The battle belonging to the flames was staged on the Red Plains.

The fiery sparks burst out, and orange-red fireworks swept across the deserted land, but the result was not very friendly. It was impossible to cause damage to the group of human soldiers wearing silver armor and holding strong round shields.

The occasional harvest is a burnt blue cloak.

The malicious Abyss Fire Children wanted to expand their advantages, but the collaborative silver array made them unable to do anything.

An anxious and hot atmosphere permeated the scattered formation. Some small abyss fire boy rushed to the human array. The flames blooming all over their bodies baked the earth like torches. The extreme high temperature twisted the air and reflected red colors.

【Fire Burning】!

The flames surrounding the lava shell were suddenly burning violently, like swelling mud, ejected from the palm of the fire boy in the abyss, turning into a huge fire snake to storm the desolate land.

Chaos and destruction are synonymous with the Fire Child in the Abyss.

Sharp!

Amid the flames, a silver light shines, cutting through the flames.

Tiana rushed out in a swift manner, and the figure of the abyss fire boy reflected in the pupils behind the silver armor. The dry and dull shell lost its flames and was a little ugly.

Modrian's order was to attract the power in the city as much as possible, but blind defense could only help increase the flames of these abyss monsters. They needed death to cool down their inner restlessness.

With the slender sword swinging, Tiana's figure shuttled through the advancing array of fire children in the abyss.

Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!

The blue cloak fluttered, and the sharp blade cut across the hard lava neck, and blood sprayed like slurry, burning the surface.

The breath of life passed in a flash, and the flames bursting from the body were extinguished, leaving only the charred corpse falling.

Bang!

The wine glass filled with fishy blood fell on the stone wooden table. Wyatt burped, and a faint red mist rose from his mouth. He could vaguely see the flame-stained tongue polishing his red black teeth.

Trying to open his misty eyes and look at the rough palace environment, Wyatt couldn't raise any emotions, and he had a premonition that today would be another boring day.

Such days have lasted for a long time. I don’t know when something will attract his interest, even if it can make him slightly happy.

"The glory of the Fire Family has been lost hundreds of years ago. Now it can only be huddled in the Red Flame City, eating and waiting for death every day." Wyatt muttered a few words, poured his blood and wine again, raised his turbid glass of wine, and drank it.

His real name is Wyatt Flame Leslie, and he is the master of the Red Flame City under his feet, the patriarch of the Abyss Fire Child Tribe, oh, it should be said that he is the patriarch of this abyss.

"The boring days are endless, um...wait... I remembered that there should be fun today."

Wyatt dragged his hangover's short body to the hideous bone throne, pressed the red flame crystal, and waited for the butler to arrive.

But for a moment, the sound of rapid footsteps rang outside the palace, and a fire boy, who seemed to have almost dried up, pushed the door into the palace.

"Master, is there anything wrong?"

"Well...is today the day to hand over the flame crystal?" Wyatt lay on his back on the throne, and a tired voice came.

"Yes, the Mokawi family has agreed that it is today and it should not change the time." The old housekeeper whispered, and his turbid eyes glanced at the blood and wine on the wooden table, and a hint of desire flashed faintly.

"Well, how many flame crystals are collected by that tribe?" Wyatt rubbed his nose, and a few wisps of flames overflowed.

"About 500 flame crystals, due to the decrease in the number of tribes, the number has decreased a lot compared with the previous decade." The old housekeeper who was already ready for the transaction quickly returned the specific situation.

"500 pieces?! It seems a bit not enough... Forget it, just do it." Wyatt looked at the old housekeeper, remembered something, and asked suddenly.

"I just sensed some fluctuations in the flames. Did something happen?"

"A group of human soldiers who had accidentally entered the abyss on the red plain outside the city have arranged for people to arrest him. I guess he had been arrested." The old butler lowered his head and said respectfully, afraid that he could not hide his inner desire.

No one is afraid of death, not to mention that he has seen the end of his life. If he can obtain a slight change in his bloodline and thus achieve a breakthrough in his strength, he can continue to survive.

The blood and wine on the wooden table are such good things. The fishy smell is made up of mixed blood and essence.

"Human soldier? Interesting." Wyatt stood up, and the violent flames in his body burned, dispelling the intoxication of blood and wine.

"Go and see, um... I haven't seen the human beings who are stray for some time, I miss it... delicious food."

"Aren't we waiting for the Mokawi family's adults?" the old housekeeper persuaded softly.

"No, it will be solved soon, and it can be regarded as sending fresh blood to the adults of the Mokawi family." Wyatt left the palace without looking back.

As the helm of the Flame Family, he has the glorious bloodline of his past, and in his heart he feels that it is still easy to solve those humans.

......

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【Flame Self-Detonation】!

The corpse of the fallen abyss fire boy suddenly exploded, and surging hot flames gushed out from the inside, swallowing up a large area.

The unexpectedly caught Tiana was invaded by flames, and the round shield was raised, and the explosion pushed her to move backwards continuously. The scattered flames burned the armor and cloak.

【Arson】!

When other Abyss Fireboys saw such a good opportunity, they sneered and mocked, and the flames in their arms rose into the air, turning into spears, sharp swords, and giant axes, slashing towards the Fearless Pioneer Squad.

【Fearless Sword Slash】!

In the undulating flames, the dazzling silver light tear opens the flames, tear opens the surface, and stirs up dust.

The soldiers of the fearless vanguard rushed out indifferently and ruthlessly, with a strong shield standing in front of them, sprinting to the chaotic formation of the Fire Child in the Abyss, heading straight to the vital points, and killing them.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Continuous explosions sounded on the red plains, and hot flames swept like waves, destroying the already desolate surface.

Chiyan City, a low guardhouse.

"Is this what you said to solve it?" Wyatt looked at the defeated Abyss Fire Child Array not far away, his expression a little cold.

With a 'bang', the old butler knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling tone: "Sorry, master, I thought it was an ordinary human soldier, but I didn't expect it to be a group of extraordinary professionals."

"Hmph! Extraordinary professionals? This is not a group of simple professionals." Tiana's figure reflected in Wyatt's flame pupils, and a hirsual expression appeared.

"Human female, still...well...Knightmaster? I think the adults of the Mokawi family should pay a lot of money, right?"

Looking at the old housekeeper under his feet, a hint of coldness flashed across Wyatt's face. If this old guy hadn't been of some use in the clan, he would have wanted to kill the other party long ago.

"Notify the lazy guys in the city to go out to meet the enemy. Remember to catch the alive, don't hurt my goods."

"Yes, Master." The old butler hurriedly left the city wall, his old face was dull and he could not see any emotion.
Chapter completed!