The Wizard’s Way Home

　　 The treant who was split in half burned spontaneously without wind, and in an instant it turned into two burning tree stumps, and many small treants escaped from the canopy of the treants. Unfortunately, all of them were contaminated with flames, and they were quickly burned to ashes.

　　 The remaining Treants saw this and ran away desperately. It is a pity that the treants were not originally a race that was good at moving speed. They were soon overtaken by Celia, who had turned on the swiftness of the cat, and cut them into a burning pile of fire.

　　 Sailia stood on the empty battlefield, and the breeze was blowing, only the dead corpse of the burning tree made a few crackling noises occasionally. In addition, the entire battlefield seemed to have been cast into a silent enchantment, silent. The strong blood and angry killing intent entangled Celia like a black shadow, and the entire Celia's body seemed to be covered by a black-red mist, like a Asura resentful ghost crawling out of hell.

　　 Qiu Chong, who was dormant in the grass, was silent at this time, hiding in the shadow and shivering.

Saylia gathered the corpses of several Nord soldiers and took off their nameplates. "You have proven your bravery. You have defended the glory of freedom with your own lives. You have guarded the alliance with your blood. Tranquility, the enemy’s corpse will become your ladder to the kingdom of God. May you enjoy peace in the kingdom of heaven forever."

　　 After praying, Celia burned the corpses of three Nord soldiers into ashes with flames-born in flames and returning to flames. This is the tradition of Nords and a courtesy to the soldiers who died in battle. Only the corpse of the heinous villain will be abandoned in the corpse wilderness, let it decay and fester, and become a dish for scavengers.

　　 After hanging the nameplate of the Nord soldier on her neck, Celia turned her head and glanced at the towering watchtower, then turned and walked north alone.

　　 The blood must be washed clean with blood. If the war continues, I don’t know how many robes will die on the battlefield. Although the Nords are proud of their deaths in battle, Celia could not tolerate the comrades who had been with him day and night turning into a pile of fly ash. She needs to kill more enemies. Every time she kills an enemy, her comrades will be safer and less of the danger of death. For the warmth that is hard to get, Seliya is willing to give everything.

Sailia, with a sword in his hand, walked alone on the boundless wilderness. The north wind slightly blew Sailia's red long hair. The soft long hair followed Sailia like a mischievous flame elf, in a white samurai suit. There was a fierce wind, and the black and red mist shrouded Celia like a veil. With her beautiful and pale face, the whole person showed a strange beauty, if you don’t count her. Just like the killing intent in general.

　　 Sailia walked toward the north step by step, her goal was a temporary camp for alien creatures. Shrouded in hatred, Celia didn't care about the accusation of guarding the watchtower and the plan of Nord's army. She just wanted to kill a few more alien creatures now.

Along the way, whether it was threes and threes of treants, wandering mushroom people, or even a few wandering tumbleweeds, these alien creatures that appeared in Celia’s line of sight were chopped into fly ash by Celia. . As Sailia continued to kill, the mist that entangled her became thicker and thicker. When Sailia approached the temporary camp built by otherworldly creatures where the crystal wall of the world was originally located, the black and red color on Sailia's body The fog is thicker again.

Seeing the hustle and bustle of otherworldly creatures constantly building camps to transform the soil, Sailia was instantly swallowed by hatred anger, and the black and red mist entwined with him was also agitated, encouraging Sailia to hunt more sound creatures. Increase its power.

Celia instantly turned on all the witchcraft runes, and each rune shone with a blood-red dazzling light. This is a sign of the imminent overload. The mysterious red tattoo made the original Celia even more added. Mysterious feeling, but no alien creatures will appreciate this beauty at this time.

　　 Sailia's arrival has attracted the attention of many alien creatures. Several bulbous rhizomes composed of countless vines, when they saw Sailia, waved their gray hands and rolled their bodies and rushed towards Sailia. Numerous alien creatures took a glance and then ignored them. Based on the principle of who finds out first, they won't take prey for the time being. Moreover, this gray globular plant is considered a relatively powerful presence among them, and they are not worried that they will miss their hands.

The same is true for the spherical plant. Its constantly dancing shots quickly wrapped Salia, and then sprayed out dark green juice. These juices can easily corrode the prey into a liquid that can be sucked, even if it is steel. Not to mention, in otherworldly spherical plants rely on this ability to occupy a large area~www.readwn.com~ Just when the spherical plants are full of confidence and ready to **** the sap of their prey, Celia moves, black and red. The mist blocked all the surrounding tentacles. The gray tentacles quickly withered and shattered after contacting the black-red mist, and the black-red mist continued to extend forward, following the gray tentacles toward the ball. The body of the plant spread over.

　　 The spherical plant uttered an incredible scream. The screaming business seemed to have a strange fluctuation, which could shake the enemy's soul. Some new and fragile ghosts would even be scattered by the scream. This is also one of the trump cards for the survival of the spherical plants. The magic skills that have always been able to affect the soul are extremely precious in most planes, and even such a skill is enough to change the rise and fall of a race.

　　 However, Celia seemed unheard of the trump card that allowed the spherical creature to cross the other world. It doesn't seem to be affected by the slightest.

The globular plant can't believe that its trump card can't affect the enemy. In this case, it has never encountered an existence in its limited life. Even the old war tree that crushes it will suffer a lot of damage. Not to mention a thin human being.

　　The bulbous plants that do not believe in evil screamed harder, and the fluctuations from the soul level continued to spread to the surroundings. Many alien creatures were greatly affected, and they evaded far away to prevent accidental injury.

"It's really noisy." Sailia frowned, and the black-red mist transformed into a few tentacles quickly enveloping the spherical plants. With the crushing and stirring of the black-red tentacles, the gray spherical plants were quickly crushed into A cloud of gray powder was then absorbed by the red and black mist, just like it had done to those prey.