I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

Between the Blue Tree Island and the dark corridor, there is a passage called the 'Blood-stained Road' by the snake-haired tribe. This passage is exposed to the sea for about a week in every month, and is submerged by the tide at other times. .

Whenever the passage is exposed to the sea, the orcs in the dark corridor will organize an attack. The last time a large number of orcs invaded Blue Tree Island, it was when the passage was exposed to the sea.

And in order to stop the attack of the orcs, whenever the passage is exposed to the sea, the snake-haired tribe will stick to the door and use all means to fight back the orcs who came along the passage.

Every time the attack and defense were tragic, the passage would be stained with the blood of demi-humans, so it was called the "Blood-stained Road".

The reason why Xifa chose to attack today is because the "Blood-stained Road" will surface today.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Sifa stood on the edge of Blue Tree Island, watching a passage in the sea connecting with the 'dark corridor' in the distance gradually appeared. They were composed of connected reefs. It is several meters long and wide, and the small one has only a foothold.

Moreover, because it is often submerged by the tide, when it is exposed, it is very slippery. Usually the orcs will not launch an invasion two or three days after the passage is exposed, because the water on the reef will be dried in these days, which is easy to pass.

Obviously, Xifa did not intend to let the reef dry for a day or two. He flew to the beginning of the passage and smiled slightly. The whole person disintegrated into red flames, and then turned into a huge flame spear. The Blood Road' whistled to the distant island.

Where this flaming spear passed, the water on the reefs on the 'Blood-stained Road' evaporated quickly, and the moss on it was burnt clean. After the splashing water vapor dissipated, the reef surface became dry and no longer slippery. .

Seeing this, the snake-haired tribe jumped off the reef group first, stepped on the ground that was still a little hot, and rushed to the 'dark corridor' with the distant flame spear in the distance.

For a long time, the Serpents have been passively defending against the invasion of the Orcs. For countless times, they have forged countless hatreds with the barbarians on the other side.

I don't know how many snake-haired people died in the invasion of the Orcs, and today, it was their first time to fight back. Therefore, the snake-haired tribe was more excited than any other demi-human race. They clenched the weapons brought by the "Savior", shouted and rushed to the passage and rushed to the "Dark Corridor".

The winged people also fluttered their wings, passed over the snake-haired tribe, crossed the sea, and closely followed the fire in front of them.

Elder Wagg firmly locked the flame spear, that was his belief, the new belief of the entire winged tribe!

That long spear, that flame, brought infinite hope to the winged people.

After getting the potion formula of the Sequence 4 of the 'Sea Blessed One', and getting the promise of the adult, if the winged man is ready for promotion, he can hold a ceremony for the winged man.

Varg swore to follow that flame for life!

Dark corridor.

The orcs built a camp near the 'Blood-stained Road' so that they could easily step onto the passage and attack the Blue Tree Island on the other side.

They also know that today is the day when the 'Blood-stained Road' appeared, but according to their usual experience, the passage will be left to dry for two days before it can be used.

Therefore, although some orcs have gathered in the camp today, they are not ready for battle. On the watchtower of the camp, on the wooden tower used to observe the Blue Tree Island, there is a wolf-headed man with a black body. The bristle-haired orc was still dozing when he heard a faint whistling sound coming from the sea.

The half werewolf yawned, rubbed his red eyes, and looked around at the fence of the tower.

His pupils suddenly dilated, and the sleepiness disappeared. He saw a huge flame spear projecting quickly, causing a flame on the 'Blood-stained Road'.

Through those flames and water vapor, the half werewolf could vaguely see that a dark crowd was coming along the passage, and above the blood-stained road, there were even more groups of wingmen flapping their wings!

The half werewolf rolled away from the tower, ran to a big animal skin drum, picked up two gray-white drumsticks made from the bones of some unknown creature, and banged on the big animal skin drum.

So when Sifa approached the 'dark corridor', he saw the half-orcs yelling and running in the camp. Some naked orcs with fierce faces were waving their whips, leading a dozen rhino demihumans with a height of more than three meters to walk up the city wall, turning a few very simple but powerful giant crossbows, making them squeak. Squeaky turned to the side of the blood-stained road, and pulled the bowstring, and installed the crossbow arrow prepared next to it.

As for the camp, the Orcs were donning their rudimentary armor, pulling out their primitive weapons, and preparing for war.

At this time, the flaming spear transformed by Xifa slammed into the wall of the camp, causing a giant crossbow to explode and smash, causing the rhino who turned the giant crossbow to scream and fall.

Immediately, hundreds of pairs of eyes in the camp turned to the wooden wall and to the flaming spear.

The spear quickly formed the figure of Xifa, without any nonsense, Xifa raised his hands slightly, and one after another red fireballs appeared. These head-sized fireballs exude extremely high temperatures, not to mention the wooden walls, even the half-orcs in the camp can feel the surging heat of those fireballs and the power they contain.

These crazy bloodthirsty barbarians, under the light of the fireballs, felt fear for the first time and moved their footsteps unconsciously.

next moment.

Xifa waved his hands down, and hundreds of fireballs dragged the crimson flame tail, whistling down to all corners of the camp, as well as the giant crossbows on the wooden walls.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

explode! explode! explode!

At this moment, flames were the only theme in the camp.

The giant crossbow and the wooden wall were blown to pieces, and sawdust flew in all directions; the body of the orcs in the camp was lifted up in the air by the impact of the explosion, unable to control it, and threw all kinds of screams everywhere.

Their thick fur, resistant to bows, arrows and swords, is now deadly flammable, quickly turning into a fireball upon contact with crimson flames.

One after another, the human-shaped fireballs screamed in the camp, ran blindly, and then gradually disappeared in the flames.

Sifa fell into the camp, pressed his hands on the ground, and immediately set off a 'wave' formed by flames in front of him. Everything that ~www.readwn.com~ came into contact with ignited, turning those orcs who were lucky enough to survive the explosion of the fireball into charred corpses.

When the front line of the Serpent Clan and the Wingmen arrived at the camp, the camp had been buried in a sea of ​​fire, and no one of the hundreds of orcs could escape.

On the side of the sea of ​​​​fire, stood a figure, his black hair was red with the flames, and his figure was so tall under the scattered sparks in the sky.

Both the snake-haired clan and the winged people knelt down on one knee to this figure. Only in this way can they express their feelings at the moment.

Every demihuman who arrived at the camp could not forget this figure standing on the side of the sea of ​​​​fire.

He is the embodiment of destruction, he is the fire that brings disaster.

He is the flame!

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