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Golden light gradually emerged from Victor's body, and his eyes flickered with golden light.

The breath rotated, and the air around him began to tremble constantly, like ripples rushing around.

Feeling the power flowing on his body, Victor felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.

[Victor: Kravenna] Lv: 43-lv: 45 [Upgrade status improving-remaining time 1:59:50]

HP: 16000+5000 [Gaia equipment]/21000

MP: 17500/19000

It is hard to imagine that a mage would have an attribute with a higher HP than mana.

He carefully felt this relaxed body, and basically all aspects of the attribute had a bonus.

It was probably two levels higher.

Counting the experience points accumulated before, he could use this ability to temporarily reach the 45th level attribute.

This is the ability of Lady Kasanna [Upgrade].

However, it now belongs to Vega.

Even the power of the Heritage Temple can be stolen by Vega.

Madam Kasana's ability is just a gift from her thin sacred bloodline.

The warriors trembled as they watched Victor, whose momentum was rising.

The man standing in front of them was already very powerful. How powerful would he become under Madam Kasana's [Upgrade]?

They didn't dare to think about it.

Victor didn't care about the warriors' thoughts. He turned around and looked at Elsa lying on the ground.

He leaned over, stretched out a hand, grabbed Elsa's chin, and forcibly lifted her head up.

Looking at the expression of humiliation, hatred and unwillingness on her face, there was no ripple in his heart.

"So, what are you still struggling for, Elsa?"

Victor's devilish voice sounded in Elsa's ears, breaking down Elsa's psychological defenses step by step.

"Are you going to sacrifice yourself to save everyone here?"

"Or."

"Let everyone here be buried with you?"

Just as the voice fell, the door suddenly opened.

A new group of warriors rushed in from outside.

They were well-equipped, wrapped in various steel armors with flowing magic, and holding flashing guns in their hands.

Aurelian couldn't understand these novel things at all. She could only watch the warriors gather nearby and point the black muzzles of their guns at Victor.

A sturdy man with broken armor on his body walked in slowly.

That was the guard outside the door just now, and his body also exuded an extremely powerful fourth-level aura.

Blood gradually emerged from his body, and his body swelled slightly, just like a beast.

The two powerful auras collided with each other, causing the air around them to bend slightly.

Soon, his eyes looked around.

The first batch of soldiers who came to support all lay on the ground, like puppets that had lost control, and were completely stuck in the ground.

Mrs. Kasana's eyes were broken, and she knelt there without a soul.

Elsa was also pinched by Victor's hand and lifted up, as if she was forced.

Seeing this, the man understood everything that was happening.

He looked at Victor, and his body exuded a faint aura of a strong man.

"Victor Cravener, you are already guilty of a heinous crime! Why don't you surrender!"

He waved his big hand, and the subordinates wearing fine armor immediately became alert, and blue fluorescence flowed on the gun body.

"Do you want to taste the taste of being beaten into a sieve!"

Victor did not look back, but just glanced at the soldiers on standby behind him with a ruthless side eye.

"It seems that they did not give you a chance to save them."

He put down his hand and let Elsa fall into the mud again powerlessly.

The cloak on his body burned in the slightly trembling golden light, and the extremely fierce flames stabbed towards the sky, gradually lighting up red lines.

The red lines gradually climbed up from his skin, passed through his shoulders and neck, and went down to the area around his eyes.

"Then, there is no need for me to continue playing with you."

Suddenly, an extremely shocking breath burst out with heat, filling the entire space.

Before Victor turned around, the fourth-level warrior felt an unparalleled crisis, widened his eyes, and ordered the soldiers:

"Quick! Launch an attack!"

As soon as the voice fell, countless soldiers pulled the trigger, and the blue flames that shot up into the sky flashed violently.

Endless bullets mixed with magicThe glimmer of power, the hot air and magic mixed together, made people feel extremely dull.

The blue bullets drew smooth trajectories in the air and shot towards Viktor at high speed.

However, Viktor just waved his hand casually.

A wall of fire rose from the ground out of thin air and stopped in front of Viktor.

The moment those blue bullets touched the wall of fire, they were completely burned into powder and dissipated in the air.

But those warriors did not stop attacking. I don’t know if it was because of fear or excitement that made them more crazy.

Even the action of loading bullets was much faster.

The fire continued to flash, and the attack did not stop for a moment.

Aurelian squatted behind Viktor and covered her ears with both hands.

But even if she covered her ears, the deafening sound still kept coming into her ears.

Shock and doubt rose from her heart, making Aurelian feel very confused.

What kind of weapon was that?

Finally, the thick wall of fire seemed to be about to disappear.

The soldiers seemed to have seen a glimmer of hope, and the commander seemed extremely excited, shouting:

"Keep going! He can't hold on for much longer!"

The violent rain of bullets rushed towards the wall of fire, and they didn't care whether the bullets would be consumed.

However, the flames that seemed to be about to dissipate were like a wall of sighs, blocking all the bullets.

It can't be penetrated at all!

Only Victor's voice sounded faintly behind the wall of fire.

"Is this worthy of being called firepower?"

After the voice fell, Victor's movements finally changed.

He put one hand in his pocket, turned sideways, and raised the other hand to make a pistol gesture.

There seemed to be little sparks on the fingertips.

A complex red formation began to be constructed in mid-air, and the exquisite, complex and harmonious patterns gradually began to connect with each other, forming an extremely regular formation.

Energy began to gather towards the center of the formation, and the sparks gradually gathered.

The trembling flames in the center of the magic circle became more and more intense and faster.

The surrounding air gradually began to fluctuate, and sparks scattered, as if the power could not be controlled.

Elsa raised her head, and the sense of crisis she felt as she was closest to it was even stronger.

Suddenly, she widened her eyes and shouted hurriedly.

"Victor! I promise..."

"Too late."

The desperate voice sounded in Elsa's ears, blocking her last words.

She stared blankly at the light emanating from Victor's fingertips, and in a trance, she seemed to hear a.

Indifferent whisper.

"Bang."

As the voice fell, a line of golden fire shot out from Victor's fingers, like the flames surging in the barrel of a gun.

Accompanied by a strong sonic boom, in an instant! A very wild red light, like the sun, covered the entire space.

The blazing pillar of fire was like a ferocious beast, rushing towards the enemy.

The flames danced.

The commander's eyes suddenly split when he saw this extremely powerful magic, and he ordered loudly:

"Defend! Defend quickly!"

Countless soldiers stepped forward, took out a shield with flowing blue magic from their backs, and stood in front of them.

A blue light gradually connected them, and the azure energy shield slowly rose from the ground.

[Blue Array Interception]

The soldiers shouted suddenly, and the huge barrier seemed to resist the surging powerful flames.

But the next second, the violent flames carried endless energy, as if they completely swallowed up the barrier.

The violent flames surrounded them, making a terrible crackling sound.

The white hot light was like a nuclear explosion.

It swallowed up all the countless people present.

[Yanduan's Anger]

The surrounding ruins were illuminated by flames, filled with smoke and dust, and the screams from the enemy stopped abruptly.

Only Victor was still standing in the reddish-brown light, the light of the flame reflected in his eyes, like a rondo of the fire spirit.

Aurelian and Elsa watched the whole process from a safe position.

At this moment, they were only shocked.

War magic.

They had never seen any mage who could release such powerful war magic so calmly by himself.

With dust on her face, Elsa looked at the flames that continued to roll forward in shock.

In her mind, one thought occupied everything.

Awe.

Finally, the flames gradually dissipated.

And the red stripes on Victor's body gradually subsided, and his windbreaker regained its color, dimmed, and swayed in the wind.

He stood calmly in front of the giant pillar of fire, his handsThe finger still pointed in the direction of the enemy, as if announcing the arrival of victory.

The fire column gradually dissipated.

And those warriors who were at the front had long disappeared under the surging flames.

A large number of firearms and weapons were melted by the flames, the red iron molten on the ground, and even the human body was completely evaporated.

The seemingly invincible barrier only withstood part of the damage of this magic.

Many warriors still retained the charred flesh and blood on the upper part of their bodies.

But their lower bodies turned into ashes in the flames and scattered with sparks.

They were already dead, but only half of their bodies were left.

Those warriors who had been bound by Victor had just broken free, but were completely submerged by a fierce flame and died gloriously.

Not even a complete skeleton was left.

Only the fourth-level leader was left, dying after being burned by the flames.

Victor walked in front of him step by step.

He looked at him with an extremely cold look.

He didn't even have time to beg for mercy.

The next second.

A ball of fire flew from Victor's palm to his body.

Gradually devouring his last bit of life.

Victor turned around and no longer looked at the warrior who had turned into ashes.

Instead, he looked at Elsa, whose mind was already occupied by fear.

The voice sounded indifferently.

"The last chance."

"Be loyal, or."

"Be buried with me."