"Kaos, Nami ... you come after me," said Reza.

Others don't need to worry about Reza, but the Lightning Squad cannot resist this large magic.

Kaos and others are ordinary people, and they can't stop this attack.

The power of the little sun in front of me is estimated to be worthy of a Tomahawk missile.

"Mr. Magley Modric, I think they seem to despise you a little bit," Delin said in a voice. "When they look at you without any respect or fear, you are a tyrant."

Maggie Modric glanced at Delin, then at the Yankees.

It seemed that they did not fear, as Delin said.

Maghry Modric doesn't like such enemies.

He likes to see the fear and overwhelming of his enemies.

Maghry Modric raised his right arm a little forward.

The little sun hits the center of the camp.

boom

The huge fire seemed to destroy everything.

But flames and shocks seemed to extinguish faster than expected.

Maybe it's because of rain.

However, Maghry Modric believes that the power of Little Sun is enough to kill half of them.

The remaining half will also lose their resistance.

However, when the flames gradually disappeared, this group of Yankees still stood still.

They don't seem to be harmed.

The figures in the camp were very messy, tall, short, men, women, standing unevenly there.

But in this chaos, there is a kind of Qi that is difficult to tell.

Renesas' petite body seemed to be panting, with a little irritability on her face.

She absorbed too much heat and now she needs to find a place to pour it out.

Or human ...

Just then, a big hand rested on Retha's shoulder.

"Risa, do you need to share some?" Gaia asked.

"No, I like this state of full load, and I can enjoy more." Risa said calmly.

Margaret Modric was a little surprised. Why didn't they die, not even the injured.

Does any of them possess some kind of magic that can restrain their little sun?

Joelin Nash walked out of the camp and walked towards Maghry Modric.

"Sir, I think we can talk about it," said Jolin Nash, staring at Maghry Modric.

"Did you choose to surrender?" Margaret Modric remained arrogant and looked down at Joelin Nash.

"No, it's you who gave me this magic, and then I let you survive, okay?" Jolynash looked at Magri Modric sincerely.

"Haha ... little girl, do you know my name? I'm from the Holy Fire religion, and I'm a tyrant." Maghry Modric: "Do you know what is best for me? Or you Think you can stop my attack and then you have the capital against me? "

"Tyrant?" Joel Nash stroked her chin and turned to look at West: "Mr. West, if I call my tyrant a nickname, will the chairman agree?"

"You're a tyrant, then I'm the queen." Reza was immediately involved in the discussion.

"You can only be called a princess," Moore said.

"No, I don't want to share a name with a bear," said Reza.

Margaret Modric's face darkened, and these Yankees didn't seem to take him seriously.

Not to mention the flame teachings, this is very bad!

"Damn Yankee, you have to pay for your ignorance!" Exclaimed Margaret Modric.

No one likes to be despised or even ignored.

Not to mention that Maghry Modric was originally a very irritable person.

Jolin Nash looked at Margaret Modric: "It seems you disagree, but it doesn't matter, I'll let you speak anyway."

As a result, Joelin Nash pointed at Magley Modric and fired.

biu

A red light shot from Jorin Nash's finger.

Maghry Modric immediately applied a magic shield to himself, but the red light instantly broke the magic shield and penetrated Maghry Modric's shoulder.

Everyone was surprised. Margaret Modric was injured? Is he actually hurt?

"Death ray !?" Margery Modric is also proficient in fire magic, of course knowing that it is a death ray.

It has extremely strong penetrating power here.

Delin's face changed slightly, and it seemed that this group of Yankees was stronger than expected.

At least Jolin Nash's strength surprised Delin.

After all, the tyrant Magri Modric was beside him.

Not everyone can hurt him.

Joelin Nash smiled at Magley Modric.

Maghry Modric is even more furious: "Free attack."

Suddenly, more than 50 flame members attacked members of the Paranormal Society.

At this moment, a variety of vines were suddenly drilled into the ground.

These arabesques came very suddenly, and they caught seven or eight of the Torchbearers in an instant.

The church members made a terrible cry.

The more vines became tighter, the more they almost shredded their bones.

Moyd bricks looked at West: "Mr. West, can I kill them?"

"Of course, at will." West stood still, nodding slightly.

Delin was even more surprised that Moyd's young man was such a powerful natural plant psychic.

At the same time, Reza launched an attack.

She began to talk about the absorbed heat pouring out to those who are members of the Flame.

Reza shot dozens of palms every time, each with a powerful and high-temperature shock.

Those who are too late to apply the magic shield are instantly shattered by the impact, and even people with magic shields do not mean that they can withstand this impact, but relatively speaking, they are not as miserable as their companions.

Gageira and Dongye Tianxi are two of the favorite scuffles.

The key is to get them to cut people.

In particular, Tono Tenshi, he transformed into a samurai at the moment when the katana was unsheathed.

The weapon he was holding was the demon sword with white face and ghost.

The demon sword came out of the scabbard, and the demon anger permeated.

Dongye Tianxi turns into a wild and cruel monster, with only chopping in his mind.

And it is a one-by-one cut!

Gageira beside him reminded.

"White-faced ghosts are honest, be honest, otherwise we will throw you into the magma."

Suddenly, Dongye Tianxi was sober.

The white-faced ghost wants to chop Gageira too, but he doesn't want to face the anger of Chen Yan.

This state, although there is no absolute freedom, at least belongs to the category he can accept.

"Damn these people, it's hard to get involved, retreat!" Shouted Margaret Modric.

Suddenly, in the direction of Death Canyon, a dark cloud darker than the night came over.