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Eight hundred and eighteenth chapter human feelings

"Damn!" Seeing this scene, Palin was stunned. When they came over, the iron chain bridge had nothing to do. Why did the iron chain bridge suddenly break when Bantu came over?

Not only Perlin seemed particularly surprised and shocked, but Bantu on the other side seemed extremely shocked. At this moment, the smooth chains on the iron chain bridge no longer had any advantages, but became an amazing disadvantage. Bantu wanted to grab the chain and climb up, but he could not grasp the chain firmly. His body kept sliding downward.

At this moment, with the sound of the chains clattering, the chains were completely divided into two pieces and quickly fell towards the Hell Fire below. At this moment, Bantu, who was grasping the chains, also slid down to the bottom. Seeing the Hell Fire below getting closer and closer to him, even Bantu's face showed a look of despair.

He really never thought that after he had just entered Anzumaar's alchemy laboratory, he encountered several dangers in succession. He first encountered the bone dragon, and now he encountered the chain break. All this seemed to be coming for him...

The problem now is that he has used the black ring on his finger once, which is also the only magic weapon given to him by the Great Magician of Mafa. Now that this magic weapon has been destroyed, he has no way to leave this place safely.

What awaits you will be the tragic fate of falling directly into the fire of hell...

Although the Forest Gold Giant has been sleeping in the fire of hell, his fate is obviously much more miserable than him. After all, the Forest Gold Giant can at least maintain his complete body. When he fell into the fire of hell, it can be imagined that he would definitely turn directly into ashes in the burning of the fire of hell...

"Damn, I haven't become a great magician yet!" At this time, even Bantu, who had always maintained his demeanor, couldn't help but curse. He always had a dream, that is, to become a great alchemist, and to be as famous as the alchemist in the history of Anriel's world, he would create a brilliant page of his own.

On the other hand, he has always regarded the Great Magician of Mafa as a role model and has always wanted to become a Great Magician who is more powerful than the Great Magician of Mafa. It’s a pity that he is still so young now and there are so many possibilities, but he no longer has the opportunity to realize his dream...

"Bantu, you should use the flight technique quickly!" Just as Bantu was immersed in despair, Palin's voice suddenly rang in Bantu's ears. Yes, at this moment, Bantu almost cursed. How could he be so stupid that he even forgot to use the flight technique?

After all, he hasn't fallen into the fire of hell yet, so he has enough time to use the flying technique...

However, just when he was mobilizing his magic power and planning to use the flying technique, he found that his magic power could not be gathered together no matter what. For a moment, Bantu was stunned and used all his strength to forcefully condense the magic power on his body again. However, these magic powers were like joking with him, always scattered in his body, and he just couldn't gather them together.

"Damn..." At this time, how could Bantu not know? It might be because of the influence of the Hell Fire, that the magic power in his body could not be successfully condensed. This is the influence of powerful external forces. He is too close to the Hell Fire now, only three or four meters away. It is indeed not a strange thing that the Hell Fire is so powerful that it can affect his magic power.

At this moment, Bantu was completely desperate. How could he fly up even if he couldn't use flying techniques? Moreover, the chain was extremely smooth and he didn't even have the chance to climb. As the chain completely formed a straight line, Bantu could no longer stay in the air for a moment, and fell straight towards the fire of hell.

Bantu closed his eyes directly, waiting for the scene where his body was swallowed by the fire of hell.

However, after closing his eyes for a moment, what surprised him was that there was no pain in his body at all. He was even able to maintain a clear consciousness and felt that his body seemed to be controlled by something.

With a stomach full of doubt, Bantusu opened his eyes directly. After opening his eyes, Bantu was instantly in ecstasy. At this moment, a magic vine was wrapped around his waist. This was a vine formed entirely by magic, and it was wrapped firmly with dazzling light.

Moreover, the other side of this magic vine was held in the hand by Mafameilin. At this time, how could Bantu not know what happened? He was actually saved by Mafameilin at such a critical moment!

But at the same time, Bantu felt extremely puzzled. Under the influence of the fire of hell, he could not even release a flying technique. But now how could Mafameilin maintain the magic vine? This was too incredible, and Bantu couldn't understand...

"Come up..." At this time, Lynch pulled the side of the magic vine, then increased his strength and slowly pulled Bantu from the bottom. Under the influence of the fire of hell, Lynch's magic vine kept flashing with light, as if it would dissipate at any time. However, under Lynch's control, the magic vine still failed to dissipate and directly pulled Bantu up.

After Bantu came up, he was already sweating profusely. The fear that he was about to fall into the fire of hell has not completely disappeared. Bantu felt that he had no strength in his body, and he was still looking at the fire of hell below with lingering fear.
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