Chapter 270 Battle of the Canyon

Hourglass Secret Realm, in a canyon.

The towering rocks on both sides formed a steep terrain, and the cold wind blew like a knife. In the narrow black canyon below, there were messy rocks and a group of apprentices gathered in place.

At the front, there were three figures.

"Do you think Misela will come?" Posain looked ahead and said in a light voice.

"Don't worry, brother Posain, she will definitely come!" Mary sneered and said hatefully, "That bitch's character is arrogant and pitifully stupid. We use those [Crow Phantom] apprentices as bait, and she will definitely keep the appointment as scheduled."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if she doesn't come."

Grabo had a blank expression on his face and cold eyes, and said, "At most, we can execute those baits. The fluctuation of the mark of one hundred apprentices is enough to improve our performance."

At the back of the canyon, a huge bone cage held one hundred captive apprentices.

These apprentices all belong to the [Crow Phantom] Academy, but at this moment they are locked in cages, with confinement runes set on their bodies, like a group of livestock.

"Brother Evan, do you think Brother Jorah will come to save us?" A sweet-looking but pale girl in the corner of the bone prison asked timidly.

"He will!" Leaning against the corner, Evan's breath was weak, but his eyes nodded firmly.

One of his arms was torn by witchcraft, but the wound was only bandaged with rags, and it faintly exuded a foul smell of blood, which seemed to have worsened.

Swish!

At this moment, a ball of fire suddenly appeared in the sky.

"She's coming!" Posain's eyes lit up, and he raised his head and saw the ball of fire exploded, and a beautiful girl with flaming red wings stood in the air with a proud look.

The next moment, on the rocks on both sides of the canyon.

A group of apprentices belonging to [Crow Phantom] appeared and quickly came to the canyon. There were about 50 people, most of whom were third-level apprentices, including Jorah and Bourne.

Myrcella brought a group of followers and arrived at the canyon on time to keep the appointment.

"Bitch! You are finally here!" Mary screamed, her eyes burning with anger, and said, "Since you dare to show up, don't plan to escape again!"

"Brother Bosain, Brother Grabo, let's kill her together!"

"Escape? Humph!" Myrcella landed on the ground, raised her head, and said coldly, "Since I dare to come, I don't take you trash seriously at all!"

"Do you think everyone is like you, running away with your tail between your legs when you can't beat them?"

"Bitch!!!" Recalling the humiliation in the past, Mary's heart was almost filled with anger, and screams resounded in all directions of the canyon.

"Kill her for me!!"

A group of followers who had just been recruited behind her turned into blood bats and flew up. Bosain and Grabo next to her frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied with Mary's loss of reason.

But since the battle has already begun, the two can only acquiesce.

There are about 100 apprentices under the three men, and they fought fiercely with the 50 people following Myrcella in the Black Canyon.

Although there is a certain gap in the number of people on both sides, it is difficult to tell the winner for a while.

The apprentices of [Crow Phantom] are all elite, and Jorah, who has recovered, has shown extremely strong fighting power. In order to rescue his trapped companions, he killed three vampires in one round of fighting.

The battle between the followers was fierce, but it was not the key to determine the situation.

Mary hated Myrcella to the core, but the previous battle seemed to have left a shadow, and she did not dare to attack rashly, so she could only look at Posain on the side for help.

"Okay, let me see how powerful the Queen of Fire is!"

Posain shrugged, and a blood-red mist surged around him, condensing into blood-red snakes, shooting forward.

Beside him, Grabo also raised an arm.

The palm of the mechanical arm automatically cracked and fired a metal cannonball.

Mysela's face remained unchanged. A magic wand made of red flame crystal appeared in her hand, and then she casually waved it and summoned a blazing wall of fire.

Swish!

Blood snakes bit the wall of fire and turned into blood mist and dissipated. The cannonballs shot from Grab's palm also exploded after hitting the wall of fire, forming a strong explosion.

"Don't you want to kill me?"

A golden luster burst out of Mysela's eyes, her arms spread out suddenly, and the fiery red wings behind her shook, and the whole person flew into the air.

"Then come on!!"

Her eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the whole person stood in the air, like a scorching sun, emitting a hot and dazzling brilliance.

Boom!

A huge fireball hit the ground, and the faces of the three people in Posain changed, and they immediately scattered around to avoid it.

The ground was hit by the fireball, and strong energy burst out. Several vampires around had no time to dodge, and they screamed shrilly, and their flesh and blood melted like candles.

"This kind of power..." Grab's pupils shrank.

"The destructive power of a casual attack can reach more than 15 degrees!" On the side, Posain's face also showed a solemn expression, muttering: "Such a terrifying combat power has reached the level of a first-level wizard. In the secret realm, I am afraid that only that monster can compete with it alone?"

Thoughts changed in his mind, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in Posain's eyes.

"This woman is too powerful, we must work together to kill her!" Turning his head and looking at the mechanical maniac, Posain said in a deep voice: "Don't hide your trump card anymore, use all your combat power!"

After saying that, Posain took a deep breath, and a blood mist rose from his feet. Then his body began to twist and turned into a blood giant snake.

"Okay!" Grabo's face turned cold, and the black mechanical gears on his chest began to rotate madly. Two red spots appeared in his eyes.

Swoosh! !

The laser beams pierced the sky, like two sharp blades, aiming at the direction of Misela and swept across fiercely.

Misela raised her head and shook her fiery red wings.

The invisible flame blocked the laser attack, and at this time, Posain, who had turned into a blood snake, opened his mouth and spit out a blood mist.

In the sky, the blood mist condensed into clouds.

The scarlet blood raindrops fell, and it seemed to have the power of a curse. The fiery red wings behind Misela actually emitted a trace of black air.

"You are looking for death!"

A trace of anger appeared in Misela's eyes. She shook her wings again, and streams of fire fell from the sky, almost turning the canyon into a sea of ​​fire.

"It's only been a year since we last met, and her strength has grown to this point!"

In a hidden corner above the canyon, a figure wearing a black mask on his face hid behind a rock, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Chip, perform data simulation. In my current state, if I duel with Misera, what is my chance of winning?"

"Ding! Simulation ends, winning rate: 51.73%."

"Only more than half?" Enzo frowned slightly and murmured, "It seems that Misera's growth rate is a bit beyond imagination!"