The surging fire shone on the sky and the dazzling light cut through the sky.

More than 3,000 meters away from the central battlefield, the blood-red fire cloud dimmed in an instant, and the originally burning blood shaking like a dead candle.

Rumble!

At the moment when the fire cloud came into contact with those attacks, the terrifying energy fluctuations spread in all directions, causing flying waves of dust. For a moment, the battlefield was misty, almost covering up all the scene.

Of course, such visual interference is nothing to the silver-level strong men, and they are still able to observe the scenes in the distance.

However, others do not have such a good mood.

boom!

The sky in the distance suddenly brightened for a moment, and amid the endless light and heat, a surging mushroom cloud suddenly rose.

The extremely violent shock wave was like a crazy dragon, centered on the covered and hit position, and was raging in all directions at a terrifying speed that surpassed the speed of sound.

The vast majority of the battlefield, whether it is the Black Iron Level that belongs to the joint forces, or the Black Iron Level that belongs to the Empire and the Dwarf side at that time, gave up the idea of ​​attacking the other party and began to resist this terrifying aftermath.

Such a terrifying explosion and such a short distance, fortunately, such a group of people are not ordinary people, and they are protected by various self-defense magic tools. Otherwise, they would probably be shocked and swayed like fallen leaves in this aftermath.

However, the current situation is not bad. Most people are busy stabilizing their bodies and do not have much energy to attack the other party.

The high-end combat power of the Empire and the Dwarf side was also because most of the attention was focused on the distance, so they did not take the opportunity to attack the two sold guys.

The cold and thin men were also somewhat aware of each other. They did not take the opportunity to cause trouble. They just kept their current state tacitly and thought about ways to escape.

After all, they may survive if they don’t take the initiative to cause trouble, but if they don’t know what they are, they will die suddenly on the spot.

Such a simple choice, you know how to choose with your feet.

Therefore, the fierce conflict on the battlefield suddenly stopped, and the original sound of gunfire that had stopped stopped.

Everyone, either actively or passively, turned their attention to the distance.

Allen stood there, looking at the dusty and thick place covered by the huge mushroom cloud.

The five senses that originated from the body but had not been sublimated could not play much role at this time. He could only use perceptions mixed with spiritual sense, sixth sense, master-level "potential" and other techniques to detect the distance.

But, there was still no result.

It’s not because such powerful detection cannot break through the disturbed magical particle fluctuations there, but because Alan’s perception cannot spread to such a far place.

This is very embarrassing.

In the past, for various reasons, the location where Allen needed to detect was not far away, and most of them were around.

And such a distance can completely allow Alan to use his full strength more sensitively than an ordinary silver-level powerful man.

Therefore, Allen basically did not consider the situation where perceptions could not spread if the distance was too far.

But now, Allen has encountered such an unprecedented situation, which makes him speechless for a moment.

He is not unaware of his perception limits.

You should know that as a strong man, knowing the upper and lower limits of his own strength is the most basic requirement.

Only by clearly understanding your ability can you have enough confidence and self-knowledge.

However, the usual situations he encountered made him consciously or unintentionally ignore this problem. It was not until now that this problem broke out.

OK, since you are not capable enough, please ask for help.

"Renard, what happened there, are those people in the Pale Parliament still alive?"

Alan asked unceremoniously, with the extremely skillful connection to Renard.

"We are still detecting, but there is no result for the time being."

"The magic energy fluctuations there are extremely chaotic. The wave of attack just now is too powerful, causing the magic energy particles that were originally moving irregularly operated under the action of external forces, forming a chaotic momentum that swallowed all the peeps from the outside world."

"but……"

Speaking here, Renard paused, his tone hesitated.

"However, we seem to sense that there seems to be some extraordinary existence with a higher personality."

Alan's heart suddenly shook, and his already very cautious eyes condensed a lot again.

You know, Reinard is already a silver-level existence, and he can call him an extraordinary existence of high-level personality, at least all of them are golden-level.

However, today's great world has just begun slowly, and the concentration of magic energy particles is far from returning to the prosperity level of ancient times.

Although the difficulty of upgrading to gold has decreased a lot compared to the past, it is not that simple.

There are all silver-level powerhouses in the world, and the major forces have never reduced their attention to these people. Although it is impossible to obtain too detailed information, it is impossible to miss this kind of advanced gold intelligence.

But now, the empire has never received information from this area, so it should not be a living golden-level powerhouse.

So, is it a golden-level extraordinary instrument?

It's not very true, Renard is talking about extraordinary existence.

Since we use the term [existence], we should have a breath of life, and it is impossible that we only have dead objects.

So is it an immortal stigma?

Alan looked into the distance, thinking deeply.

[If this is the case, then Hall's approach can make sense.]

[After all, as a golden-level strongman, the spiritual will of the "Immortal Sacred Mark" of the manifestation of Tao has, except for the real golden-level strongman, only those who have "them" know.]

Thinking of this, Alan suddenly remembered something and asked Renard: "Will the blood-colored silk threads just now be caused by Hall through the casting of the Holy Scar?"

Alan didn't explain, and directly said the word "Holy Scar" because he believed that all things he could infer were also inferred by these knowledgeable mages.

Perhaps Allen had recently learned about gold related information because he had searched for his “power” before, so he responded faster.

However, few spellcasters who can achieve silver level are incompetent. They may react a little slower, but they will definitely realize this problem.

"Well, we just discussed it seriously and think it should be like this."

Sure enough, Reynard gave a positive answer.

"Also, when we started the move, we felt that it was a bit too easy. How could we say that Hall gave up without much resistance."

When Allen heard this, he had a vague guess in his heart, "You said, did he do this on purpose, disrupt the situation, and then escape with this?"

"It's very likely." Renard gave his affirmative answer to Allen's question.

The short information flow quickly exchanged between the two, and the more efficient message exchange method than language made the two talk extremely quickly. It seemed that they had said a lot, but it was just a second for the outside world.

Then, the two paused the communication.

It’s not because there is nothing to say, but because the mushroom clouds in the distance have changed.

The huge canopy slowly collapsed, and the terrifying clouds poured down like water.

However, in this heavy black cloud, there is a different color.

At the bottom of the mushroom cloud, a dark barrier, a dim red swayed in the wind, as if it might be extinguished at any time.

But the fire was tenacious, like wildfire falling on the grassland and vowed to set off an endless sea of ​​fire, fulfilling the bold statement that "a spark can start a prairie fire."

"This is really incredible."

Allen responded with sigh.

The next moment, the lights of fire disappeared into the black fog in the blink of an eye.

But Allen and the others knew that this did not mean that the fire was extinguished, but simply because they had left the central area where they were attacked.

Although it was expected, Allen sighed when he saw this scene.

"kill."

Since I have watched the excitement, I have already continued to do my business.

The almost-decorated empire took the lead in launching an attack and began to charge towards the enemy who had almost run out of ammunition and food.

Anyway, they also understood that such a terrifying blow that seemed to be scrubbing the ground would not be enough for them to suffer even if the aftermath was not set aside.

But before, they tried so hard to widen the distance, but they were only five hundred meters apart.

After seeing the miserable appearance of Hall, it is estimated that the other party would not be able to give them a chance to distance themselves.

Nonsense, who can survive such a terrifying attack? Even those guys on the other side will follow them even if they are killed. Even if they are killed on the battlefield, it is better than death without a complete corpse.

So, in this case, Allen and the others no longer follow their previous strategic intentions.

The only guy on the opposite side who might pose a threat to them has run away after paying a huge price, and the rest of the others are nothing at all.

Just as you go up, you'll finish it. With such a big advantage and so many high-end combat power, the casualties will not be much. No, it should be said that at most, there will be only injuries and no death.

Therefore, both sides tacitly began to charge face to face, and began the most direct and tragic battle.

Of course, the tragic tragedy is for the group of mixed fishes of the combined forces.

Although I don’t know how generous the people who invited them gave, Alan was sure that they went to grandma’s house this time.

Not to mention whether you can make a profit, you probably have to stay here even if you have a life.

Constrained his mind and Allen began to wander on the battlefield.

However, he would not take the initiative, mainly to observe the situation and then help when his own person is about to be injured.

This is also the mainstream practice of silver-level powerful men on the empire and the dwarf side.

After all, it would be meaningless if Wushuang does too much grass mowing. Anyway, it is just a flash sale. It would be better to stay and increase the experience for the guys below so that they can grow up as soon as possible.

Of course, although other people are unshuang in mowing grass, Alan has it. No matter how small the mosquito is, he is still meat. He is still in the black iron level now, and he still has the experience to kill these guys.

However, after careful consideration, he gave up.

Because compared with this not-so-conspicuous experience, the growth and combat power of one's own people are the most important.

Alan thought, then suddenly exerted force under his feet, and the solid ground was trampled out of terrifying cracks of spider web cracks, collapsed into a circular pit with a diameter of about one meter.

...

"Die."

A man with a ferocious face held the arm on the sharp sword passing by his chest, and the remaining vitality in his body made him wave a long sword and slash at the executive officer in black uniform in front of him.

Even if I want to die, I will take you down and bury you.

Wow!

The sharp sword tore the air through the final explosion, making a whistling sound like a faint and yelling sound, as terrifying as a sharp cry of a ghost.

Under the pressure of death, this guy who was in his life seemed to have reached an unprecedented level. The long sword breaking through the air pulled out a perfect half-moon arc in the air, and the sword light was shining wildly.

The cold knife surface reflected his last appearance.

His face was ferocious and terrifying, his forehead was full of blue veins, his eyes were covered with blood, his mouth was spitting blood foam, and his face was even more abnormally flushed.

He seemed to be able to see the guy opposite him dying under his knife, his eyes revealed overflowing ecstasy, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

clang!

However, the next moment, a crisp metallic impact made his dream disappear.

"Be careful."

A gentle male voice suddenly appeared, as friendly as a brother next door.

However, such a voice sounded like a devil's murmur to him who was about to die.

Puff!

He was perfectly intercepted by the killing attack, and his body gradually faded away was not enough to make him take action again. In anger, he spit out a large mouthful of blood, which had already broken the hole.

Then, I felt my eyes turn black and I lose control of my body.

In the last scene in his memory, there was only a black-colored sheathed sword mounted on his long sword, and the five fingers held on the hilt were slender and as white as jade.

He was looking up, trying his best to see clearly what the guy who made him die with his eyes closed.

However, the vitality remaining in his body quickly disappeared, and endless darkness spread like a tide. In the end, he failed to fulfill this idea and fell into a permanent sleep in endless pain.

"Be careful next time." Alan didn't even look at the man who was dying with his eyes closed, but just gently entrusted this comrade-in-arms who had been rescued by him.

Then, before the other party could answer, Allen disappeared in front of the other party again and continued his "fire-fighting" action.

Time passed slowly, and the battlefield far away from Gria City gradually became quiet, and the fierce battle also came to an end.

Seeing the changes in the scene, the thin man and the cold man who were taken seriously by several silver-level mages could not help but become impatient at this time.

"what to do?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

Two crazy thoughts flowed and collided in the void, communicating quickly.

Seeing that the number of people brought by his subordinates and another stupid man gradually decreased, their hearts were as painful as blood.

However, they could only watch this scene, but they could do nothing.

Because they were unable to break through the siege of the silver-level mages on the opposite side, just dealing with the attacks on the opposite side had already involved most of their energy. They were really willing but not enough.

However, this is not the most anxious thing for them.

What worried them long ago was that even the silver mages who surrounded them did not do their best. It seemed that they just wanted to trap them.

The thin man and the cold man naturally knew each other's intentions. Isn't it just boiling frogs in warm water and waiting until the battle situation on the battlefield is stable before solving them both?

However, even if they know what it does, do they still have the power to resist?

As time passed by minute by minute, the empire and the dwarf completed the task of suppressing hostile forces with absolute strength, slowly but resolutely.
Chapter completed!