The whole world is burning...

This is the first time I feel close to the battlefield. ~,

I didn't go to the Amu Mountains, where the church is the home of the Church, and I don't want to die.

The information on the palace is very complete, but the coordinates and maps sent to me by the sad wind are fantastic. With tens of thousands of years of old maps and new data comparisons, there are three possible locations.

One on the site of Maria, one on Winston's site, and one on the map could not find the location, it seems to be going to the mountains.

Since I don't want to go to the Amu Mountain area and Kaloma I as a companion, accepting Maria's invitation, it would be a matter of course to go there.

But in Brunsell, the temporary capital of Mary, I didn't find her. I heard that she went to the front line.

So I followed, and then I saw the burning sky.

The whole sky is burning, and the red clouds are not a natural product. This is the result of absorbing too much flame elements.

Every moment, the wounded were carried down on the battlefield, and every day, new soldiers took to the front.

The abyss side here is mainly fire trolls and inflammatory creatures.

If it wasn't for a few days before I returned from the periphery of the fire source (the fire element plane), I would have thought that I had accidentally crossed the wrong door.

Safran mountain area, unknown name.

It was originally a famous volcanic belt in the mainland. At this time, the doors of the purgatory were all opened, which was even worse than the situation of the Sharon Dominion.

The fire elemental creature is famous for its temper bursting and impatience. The Shawen Dominion encounters only a group of individual powerful forces, and the demons and fire trolls here are regular troops.

The front of the Thoreau Fortress is very strong, and the heavy flower rock has the blessing of the Holy Spirit. Countless bodies are deposited underneath, but the fortress is still crumbling.

From time to time in the sky, the comet will fall, bursting open for dozens of meters, and the average creature in the range will die.

From that point of view, the throwing point is far from the peak of the volcano. It was thrown by the flamingo, or thrown by a trebuchet, I really don't know.

Since the distance is too far, the hit rate is not positive. But by chance, the wall and the houses in it shook together.

Under the city, the devil and the devil are fighting, and the evil magicians on the wall can't open the door to the abyss, the **** dogs and the low-level demons. Driven by the owner, the heart is unwilling to die.

Most of the human soldiers hid behind the city walls, operating various artillery and engineering shackles to kill the demons below.

What I can see is that within the field of vision, there are nearly two-digit demigods who are confronting each other.

"... Is it wrong? This is the battlefield of the abyss."

I have seen such a high-intensity battlefield, but it is definitely not in the main plane.

The battlefield at Safran’s front line was much more tragic than expected, but the news of the spread was not as sad as the Amu Mountain.

"...Since it is here, let me say hello, raise the snow. Demon sword, Northland!"

The light wing with the Holy Light dissipated in the sky, standing between the demons of the siege, and I started my own battle field.

The red cloud of flames disappeared in the past moment, and the sudden blizzard will bring desperate hail and snowstorm.

In fact, I like the fire magic most, the property is what I like, I like it the most.

The extreme snowstorm in the north, the sky's heavy snow instantly reduced the visibility to less than ten meters. In the midst of heavy snow, the Little Fire and the Flame Troll are at a loss.

Extremely low temperatures are taking their heat, and for this semi-fire elemental creature, high temperatures are their life.

I am standing there. Feel free to kill the nearby flame trolls and empty the surrounding environment.

"The caster must have a caster."

The devilish language with horror is so pleasant. I didn't have the habit of smashing the door and bringing my own commentary. I simply created an igloo and buried myself...

"Don't worry if you are in the snow. First build a snow house to block the snow..."

If you have a top powerhouse and a great mage, you can naturally chase my magic source, but these years have never seen the snowy demon and fire trolls... Let me talk about the environment first.

From the functional design, this Northland Magic Sword is used to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers, and now, let's try this group of demons.

There were some cluttered voices outside, and people came close to me from time to time, but no one found himself sealing himself into the snow house.

Probably, these guys who have never seen snow have been panicked.

Since no one can find me, I will simply start to strengthen the igloo. According to my experience, as long as the bad luck is not converted into high-speed hail, the igloo should be supported within half an hour.

So, I really waited for half an hour in the igloo, and almost fell asleep... When the unformed magic sword finally couldn’t hold, when it melted naturally, it was already silent outside.

When I got out of the snow, the battlefield that had just been in the heat had been turned into a silent snow. The ignorant bodies were buried in the snow, and the fortress walls in the field of vision were covered with a layer of snow.

The source of magic is gone, the snow melts at a high speed, and the demon corpses that are ignored are out of it. They have no traces of their wounds, but they have lost their lives.

“It seems that the trial was very successful.”

So, I was very happy to wave to the wall, and as a result, the evil magician of the demigod of the demigod was so scared that he quickly retreated, and the gunners around him were nervously aiming at me.

After more than ten minutes of tossing, I saw the goal of this trip under the watch of the fully armed knight and the nerve-stricken caster.

The strongest evil magician of this world, Queen Mary.

At the entrance to the fortress, she naturally came out to check the situation, and when I saw her in person, I wondered if I was wrong.

Red hair, freckles, micro fat... Well, super fat, people are worried about her under the hips, how long can the live oak chair still live.

That head, standing far away, probably no different from an upright bear.

It’s totally different from the dangerous and fascinating death goddess, so I almost shouted out that the red-haired boy looks strange.

But the pupils were very active, and even though the face could not see the chin, it made her look young and full of vitality.

Half-devil magic, the magical fluctuations of chaos are also within the control range, completely do not feel deterrent, if not other reverents from the heart of respect, I will not believe such a guy, actually came to a certain career The top of the world.

The appearance is a trivial matter. I have become accustomed to all kinds of grotesque creatures. Compared to some existences, this gimmick is completely amiable.

The strange thing is that I have never seen each other before, and the more I look at Maria, the more I feel familiar, especially the feeling that this chaotic magical fluctuation gives people.

But more ideas have to converge, diplomacy can not be out of the way, in front of it is the sire of a super empire.

"Mr. Maria, your invitation made me very honored, so I was a little hurry and saw that there was a wicked door in front of you, and I cleaned it up a bit." (To be continued.)