Chapter 1171 Return

"Only the birth of the source fire can make Komodo so crazy. It seems that the Night Pavilion Master has succeeded." Fafnir's faint voice came into Angel's ears.

It turned out to be the Night Pavilion Master.

Angel was in a trance for a while. Thinking carefully, it was indeed only the Night Pavilion Master who could make such a big noise.

Recalling the overwhelming horror idea before, Angel is still terrified.

However, how could the Night Pavilion Master appear on the top of the Void Tower when he ascended the throne?

Angel looked at the top of the tower in confusion. Under the joint attack of Komodo and humans, the light pattern there is now almost transparent.

At this time, the frost giant incarnated by Mr. Monkey suddenly took a step forward, and the giant sword transformed by the Frost Moon Silver Crown was pulled out by him. He held the sword with both hands and aimed it at the light pattern.

With a loud shout of "hum", boundless frost power gathered, and the blue light covered the giant sword. I saw Monkey seemed to have used a great force and chopped forward with the giant sword!

A terrifying sword beam, along with endless white frost novae, rushed towards the light pattern like a crescent moon!

The light pattern surrounding the top of the tower before, under the attack of Komodo and other wizards, has become almost transparent, and is about to reach the threshold. And this sword beam of Monk became the breakthrough!

Clang!

As if the glass was broken, the light pattern surrounding the top of the void tower was completely dimmed, and cracks appeared. The light and shadow flashed and turned into countless broken light spots, which merged with the sparks in the wind and finally disappeared...

As the light pattern dissipated, the scene on the top of the tower was completely exposed.

"That is..."

"How is it possible?! There is a vortex on that painting!"

"Could it be that the painting is really the work of the magic painting wizard?!"

There were bursts of exclamations from the floating ice, but soon, the exclamation turned into horror.

Because, from the vortex in the middle of the painting, countless flames with extremely terrifying energy density suddenly flew out. The flames were like dense drizzles, and anyone who touched them would be burned immediately!

There was a demon that was closer, and it was a fire demon. After being touched by the flames, it turned directly into a ball of black ash!

Seeing this scene, Maher shouted in horror: "Open the defense! Quick, open the defense!"

There was a panic on the floating ice. On the other side, Angel was also frightened by this scene. When the light pattern was withdrawn, he thought he would see the Night Pavilion Master, but there was no shadow of the Night Pavilion Master on the top of the tower. Instead, he saw the painting called "Night".

The painting is now pitch black, without the flames, but a vortex.

Just as Angel was observing carefully, countless terrifying flames flew out of the vortex. This kind of flame can even burn fire demons, and Angel dare not touch it.

Thanks to Fafnir's presence, she waved her hand and the wind field enveloped her and Angel.

The flames that flew out of the vortex slid to the other side when they touched the wind field.

Angel breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, he heard Fafnir's whine. Looking back, he saw that Fafnir, who had always been calm, was now showing pain and sweat on his forehead.

The wind field that enveloped them also shook for the first time under Fafnir's maintenance!

"Lord Fafnir," Angel whispered softly, "Are you... are you okay?"

"These flames come from the source fire pool, the origin of civilization... that indescribable world, so it is more difficult to resist..." Fafnir's intermittent voice came out.

Angel was stunned for a moment. From the world of the source fire pool? Could it be that these flames are the source fire?

Angel subconsciously looked at Orusia and Komodo. Both of them were targeting the source fire. Orusia was on top of the tower, but it, Greywood, and Tandin were all on the side of the painting and were not affected by the flames. Orusia had been staring at the vortex in the middle of "Night" and didn't seem to care about the leaking flames. Komodo turned into a hazy fire element, forming a shield to block the flames.

It seemed that these flames were not source fire.

Angel looked around again. Even Fafnir had difficulty resisting it, and the defense of floating ice was even more impossible to resist.

The floating ice floating in the sky was directly evaporated into gas under the flames. It dissipated in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sanders was also resisting the flames, feeling the terrifying power in the flames. He now understood why Nitotip suddenly put away the rain clouds before... Even if the umbrella was a mysterious object, it would probably be damaged if it faced these flames directly.

Fortunately, the flames released from the vortex did not last too long.

A minute later, the flowing flames gradually disappeared.

Maher looked back and saw that many of the 'black clouds' of demons in the distance had died in the flames. However, not many human wizards died.

Because although the flames were powerful, they only caused damage in the current world. As long as they hid in the other world, they would be relatively safe.

Now the spatial energy in Rasuderlan was very chaotic. Demons could not go to the other world, and wizards could not open the exile space, but wizards had an advantage, which was the witchcraft garden.

At the moment when the floating ice melted, all the wizards were put into his witchcraft garden, the Everwinter Garden, by Monk.

Now, all the wizards have been released. Only a few of them were hit by the flames and turned into ashes because they did not have time to enter Yongdong Garden in a panic. The other wizards were safe.

Although the wizards were still safe, it was a pity that the floating ice was gone.

When Maher took out his private vehicle with emotion, the wizards around him suddenly made an uproar. Maher looked in confusion and saw that the painting on the top of the tower in the distance was shining brightly again...

...

Fafnir revoked the wind field, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stared at Komodo in the distance with vicious eyes.

Although these flames were indeed difficult to resist, the main reason why she felt pain when maintaining the wind field just now was that she was injured in the previous battle with Komodo, otherwise she would not be so embarrassed.

However, when Fafnir was staring at Komodo, he saw Komodo suddenly rush to the top of the tower.

Fafnir's eyes followed Komodo's movements and also came to the top of the tower. On the painting on the top of the tower, a scorching light burst out from the vortex again.

However, this time, Komodo did not show his vigilance as before, but looked at the light with excitement.

On the other side, Orusia also stared at the light deeply.

Seeing this scene, Fafnir's eyes flashed with doubt: "Could it be that the light in the vortex..." is the source fire?

When Fafnir was speculating like this, the vortex finally changed for the second time. Before, a large amount of flames leaked out, but this time, there was no flame flowing out of the vortex.

But this change made everyone more afraid than before.

Because

A huge hand suddenly stretched out from the vortex.

At first it was just fingers, and slowly, the whole hand was exposed. The size of this hand is like a giant's hand, but it is not as rough as an ordinary giant, but smooth as jade.

The color of the hand is bright red, like a burning glass.

When the hand emerged from the vortex, all living beings felt the same terrifying thought as before, and the flames in the entire sky rose and fell with it.

At this time, everyone understood that the owner of this hand must be the source of the terrifying thought.

Originally, Monk was going to take this opportunity to sneak attack Orusia, but with the appearance of the hand, Monk's eyes flashed with horror, and he took a few steps back.

The hand in the vortex was still reaching out, it stretched out very slowly, as if there was a layer of obstruction, preventing it from coming to this world.

"I once heard Odklas say that one must completely transform oneself into flames in order to go to that world, which is equivalent to dispersing everything." Fafnir said softly, "And if you want to come back from that world, you must make everything that is dispersed return to entity, which is called reshaping."

"Now, its movements are very slow, which is actually a reshaping process."

Angel turned back: "Lord Fafnir means that the owner of that hand is... the Night Pavilion Master?"

Fafnir nodded, with envy in his eyes. In terms of age, the Night Pavilion Master is much younger than her, but it took that step so quickly, which made her very emotional.

After confirming that the hand belonged to the Night Pavilion Master, Angel's eyes flashed with joy.

No matter what, the Night Pavilion Master did help him a lot before. Seeing the Night Pavilion Master come to this step, even if the race is different, Angel is really happy for him.

However, when Angel looked at the slowly extended hand, it reminded him of Feng again.

Feng, it seems that he has nothing to do with anything at the moment, but he always feels that his shadow is everywhere, even the last step taken by the Night Pavilion Master is also Feng's work.

Not to mention, now the Night Pavilion Master has emerged from Feng's painting.

What role did Feng play in this?

When Angel's mind was churning, the Night Pavilion Master's forearm finally "struggled" out of the vortex.

Just when the forearm was completely exposed, a strange wave suddenly diffracted outward.

Angel was also attracted by this wave. What kind of feeling was this? He couldn't describe it himself, but his heart suddenly accelerated and pounded, as if facing a table of delicacies, with great desire.

Looking closely, it seems that when the Night Pavilion Master's forearm stretched out, it seems that he inadvertently brought out a batch of flames from the indescribable world.

At the end of the Night Pavilion Master's forearm, the red elbow that seemed to be burning, was burning with a small white flame.

This flame looks inconspicuous, but it is this small flame that attracts everyone's attention.

Because it is the source of all fluctuations!