.

And the other tribal warriors have already been marked by Du Fu's magic, just like Allen, with wings on their backs, slowly soaring into the air.

A group of dumb-eyed warriors from the lion tribe looked at the raging fire all around for a while, and at the fact that two big wings had grown from their backs in front of the same clan they were fighting with just now, all of which made them completely dumbfounded , and even forgot to block.

The old Du Fu extracted the magic power of a few more monster crystal cores, his old face was full of distress, looking at the monster crystal cores in his hands that had turned into sand, as if what he smashed was not the monster crystal cores, but his own eggs Egg.

"Hurry up, you idiots, try to turn around, Big Babylon, where the hell are you flying, why are you flying towards humans." Teach them how to use the water wings.

And Johnny on the ground, watching Alan who was forced into a dead corner and ran away like this, was full of unwillingness, but he couldn't help it. Although his battle guardian beast was a gray lion of different species, his skill points were wrong. , all added to defense and attack, without the function of flying.

After thinking about it, he should stop chasing it, but even if he wanted to, he couldn't. No matter how big the alien giant gray lion was, it could only jump twice in place and couldn't fly.

"It's broken!" Johnny suddenly remembered that his people were still surrounded by raging fire, and hurriedly urged the "giant axe" to save them.

The sudden change in the camp not only stunned the elite fighters of the Lion tribe, but also the human camp outside the camp.

"Is there a magician on the other side?" Master Cass, who was being protected, suddenly felt the fluctuation of the magic element above the camp, and took a closer look, and found that these barbarians were all blessed by the Wing of Water.

This scene almost didn't frighten Master Cass so much that he collapsed on the ground, my dear, did some holy order come to the wasteland?

What kind of cultivation is this? Casting spells for so many people at the same time, is it the two major holy ranks in the mainland?

Cass, who originally planned to turn around and run away, suddenly noticed the coquettish old Dove in mid-air, and Cass, who was almost out of breath, scolded his mother.

It turned out that it was the magic power of so many monster crystal nuclei, and it turned out that it was Du Fu's Yeluzi mage.

Cass finally saw it clearly. At the beginning, he and Dufu had a relationship in the Locke Kingdom, but as the archmage enshrined in the western parish, Cass had never looked at this water magician who was born in Yeluzi. Hit here.

As soon as the magic power on his body was activated, Cass also slowly rose into the air, and kept approaching Du Fu and Alan's group.

Perhaps the high-level fire magician may not be the opponent of dozens of barbarian warriors on land, but his real opponent is only one Yeluzi mage Du Fu. Those barbarians dancing in mid-air are just at the mercy of others. It's just a prey, if you don't shoot now, let alone when.

Seeing the other party's fire magic flying over, Allen asked in a hurry: "Old Duff, their magician is here, what should I do?"

Du Fu saw a group of tribal warriors clumsy in mid-air and couldn't find their way, especially Babylon, who was flying up and down like a kid who picked up a new toy, and he rolled his eyes in anger. I had to say to Allen: "You command the soldiers to land, and I will hold him back."

"Can you do it?" Allen knew that the other party was a regular senior magician of the Holy See, and Du Fu might not be his opponent, let alone the other party's fire department.

"If you can't do it, you have to do it, how about you run away." Old Dou Fu slowly greeted the opponent's mage with a look of righteousness.

"Didn't you say that you are not his opponent at all?" Allen was really touched this time, and his eyes were a little moist.

Old Du Fu turned his head wretchedly with an old face and said, "It's okay, isn't there a monster crystal nucleus here!"

Allen, who had just been moved, suddenly felt something was wrong, and asked suspiciously: "Didn't you take away all the twelve monster crystal nuclei, and said that you would draw mana to apply to me and the soldiers?"

"Oh, I reported three more."

Allen wished he could kill Du Fu, an old liar, but think about it, he also lied to Du Fu that he only had twelve Warcraft crystal cores, but in fact he missed five. Those five Warcraft crystal cores Still hiding in his arms.

(End of this chapter)