Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

The first thousand one hundred and fifty-three chapters control one(2/2)

"Burn!" He suddenly raised his staff and waved it.

call!

A golden ball of fire the size of a human head rolled, appeared out of thin air, and flew towards Lu Sheng.

boom!!!

The fireball exploded before it reached Lu Sheng.

The blazing flames instantly swept through the surrounding space for several meters.

The ministers instinctively looked for obstacles to avoid. The scattered sparks quickly ignited the dense hangings and silk curtains.

The flames spread and the entire meeting hall began to be filled with light black smoke.

The mage stared closely at the fire, holding the staff tightly in his hand and quickly regaining his breath. It would take at least five seconds for him to regain his breath and release the fireball again.

However, no monster can withstand the power of the powerful bursting fireball.

This is the absolute confidence he has built up over the years as a court mage.

Bang!!

Suddenly, a slightly blackened giant hand stretched out with flames and pinched his neck.

No!

The mage's mind went blank and he didn't have time to react.

When he came back to his senses, he slapped the giant hand hard with both hands, but facing the opponent with its weak strength was like a baby facing a giant crocodile, and he couldn't even give it a massage.

The huge and terrifying force slowly lifted him up and hung him in mid-air.

Under the shadow of the dancing flames, he struggled hard, and the gloominess on his face was gradually replaced by panic.

Snap, snap.

He slapped his giant arm wildly with his palms, trying to break free from the opponent's grasp.

Unfortunately it doesn't help.

The staff slipped weakly from his hand, hit the ground with a clang, and rolled down the stone steps.

The black crystal above clearly reflected the mage's struggling figure getting slower and slower.

Lines of red fire began to explode around his body, striking the giant hand crazily, trying to break away the shackles of his arm through the explosion.

But unfortunately, it has no effect.

Gradually, the mage's figure slowly stopped moving. He was like a fish dying of thirst. Finally, he kicked his feet a few times, and his whole body was completely hanging on the palms of his hands. He was like a suicide who hanged himself.

But Gordo had long since disappeared. While he was entangled with Lu Sheng, he quietly evacuated the place.

Lu Sheng casually tore off the robe of the mage's corpse and quickly took off the valuable things on his body.

Throwing the body aside, surrounded by firelight, he carried Redman and strode to the throne, turned around and sat down calmly.

The fire gradually began to spread and became more and more intense.

The palace guards who could have put out the fire had either died in the line of duty or been frightened and fled in the previous fight with Lu Sheng.

There were no maids or attendants around the entire palace for a while.

"It's really sad." Lu Sheng pressed his hand on the cold armrest of the throne and glanced at Redman standing aside.
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next