Chapter 1229 Fish on the Chopping Board

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At this point, seeing the hellfire surrounding Wang Yan, Lord Chihuo could no longer suppress his violent mood and let out a series of rampant laughter: "Stupid human boy, I will see where you can escape."

In its eyes, the enemy who fell into its hellfire tide was already a fish on the chopping board, and whether it lived or died was entirely up to its will. Since it had succeeded, Lord Chihuo naturally felt that there was no need to pretend to paralyze Wang Yan, and the address naturally became stupid human boy.

After Mei'er's instant translation, Wang Yan couldn't help but sneer. Speaking of which, Lord Chihuo was really silly and cute in a sense. Once the "calculation was successful", he immediately turned arrogant.

However, since it wants to play, then play with it.

Wang Yan, who was in the hellfire, pretended to be panicked: "Lord Chihuo, you, you, you, what do you want to do?" After evolving to Wang Yan's level, his memory and comprehension have long surpassed the level of ordinary people, and he is also rapidly mastering the language of the Purgatory Demons. I believe that it won't be long before he can talk to Lord Chihuo without Mei'er's translation.

Seeing this, Lord Chihuo became even more arrogant: "Hahaha, stupid boy, what do you think I want to do? If you know what's good for you, kneel down and surrender, and hand over the treasure and the top-grade succubus. Maybe I will be in a good mood and let you go."

"Succubus?" Wang Yan touched his chin and said solemnly, "I'll ask her opinion." Then he looked at Mei'er and said, "Mei'er, did you hear what the lord said just now?"

"Master." Mei'er smiled charmingly, "You are a thousand times better than that waste Chihuo, how can I bear to leave you?" In order to prevent Chihuo from not understanding, Mei'er also said it in two languages.

Master?

Lord Chihuo was stunned for a moment, and then his face became particularly gloomy. He thought that the relationship between Mei'er and Wang Yan was just teammates who met. That human boy, at most, saved Mei'er's life.

But he didn't expect that the top-grade succubus had already recognized the master.

Succubi are also a very special race. Once they call a master, they will not be pure unless the original master dies or is sent away by the original master. The most important thing is that this succubus is very likely to be impure.

A good and priceless treasure was actually defiled by that human boy. And he kept saying that he was a waste and that the human boy was a thousand times stronger than him, which really made Lord Chihuo very angry.

"Okay, okay!" Lord Chihuo laughed angrily, "Boy, I wanted to save your life. But it seems that you are seeking your own death, die for this lord." As the word "die" came out, the devil flames suddenly surged, and the hellfire tide surged towards Wang Yan like a tidal wave.

Wang Yan's tall body among humans seemed extremely small in this hellfire tide, like a small sampan in the stormy waves, which could be smashed to pieces by the huge waves at any time.

"Poor human." Some creatures who sympathized with Wang Yan sighed in their hearts, "In the hellfire tide of Lord Chihuo, I'm afraid they will be annihilated in less than a quarter of an hour."

Just when everyone thought that Wang Yan was doomed, suddenly, an astonishing scene happened in the martial arts arena.

The overwhelming hellfire tide froze on the spot in an instant, as if time had stopped, and even most of the hellfires were still in a state of flaming.

"Hey, this, this, what's going on?"

All the creatures of hell were stunned by this unusual scene.

"What?" Lord Chihuo was also a little dumbfounded. His hellfire tide was a gifted spell imprinted in his blood. Once it was used, he could command it like an arm and was invincible. The way all the hellfires stopped at once was unprecedented.

It drove it repeatedly in secret, but the hellfire tide, which was usually very obedient, did not even have the slightest response. Suddenly, it felt a little scalp-bursting and confused.

"Hehe~"

Wang Yan held the war hammer and floated in the air above the tide of hellfire. His expression was full of pity and disdain for Lord Chihuo. He gradually gathered a momentum, an inexplicable king's momentum.

The stagnant hellfires began to stir like living things. Soon, they seemed to have unified their emotions, and the flames lowered their heads in a very humane way, facing the same direction, and worshipped Wang Yan.

The countless hellfires were like thousands of subjects, all prostrating at Wang Yan's feet, paying the highest salute to their king. And Wang Yan strolled among them, like a supreme king reviewing his subjects and the army.

"How is it possible!"

Lord Chihuo was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out. Those hellfires began to perform with his innate spells. How could it be possible that he would not listen to it now, but serve that human as his master?

Seeing the growing aura of a king on Wang Yan, Lord Chihuo was sweating coldly and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Just before Chihuo could react, the hellfires suddenly moved, but this time their target was not Wang Yan, but Lord Chihuo. Countless hellfires formed a surging tide, rushing towards Lord Chihuo and engulfing him.

The flames burned his body and even his soul desperately.

"Ahhh~"

Lord Chihuo, trapped in the tide of hellfire, roared in pain. As a purgatory demon, he had a very high innate fire resistance, but no matter how high his fire resistance was, he could not resist the refining and burning of the thousands of hellfires.

He fought back desperately and repeatedly dispersed the hellfires, but there were too many hellfires. After dispersing one batch, a new batch surged up. Lord Chihuo, in extreme pain, thought of the two-headed giant that he had refined to death.

The two-headed giant also struggled desperately, roared in resistance, but finally fell down helplessly.

Lord Chihuo was horrified. Was he going to follow the footsteps of the two-headed giant? No, he was even more sad than the two-headed giant, because the hellfires that burned him were all summoned by himself.

His subjects and the army were also stunned by the scene before their eyes, and made a restless sound.

"Chihuo!"

Wang Yan jumped high, passed through the dense hellfires, and slammed the fire hammer down on Lord Chihuo. With a bang, it smashed fiercely into the ground. The power of the violent war hammer even smashed a huge pit in the red rock ground, and the cracks spread densely in all directions.

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