The Wizarding Age

Cold Wind Plains.

Even though the war outside was in full swing, the place was still shrouded in the bone-chilling cold.

On the flat and solid road leading to Winterburg, rows of ox carts were densely packed, filling the place tightly and airtight.

The carts were loaded with food and strong liquor.

The carts were not pulled by ordinary cattle, but by split-toed cattle that were native to the Cold Wind Plains. This kind of cattle is extremely powerful and has a lot of fat on the body, which can withstand the invasion of the terrible cold wind here. Therefore, it has become the most important freight livestock.

A small ox cart mixed in the busy road, crushing the ice on the frozen ground, and slowly drove towards the towering Winterburg at the end of the horizon.

Silently, a corner of the thick wolfskin mattress covering the carriage was lifted, revealing an orc boy with a childish face and two strands of white frost under his red nose.

He looked around curiously, especially at the orc warriors who were only wearing half of their fur robes and had most of their chests exposed to the cold wind but were fearless.

His dream was to become a real orc warrior and become the pride and glory of the entire tribe. At that time, Danya would also look at him differently!

Just as the orc boy was biting his fingers and immersed in his fantasy, the old orc driving the car turned his head, patted his head lovingly, and complained: "Quickly shrink your head back, it's cold outside, be careful not to..."

At this point, the old man's voice suddenly froze, and a look of horror suddenly appeared on his wrinkled green face, and his turbid pupils stared straight through the boy's head and stared at the distant sky.

The orc boy suddenly looked back, and what he saw was the terrible sky fire burning all over the sky.

The sky... was burned through!

The sky of the Cold Wind Plain is burning...

A straight and clear fire road extends and burns in the high sky. Wherever it passes, countless golden flames fall from the sky and ignite everything on the earth.

Each wisp of golden flame is as dazzling as a fire meteor, beautiful beyond description. But when they fall from the sky in a golden arc, they bring a terrible disaster to this land ruled by severe cold.

Bang bang bang...

A wisp of golden flame falls on the ground and explodes into a huge wave of fire that spreads slowly in the original place. Although the fire wave is relatively thin, it has a terrible high temperature like melting gold and molten iron. Not to mention the flesh and blood body, even the giant rock covered with a layer of ice and harder than steel cannot resist the burning of the golden flame.

Where the fire wave passes, the earth is charred.

Whether it was the frozen earth that was impenetrable by a knife or the tall and upright statues of the beast gods, they all melted into semi-liquid rolling magma in the flames, turning the entire Cold Wind Plain into a boiling sea of ​​fire.

The old orcs and the young man were stunned, watching the fire road in the sky burning over their heads, and then watching the scattered flames explode into a huge fire ring, engulfing everything around in the sky-high fire waves.

At first, some orcs could still hear the terrified screams, but as the rain of fire fell one by one, everything became quiet.

Wherever the fire waves washed over, the orcs would instantly explode into small torches, and even the ox carts full of goods would burn into huge bonfires. The frightened split-toed bull broke free from the rope and ran around. Before it could run far, a flame floated down, and the fire waves overflowed. It turned into a ball of fire bull and struggled to run a few steps, then fell headfirst and never got up again.

Under the gaze of the young orc, even those extremely powerful orc warriors could not resist these golden flames that seemed like the world-destroying sky fire. Seeing the orcs around him being burned to ashes and the carriages being burned to charcoal, he was terrified, but he had nowhere to escape. He could only hug the old man tightly and beg for the protection of the Lord Beast God.

It seemed that the Beast God appeared. Even though the sky fire was dense like rain, turning one side of the entire Cold Wind Plain into a sea of ​​fire, it only missed this small ox cart.

However, just as the two orcs stood in the sea of ​​fire and shivered, the loud and high-pitched dragon roar sounded again in the distant sky.

The layers of fire clouds that had been ignited rushed rapidly along the direction of the fire road under a strong push. When it was not far above the two people's heads, the fire cloud broke, and a huge and ferocious dragon figure suddenly appeared in the sky.

The giant dragon, which was a hundred meters long, raised its neck and roared loudly, and continued to flap its wings to chase the fire road. When its fierce dragon power was poured down, the weak life fire of the old orc and the young man was extinguished instantly, leaving only two stiff bodies hugging each other tightly, standing alone on the burning plain.

They were shocked by the terrifying dragon power of the evil dragon Sinkra and were scared to death!

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Grimm was unaware of what was happening below him.

At this moment, he was no longer interested in slaughtering these orc civilians who were like ants. And all his mind was on how to get rid of the terrible plague god behind him.

As for how much disaster the flames would bring to the orcs passing by along the way, this was not a problem that Grimm needed to consider now. He did not do it on purpose, but as a super-class fire wizard, his every move would inevitably affect everything around him.

Along the way, Grimm has tried countless flame clones, using the method of suddenly bursting into four or five identical flame humanoids to distract the attention of the evil little female dragon.

At the beginning, the evil little female dragon was still interested in spitting out bursts of dragon breath to kill these flame clones one by one. But as Grimm ran away, Sinkra became furious and anxious, and began to concentrate on chasing Grimm's body, and ignored those confusing flame clones.

She could clearly sense that the further she flew, the thicker the concentration of faith in the air. This fully proved that there was a powerful temple on the ground not far ahead.

As a 6th-level evil dragon, Sinkra's wisdom was no less than any opponent of the same level. It was just that her cruel and violent emotions always interfered with normal thinking and rational analysis, which led to her always doing some horrifying and incredible terrible things.

Sinkra could guess the hidden thoughts behind the little bug's every move. This abominable guy must want to use the temple's cover to escape from his pursuit.

Humph, it's just a temple on the ground of a beast god, not his real kingdom of God... Does that annoying little bug really think that this little power can scare him away?

With infinite hatred and rage, Sinkra flapped the colorful dragon wings hard, chasing the petite flame figure a thousand meters away like lightning.

"Today, even if I chase you to the ends of the earth, I will tear you into pieces... Only in this way can I vent my anger for destroying my space beacon... Stay with me!"

After saying that, Sinkra opened his mouth wide, and a strange dragon breath with black smoke crossed the thousand-meter space and appeared directly behind Grimm who was flying quickly.

Sensing the terrifying dragon breath behind him that was enough to shake his soul, Grimm exploded his body without hesitation, dispersing into four flames of different shapes and sizes, and fled to different airspaces.

The black smoke dragon breath seemed to have its own intelligence, and was able to turn in mid-air, chasing closely behind the largest flame, forcing Grimm to explode again, hitting the black smoke dragon breath with several flames, and only then barely detonated the power in advance.

A dull explosion.

A black light circle suddenly exploded in the air, and the flames were instantly extinguished in the place covered by the light circle, and all the elemental substances instantly lost their activity, and even the spiritual consciousness attached to them would be annihilated simultaneously.

Grimm, who struggled to escape a thousand meters away, regrouped into a flame humanoid, looked back and glanced behind him, and the shock and horror in his heart could not be concealed.

Even the spiritual consciousness attached to the elemental particles can be annihilated...

Just relying on the strange characteristics of the other party's black smoke dragon breath, it is enough to kill a rule wizard like him!

Winterburg was already in sight, and the huge temple standing in the center of the city was clearly visible. Grimm did not dare to hesitate for a moment, and as soon as his figure condensed, he quickly ran towards the predetermined target in the distance.

Whether he could escape the pursuit of this terrifying killer god depended on this!

The explosive fire road left by Grimm behind did not harm Sinkra at all. Flapping its colorful dragon wings and wrapped in a blazing red fire cloud, this 6th-level female dragon crossed the sky like a peerless fierce god, closely following behind Grimm.

As if sensing the breath of the two strong men coming, multiple surging and violent breaths in the huge temple rose to the sky. Immediately, four strange figures of different heights appeared in front of the hall.

"Stop!"

The one in the middle of the four figures was a skinny old man with an old face who was about to die.

He was wrapped in a colorful witch robe, with strange patterns painted on his face, body and hands with bright germanium mud, strange feathers on his head, and a long-handled witch staff made of Panli wood in his left hand.

Behind him, three familiar orc warriors stood in a row.

They were the three god-level orcs who went to Dunmojo to make trouble last time.

The old orc paused with the witch staff in his hand, and a circle of golden halo swung out. He shouted in a hoarse and low voice with supreme majesty: "This is the main temple of the great beast god Ah in the world, you..."

Grimm and Sinkra ran too fast, and they broke into the vicinity of the main temple before the orcs even received any warning information.

Therefore, the orc chief priest was confused and could only stop Grimm with a few men.

But before he could finish his words, the old orc sensed the violent and savage aura coming from Sinkra, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

Level 6... This dragon is a level 6!