Chapter 444
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Chapter 444: Flame Restraint
Boom——!
Boom——!!
Boom——!!!
Continuous explosions echoed from the 166th floor, as one magic circle after another unfolded inside and outside the main building. Abyssal magic and spatial magic intertwined, releasing a suffocating aura that spread through the high sky.
Lin Qiye stood at the center of the devastated venue, his eyes shining like stars. The deep blue robe behind him billowed without wind, his lips moving as if chanting something, and the dense magical elements nearly lifted the entire floor!
Within the destructive range of magic, a blue figure collided rapidly with another figure wielding a spear.
Baili Xin’s clothes were already charred in large patches, his face dark with frustration. He felt an indescribable sense of suffocation; it wasn’t that he couldn’t evade Lin Qiye’s magic, but every time he tried to escape the bombardment zone, Jialan would forcibly hold him back, forcing them both to endure the magical onslaught together.
This was nothing for Jialan, but Baili Xin did not have the protection of “Immortality” and could only rely on the shield made of black sand to withstand the attacks time and again. Unfortunately, Lin Qiye’s magical assaults were too dense, and even the shield sometimes couldn’t deploy in time.
Baili Xin dodged Jialan’s attack and thrust his spear back. This time, he had learned his lesson and did not strike at Jialan but aimed directly at Lin Qiye, who was chanting magic!
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the next moment, spatial magic shifted his form to another position. His left hand pressed against the void, and he slowly spoke:
“Shaping Magic, [Xuan Iron Cone].”
A cyan magic circle blossomed in front of him, dense black lines extending from the circle, intertwining to form a large cone with a radius of over three meters, quietly hovering in mid-air.
Lin Qiye’s right hand then raised, and the kinetic longsword [Qiyuan] lightly struck the tip of the Xuan Iron Cone.
Buzz——!!
The terrifying kinetic energy bestowed by [Qiyuan] erupted instantly, and the massive cone vanished from in front of Lin Qiye, rushing towards Baili Xin’s body at nearly teleportation speed with a piercing sound.
Baili Xin’s pupils constricted.
In the blink of an eye, the tip of Baili Xin’s spear met the tip of the Xuan Iron Cone. The terrifying golden beam instantly melted the body of the Xuan Iron Cone, but the residual kinetic energy at the tip still acted on the spear, directly knocking it out of Baili Xin’s hand!
Baili Xin reached out, wanting to grab the golden spear suspended in mid-air, when a familiar voice echoed in his ear again.
“Chaos of the Universe.”
Not far away, Baili Pangpang stood on the Taiji diagram, extending his hand towards the golden spear in mid-air.
The golden spear hesitated, avoiding Baili Xin’s outstretched hand, and under the effect of “disarm,” it flew straight in another direction, ultimately landing in Baili Pangpang’s grasp.
“You!!” Baili Xin watched helplessly as his forbidden item flew away, turning sharply to glare at Baili Pangpang, his eyes filled with rage.
Baili Pangpang weighed the golden spear in his hand, sneering, “What about me?”
He aimed the spear at Baili Xin and thrust it forward!
The golden beam pierced through space, directly targeting Baili Xin’s face. The latter quickly dodged, only to collide with the fearless Jialan’s flying kick, sending him flying like a sandbag for several meters!
Black sand surged like a tide beneath Baili Xin, catching his body steadily.
Baili Xin steadied himself on the black sand, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze turning sharp.
He pulled out a small black porcelain bottle from his pocket, flicked open the cap with his thumb, and in the next moment, raging black flames erupted from the bottle’s mouth, sweeping outward like a volcanic eruption, quickly covering half the venue.
Lin Qiye’s figure flickered, retreating beyond the range of the black flames, while Baili Pangpang also stepped back on the Taiji diagram, avoiding the scorching wave of fire.
Jialan stood amidst the raging flames, her bright eyes fixed on Baili Xin, showing no intention of leaving.
Baili Xin raised his hand holding the porcelain bottle, and a swirling black fire vortex gathered behind him, ultimately transforming into a two-meter-tall flame demon, grinning menacingly at the others.
Ding dong——!
A crisp notification sound rang out as the elevator door slowly opened nearby.
“Hehehehe…”
Inside the elevator, the madman Cao Yuan, also surrounded by black flames, stood there obediently, holding a straight knife with a frustrated expression.
Beside him, the elevator button for the 166th floor was nearly pressed to the max, with the button interface even smashed to pieces. It was unclear how long he had been in the elevator to arrive here…
Finally finding the battlefield, he was about to unleash a massacre when he suddenly spotted the black fire demon not far away, tilting his head in confusion, his crimson eyes filled with curiosity.
For some reason, the moment the madman Cao Yuan stepped into the fiery scene, the black fire demon’s body trembled inexplicably.
Cao Yuan shook his head, hefted his knife, and with a sinister grin, charged into the flames. The black flames covering the ground automatically parted to make way for him, as if deliberately avoiding the black malevolent flames surrounding Cao Yuan, while the black fire demon silently retreated a few steps.
Baili Xin: ???
Baili Xin’s sword sheath absorbed a large amount of surrounding flames, and he swung his sword at the madman Cao Yuan. The black blade swept past Cao Yuan’s body, sending him flying several dozen meters, once again falling from the 166th floor.
“Hehehe… Wuwuwu…”
Despair flickered in the madman Cao Yuan’s eyes.
At that moment, several threads suddenly wrapped around his body, halting his descent.
At the edge of the floor, An Qingyu, dressed in a suit, stood quietly, looking down at the ensnared madman Cao Yuan, a shy smile appearing on his face.
“If I’m not mistaken, your malevolent flames are of a higher grade than this…” An Qingyu adjusted his glasses, murmuring to himself.
His fingertips trembled slightly, and a tremendous force transmitted through the threads, flinging the madman Cao Yuan back into the venue, directly towards the face of the black fire demon!
Cao Yuan flew out like a cannonball, the malevolent flames on him colliding with the black fire demon’s body. The two flames intertwined, causing the latter’s flames to shrink significantly, while the flames on Cao Yuan surged several times!
The black fire demon let out a cry of surprise and immediately dispersed, retreating into the fiery scene.
Cao Yuan crashed against the wall, barely managing to rise from the ground, swaying as if he had drunk fake alcohol.
“You all…” Seeing the black flames shrinking by more than half, Baili Xin’s face darkened to the point of dripping water. “You’ve all forced me into this…”
He took a deep breath and pulled out his last collection from his pocket.
It was a blood-soaked skull.
