In Opslet City, the red flames formed an endless river of fire, extending all the way to the end of the long street.

The jumping flames kept burning painful items, such as toothbrushes, fans, shoes, bicycles, tumblers, and dolls in human clothes, struggling, shouting, and running away in the sea of ​​​​fire.

But I can't find any hope or way out.

Fire can not only bring the warmth that people long for, but it can also easily turn into a disaster and destroy everything.

Just when all the items were about to reach the edge of collapse and despair, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the air filled with thick smoke.

In this disaster, the chaotic masses could not notice other existences at all.

In order to survive, they must extinguish the flames on their bodies. However, as objects abandoned by their owners, they were originally beings that were declared eliminated by the world. Now they are even less able to solve the disaster in front of them, and even trying to survive becomes difficult.

Extremely difficult.

Panic is contagious, especially when the red fires are connected, the screams and painful cries in the ears make everything feel like they are in hell.

No longer able to think.

A black figure was suspended in the air, and a slender wand was pulled out from his sleeve. The figure was dressed in black robes, dancing in the wind, and was almost engulfed by the thick dark gray smoke.

The lamps in the sky emitted a faint light, but they could not bring any peace of mind to the items in the disaster.

On the contrary, the flickering lamps are more like sparks in the sky, eyes of flames, looking down at the city in the dark gray sea of ​​smoke, overlooking the objects that were attacked by the sea of ​​fire and desperately fleeing, with cruel indifference.

The slender figure was almost hidden by the thick smoke, the magic robe behind her was billowing up and down in the wind, and her long silver hair with a hint of blue at the end was dancing and flying in the heat wave.

The city shrouded in fire and smoke looked like a doomsday battlefield.

Painful roars and screams, sad and desperate cries, all in one.

However, the figure standing in the air was unmoved at all. The wand in his hand was raised and placed in front of his chest. An icy blue light rose from the top of the black wand...

The blazing fire wave could not be shaken. Surrounded by thick smoke, the ice-blue light became brighter and brighter. It was like the bright moonlight suddenly shone into the dark gray sea of ​​smoke. It was like the magic light of the cold moonlight, and the boiling smoke of the sea of ​​fire.

city, forming a very sharp contrast.

Like ice and fire, light and shadow, a drop of indelible white is dropped into the black ink. The originally inconspicuous figure became particularly eye-catching because of the blue light blooming from the wand in his hand. The light at the top of the wand

Getting brighter and brighter.

A cold chant sounded. Although the sound was not loud, it was clearly transmitted to every corner of Opslet City and to the ears of every object that was panicking because of the flames.

The ethereal sound carries a wonderful and mysterious rhythm that all living things cannot ignore.

The icy air, starting from the wand placed on the chest, spread in all directions, and the boiling and billowing smoke was continuously forced back by the icy cold air.

In the gray sky, little lights flickered, like stars holding the moon. The moon was the figure chanting the magic spell. Because the light emitted by the wand in his hand became stronger and stronger, the long silver hair dancing in the wind was also coated with a layer of light.

Ice blue light.

The figure is wearing a dark robe, but the face cannot be seen, adding a bit of mysterious and noble temperament, just like the messenger of the moon god descending into the world.

All living beings felt the quiet beauty of the moonlight in her singing, and the cold air spread rapidly, forcing back the dark gray smoke boiling in the air.

Within a radius of a hundred meters, the air returned to clarity, and even the dust that was originally floating in the sky disappeared without a trace. Everything looked so incredible and beautiful.

The figure holding the wand lowered his head slightly, his long silver hair fluttering in the wind, he waved the wand gently, and finished chanting the spell.

An icy blue beam of light shot out from the top of the wand, landed on the burning city, and then spread rapidly in all directions of the city.

The crimson flame seemed to have met its nemesis, without any effective resistance, and made a "chichi" sound.

A thin layer of blue ice covered all the flames.

With a devastating force, it wiped out all the enemy troops. But at the same time, it also froze all the objects that were subconsciously looking up into ice.

The noisy city has returned to silence again. And the figure standing in the air is silent, as if it doesn't want to use sound to break the beauty of silence.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and a ball of light burning with red flames suddenly shot out from the top of a triangular building.

The speed of the flame light ball is very fast, and the direction it wants to attack is the back of the person chanting the curse. The red light ball flame tears through the air and night, pulling out a long tail flame, like a lightning meteor.

The heat wave is rolling, the approach is fierce, and the killing intent is boiling!

The figure standing in the air seemed unaware of this, and did not react until the flame ball of light was less than one meter away from itself.

Volley took a step forward, and a silver magic circle suddenly appeared behind the singer. The light ball burning with red flames instantly came into contact with the magic circle emitting silver light.

Like a punch hitting cotton, the red flame light ball triggered the teleportation array.

Not only did the sneak attack fail, but he was teleported instantly. The silver teleportation array behind the chanter disappeared together with the teleported flame ball...

When the silver magic circle dissipated, the chanter standing in the void slowly turned around and faced the triangular building that emitted red flame light balls. At the top of the triangular building, an astonishing explosion sounded.

Dazzling golden lightning flashed on the top of the tower. Two figures, one large and one small, fought fiercely in the thick smoke raised by the explosion. The red flames intersected with the dazzling golden lightning.

A cross-shaped sword light bloomed in the night sky, and then there was a loud noise. The tall figure shot out like a cannonball and hit a plane wreckage behind the triangular building. He was directly embedded in it.

On the side wall of the plane.

The singer breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the brim of the hat with his hand wearing a blue full-finger glove, and pulled it upward, revealing a pair of ice-blue eyes as clear as water.

He uttered a spell quickly in his mouth, activated the jumping technique, and a silver magic circle appeared in front of him. The magic president took a long step forward and disappeared into the air together with the magic circle.

At the same time, on the other side, a rotating silver magic circle appeared on the top of the triangular building where Alice was, and Brenda walked out of it.

The little blond wizard came over upon hearing the voice, his amber eyes were crooked, and although his forehead was covered with sweat and he was still breathing heavily, he looked in good spirits and there was a smile in his eyes.
Chapter completed!