Chapter 172 Dragon Magic
Lin Feng's heart sank.
Even the damage caused by the self-detonation of the top holy magician only caused damage to Crest's clothes, but did not cause fatal harm to Crest.
Then both of them would have sacrificed their lives in vain!
Lin Feng looked at Yaheng. At this time, Yaheng's shoulders were trembling and anger was uncontrollably emerging from his eyes.
At this moment, a strong breath burst out from Yaheng's body, and the fire storm formed by the magic elements enveloped him completely.
Advanced!
At this time, Yaheng advanced to an 8th-level legendary magician!
However, there was no joy on Yaheng's face. His knuckles turned white from gripping the magic wand, and he seemed to be having an intense ideological struggle.
Lin Feng learned from Simon that Yaheng would make a breakthrough in this war, but after the breakthrough he would be facing Eliphant, and even if he won in the end, it would be a narrow victory.
Now facing Crest, who is far stronger than Eliphant, even if he breaks through to become an 8th-level legendary magician, there is still a huge gap between him and Crest.
"Lin Feng." Yaheng suddenly called out.
"I'm here, Commander." Lin Feng heard a hint of determination in Yaheng's tone.
"I will definitely send you away safely!"
After Yaheng finished speaking, a flaming sword suddenly appeared behind him. Magic power surged all over his body, and his bright red magic robe whizzed.
The next moment, he rushed straight towards Crest in front of him.
The magic wand releases scorching heat like the scorching sun!
In a blink of an eye, Yaheng transformed into a scorching sun and slammed heavily into Crest's body! Crashing into the sky!
The dazzling light made it impossible to open one's eyes, and two balls of flames shot up into the sky!
Lin Feng looked into the distance, and his heart twitched as if it had been hit hard.
In the field of vision, Yaheng's body continued to expand, and the surging elemental power continued to enter his body. The degree of his expansion between breaths was no weaker than that of the previous two captains!
Yaheng, actually chose to self-destruct!
Is this the only way to save all the human magicians on Nether Island?
Lin Feng thought back to what Yaheng had just said. He was afraid that at that time he had clearly realized the gap between him and the Abyss Demon Lord Crest.
Even forbidden spells can't hurt the opponent, and even the four captains have died one after another. What other methods are there to kill the opponent?
In the entire Nether Island, the strongest person is only Yaheng. The only way is to sacrifice himself in exchange for the survival rate of all the remaining people in this space and time.
Therefore, Yaheng went there with the determination to die. He did not do it for the S2 Magic Corps, but for all the magicians who came here a year later! For the future of the Magic Continent!
He absolutely cannot let these living forces die here!
boom!
A sound that shook the world shook the entire sea and islands, and the brilliant light illuminated every inch of the dark abyss.
Fire rained down, and the flames faded in the pupils of every magician.
Looking at Yaheng being engulfed by the flames, Lin Feng's eyes turned red, and it seemed as if something exploded in his mind, and a rustling sound rang in his ears.
"Foolish human magician! Do you really think that the great Crest will die in your hands?"
Sudden.
The flames blooming in the sky were once again obscured by dark clouds, and that despairing voice once again echoed throughout the entire Nether Island.
With a ferocious laugh, Crest swooped down from the sky and landed above Nether Island again!
At this time, Kleist was no longer a complete Kleist. His arms and right leg were blown off, and the charred ends made his face look hideous.
he got hurt!
but!
Not dead yet!
But Yaheng can never come back!
At this moment, thousands of figures rushed into the air, and all the magicians of the S2 Magic Legion stood in the air, facing Crest without fear!
"Crest, don't ever think of setting foot in human territory!"
"Even if I die in battle, I will fight you to the end!"
"We will share the honor and disgrace of all those who died here!"
One after another, the legion magicians shouted and guarded this last line of defense, unaware that this was just a past battle.
In another time and space, they had already won; but in this time and space, they encountered an unprecedented disaster.
However, they were not afraid, nor did they retreat. Even if they had to do it a hundred times, they would still step onto the battlefield of the abyss and stop the foreign invaders who intended to invade the territory of the magic continent.
The sacrifice of Army Commander Yaheng did not make them despair, but made them more determined.
This is their responsibility!
Crest looked at the group of ants in front of him and laughed unscrupulously: "The Nether Island is the territory of our Abyss Demon Clan. It's ridiculous that you are here in my territory and you are talking about defending your magic continent! Well, in this case, I will kill all of you today, and tomorrow I will lead a million Abyss troops to attack your magic continent!"
At this moment, countless magic spells were cast at Crest from all directions, but Crest ignored them. His only remaining leg did not affect his movements at all.
He opened his mouth wide, golden flames burning in his eye sockets. The next second, the sky fell, and the magicians who besieged him were fixed in the air one by one, screaming!
Lin Feng watched everything happening in front of him, but he couldn't move at all.
There seemed to be an unshakable force imprisoning him all over his body.
This force not only locked him in, but even blocked Crest's abyss power.
At this moment, the rustling sound in his ears became louder and louder, and a call from ancient times seemed to appear in his mind.
until--
A loud dragon roar!
What he saw before his eyes was no longer the darkness of Nether Island, but a pool of blood!
A pool of blood releasing extremely high temperature flames!
In the pool of blood, a fire dragon was stirring up the rivers and seas and spewing flames.
Lin Feng stared at the dragon. Since he came to the magic world, he had only seen a fire dragon when he was in the Shadowmoon Ancient City. He was knocked unconscious by the fire dragon as soon as he met it.
Later, when I woke up, I learned from Yin Yue that the fire dragon was called Surt and was the wild boar's real mother.
But why did I see the fire dragon Surt appear on Nether Island? Was I hallucinating?
At this moment, the fire dragon in the blood pool suddenly soared into the sky, and its figure that covered the sky and the sun turned into a red beam of light.
The red beam of light shattered with a "ping" sound, turning into unrecognizable text-like patterns that rushed towards Lin Feng.
Lin Feng was unable to move at this time. He wanted to dodge but was restrained. He could only let the pattern hit him.
But at this moment, an obscure syllable suddenly appeared in his mind, as if he had already mastered it.
The scene before him collapsed with a loud bang. The fire dragon disappeared, and the blood pool also disappeared.
There was only Crest laughing wildly in the sky, and the magician warriors who died in the war!
Lin Feng raised his left hand, and his originally smooth arm was covered with fiery red scales!
A terrifying and shocking power is hidden within it, and every move he makes seems to be able to tear the space apart!
An unprecedentedly powerful magical force began to wash over every muscle of his over and over again. The incomparable power was infused into every cell of his body!
At this moment, Lin Feng had only one feeling!
Powerful! Incredibly powerful!
far away!
Crest suddenly stopped what he was doing. He felt a pair of eyes staring at him. A terrifying force that made him tremble was not far away!
He turned his head suddenly, and a pair of inverted pupils kept expanding in his sight!
It's that human!
Although he was clearly a human being, he saw the shadow of a giant dragon and its mighty power!
[Dragon Magic]: Surt's Tearing Flame!
The roars of dragons filled the sky and exploded in Crest's ears!
The true god-level magical energy rushed towards Crest with overwhelming force!
"No! Impossible! Why would a dragon appear in the abyss!"
Crest looked at the flaming dragon claw that was getting closer and closer in horror. The power contained in it was no longer a power that a human magician could control, but a power that truly belonged to the god level!
The pseudo-god-level power he possessed was like an egg struck by a rock, shattering on its own before the claws of this giant dragon!
In an instant, Crest's already tattered body was completely shattered by the tearing flame!
A soul rushed out and fled into the distance of the abyss sea in fear.
But in the next second, he was frozen in place, being swallowed by the raging fire of death!
A wave of air spread out, and Crest, who was madly reaping the lives of human magicians the previous second, no longer existed the next second.
The entire Nether Island was in an eerie silence.
Every living magician looked up at the sky, and for a moment they didn't know what to do.
It was not until a magician shouted "The Lord of the Abyss is dead, kill all the Abyss troops" that everyone came to their senses!
The most powerful enemy has been slain!
Next, they will avenge the legion commander, the captain, and all those who died on this battlefield!
Lin Feng gasped heavily, and a smile appeared on his face as he watched the human magicians who had regrouped and started to fight back.
He really didn't expect that the wild boar's mother had left a dragon magic in his brain, and the power was so strong!
However, the aftereffects of this dragon magic were also very strong. Just one spell drained all his magic power!
A feeling of dizziness rushed straight to my head!
He could no longer support his body in the air and fell downwards!
……
Magic Tower, conference room.
At this time, the faces of the high-level executives of the magic tower sitting around the long table in the conference room were all dark, and an indescribable atmosphere of oppression enveloped them.
The appearance of uncontrollable god-level power in the time mirror is a major mistake in the magic tower assessment. Nearly ten thousand magicians have died in it, which will bring strong shocks to the entire magic continent!
"I'll take responsibility for this. It was me who proposed this expansion of the Magic Tower!" An old man wearing a monocle raised his head. His name was Copperfield Hawke. He was one of the current deputy masters of the Magic Tower and the person in charge of the personnel affairs of the Magic Tower.
"I should be responsible! It was my idea to choose the map of Nether Island!" Matic Bolt said through gritted teeth.
"Blame me! If I had been more careful, I would have discovered the existence of the demon clan!" Yaheng also blamed himself. Although he was not aware of it, it was his army that occupied the Nether Island. Whenever he thought that he might be dead in that time and space, he felt a sense of empathy.
"Copperfield, Matic, Yaheng, it's not your turn to take responsibility. I am the current owner of the Magic Tower. Only I can come forward and give an explanation to everyone for causing such a serious accident."
The master of the Magic Tower, Jed Douglas, stood up, glanced at a few people, slowly walked to the window, and looked at the endless wheat fields.
The end time of the third round of assessment had already passed 2 hours ago, and everyone would have been teleported out when the time was up.
But now, there are still 8156 people who have not come out.
You can imagine what the result will be.
In the entire conference room, everyone looked at the tower master's back and no one dared to speak.
"They're out! The examinees are all out!"
At this moment, a human resources officer rushed into the meeting room shouting without even knocking on the door.
The senior executives in the conference room slammed their desks and said, "Say it again!"
"They're out! All the assessors who participated in the second round of assessment are out! Including those who came out before, there are a total of 9945 people, of which 1354 are still trying to resurrect, but 7 are missing. It is very likely that they died in the assessment and their bodies are not found." The secretary hurriedly reported the collected information to the higher-ups.
Hearing this, the high-level magicians looked at each other, then looked at the determined look of the person in charge, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.
Compared with the previous result of the annihilation of the entire army, the fact that almost everyone is still alive is undoubtedly great news.
In this assessment, as long as the body of the person who died in the trial is still intact, there is a high probability that he can be resurrected. Only if you die in the map and your body is gone, you can be truly dead.
Only 7 people died among nearly people, which is a blessing in disguise and an acceptable result.
"Everyone, we were negligent in this assessment. Although most of them made it out alive, the dangers involved are definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Please follow me to the Pantheon to comfort them." Tower Master Jed looked at everyone.
However, one person voiced opposition.
"It's not time to go yet," Jenny Murphy sat in her seat. Seeing everyone looking at her with doubtful eyes, she continued, "Don't you find it strange? The rupture of the time mirror means that a god-level power has appeared inside. Even a false god who has been promoted through the corpse god technique is not something that those examinees can deal with, nor is it something that Yaheng can deal with. But now they have all come out alive. How did they do it?"
"Maybe that false god has left Nether Island? As long as he is not in that time and space, order may be restored." said a senior executive.
"Do you think it's possible? Are the Lord of the Abyss good friends with us humans? After seeing us capture the Nether Island, will he let us leave?" Jenny Murphy sneered.
"No one knows what happened in the time mirror now, why don't we just ask a few people?" said the deputy tower master. "Brooke, the strongest person participating in the assessment should be Franky, call him over to ask."
Brooke Dani nodded and was about to go to the Pantheon to call for help, but was stopped by the earlier official who looked uneasy.
"Teachers, among the seven missing people, there is His Excellency James Franky of the Caesar Empire and His Royal Highness Brady Xingyue, the eldest prince of the Xingyue Empire."
Suddenly, the conference room fell silent again.