Chapter 1668 Arsonist

Under people's watchful eyes, the huge humanoid body in the teleportation array gradually solidified, and the heat wave radiated became more and more intense, to the point of igniting all the surrounding trees, forcing the onlookers to retreat in horror.

After a few seconds, the monster finally completed the teleportation. It was a huge structure made of wicker. It was no less than 50 feet high from head to toe. There seemed to be coals smoldering inside the body, and the fire and smoke came through the gaps between the wicker Seeped out, and gathered above the rattan giant's head into a tumbling dark cloud, like a volcano about to erupt, it looked extraordinarily ferocious and terrifying.

What is even more unbelievable is that the giant's body is clearly woven from flammable wicker, but it will not be ignited by the raging fire in its body. It seems that there is a mysterious magic power that makes it immune to fire damage. It continuously radiates high temperature to the outside world and burns all flammable objects close to itself.

"Snake Hand" Sharman noticed that the trees within a hundred feet around the wicker man were all scorched and twisted by the heat wave emitted by the monster, burning into charred smoke. If the fire spreads, the officers and soldiers of Midgard hiding in the nearby forest will also be affected, and they shouted at the wicker man: "Elson! Control your big toy, don't hide us! This forest of fire is on fire!"

"Hehe, Sharman, long time no see, you are still so boring."

Above the huge body of the wicker man, came the laughter of a young man. At the same time, the body of the wicker man swayed slightly, as if a certain device had been closed, the gaps in the wicker shrank sharply and became tighter, and the size was shortened by 10 feet, and the figure seemed to have become thinner.

The shrunken wicker man closed most of the gaps on the body surface—actually, it was the vent for the magic furnace in the body to absorb air from the outside to support combustion. The heat radiation dropped significantly, and the scorched trees around were lucky enough to escape. a fire.

At this time, people have noticed that the man who responded to Sharman just now, the legendary "Pyromaniac" Elson, is sitting quietly on the shoulder of the wicker man.

Elson Halevi was wearing a black velvet robe, just like his junior brother "Serpent Hand" Sharman, the difference was that the sleeves and lapel of the robe were embellished with bright red flame patterns.

Delicate skin, handsome face and a quarter of elf blood make this notorious pyromaniac look like a young man of sixteen or seventeen, even though he is actually over thirty. Elson's expression and demeanor gave people the impression of laziness and rebellion, and occasionally a wild look flashed in his eyes, which seemed to indicate that this person's mental state was not always so stable.

"Elson, don't waste the heat energy of the Wicker Man here. What you should do is to pour its full flames on the Fierce Man, and burn down the troop carriers on the river as soon as possible."

Baron Laval looked at Elson and said impatiently.

Elson lowered his head and looked at Baron Laval. The moment their eyes met, it was like a collision of flames and ice, sparking a silent thunder.

The air in the forest seemed to be emptied all of a sudden, including Shaman, all the people around felt suffocated.

Shaman tugged at the neckline that seemed to be strangling his neck, fearing that the crazy Elson would confront the equally eccentric Baron Laval face to face, and hurriedly urged: "Elson! Command to do!"

Elson withdrew his gaze, with a strange expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile on his handsome face. He stood up slowly from the shoulder of the wicker man, pressed his right hand to his chest, and bowed deeply to Baron Laval, imitating the aristocratic etiquette on the theater stage. .

"As you order, my lord, a grand bonfire party is about to begin, please enjoy it to your heart's content."

The wicker man slowly turned around under the control of his master, and dragged his huge and bloated body to the river. Two red lines of sight were projected from the grid-shaped face woven of wicker, resembling a knight's mask, overlooking the stranded on the river. The troop carrier, and the Fizen officers and soldiers wriggling like ants on board.

At the same time, the Feizhen officers and soldiers on board also noticed the unusually hot air blowing from the left side of the river bank, and they all turned their heads to wait and see. When their eyes touched the wicker giant hidden by the branches and leaves, they all cried out in fright, quickly picked up their rifles, and shot at the giant wicker. The huge monster that billowed smoke opened fire.

The bullets hit the wicker man, and most of them got into the body through the gaps in the wicker, and were melted by the magic furnace. They failed to cause any damage worth mentioning to this behemoth, but enraged Elson deeply. He squirmed his lips and chanted a mysterious curse arts.

The wicker man slowly raised his thick rattan arms, inserted his palms into the narrow gap in the center of his chest, and suddenly pulled to the sides, tearing his chest apart.

Flames rose from the wicker man's open chest like a charred, blazing hearth.

In the depths of the furnace in its chest, there are vaguely strange laughter, and many small figures are moving in the fire, as if a group of naughty children who are not afraid of the flames are playing "hide and seek" in the furnace .

"Go, my children, tonight's carnival begins!"

Elson's eyes were burning, and he laughed wildly.

There was also a muffled roar from the wicker man's chest. The flames mixed with a large amount of red-hot coke shot out from the monster's chest, like a red waterfall falling towards the river.

More than a dozen troop carriers near the left bank were hit by the falling fire, and all of them were ablaze. The Feizhen officers and soldiers on board were also ignited by the fire rain like a natural disaster, struggling and moaning, jumping into the river to save themselves.

Along with a large amount of carbon fire erupting from the furnace of the wicker man's chest, there are sixty-four "fire boys".

These little monsters are less than three feet tall, they look like a group of deformed babies made of charcoal and lava, with crazy laughs, jumping around on the boat, getting into the crowd, and frantically biting the frightened person Fei.

Although these monsters are small in size, they are surprisingly powerful. They can easily knock an adult to the ground, and skillfully kill their prey with sharp and scorching claws.

The body of the fire boy made of coke is quite hard. When the sword cuts on the body, it emits a golden iron clang and bursts out a string of sparks, but it is difficult to cause fatal damage to them.

What's even more frightening is that these little monsters are also like the wicker man, constantly radiating scorching magic power outside the body, forming a circle of "flame aura" if there is any substance. But no less.

Feizhen soldiers who entered the radiation range of the "flame aura" seemed to be stuffed into a furnace, and their hair and military uniforms were ignited in a blink of an eye. Most of them could not escape the tragic end of being burned alive.

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