"No." Ibel, high in the sky, looked at the tiny figure in the sea of fire below, and a speechless fear began to cover her heart.
She was a witch, so she could naturally sense what kind of terrifying thing was carried on the vine leaf bow below.
That is the witch's lifelong blessing and curse. If you are shot by it, it means being entangled and dragged into death and annihilation, unable to escape.
"You can't kill me." A gray forest owl suddenly flew out from the forest and shouted angrily beside the girl.
Then, one after another, monsters or animals emerged from the forest. They pounced on the blue-haired girl in the sea of fire, roaring and screaming rapidly and fearfully.
"You can't kill me!"
"You can't kill me!"
"You can't kill me!"
"You can't kill me!"
The talking monsters beside his ears were like crazy, repeating and saying the same words over and over again. They launched frantic attacks, constantly shattering the surrounding fire and wind, stepping into the sea of fire that submerged their bodies, just to touch the figure in the center that was gradually drawing his bow.
Seeing the protective airflow gradually weakening and the flames being extinguished by the corpses that continued to fall, Loran Hill looked at the figure that refused to fall from the sky and sighed silently.
"You're so stubborn."
A dark red meteor rose from the ground, slowly rising, drawing a long arc, and piercing through the constantly flying and dodging figure at the end of the shaking vision.
Everything suddenly became quiet, as if time had stopped. All the monsters stopped moving and roaring, and the enhanced power in their bodies gradually dissipated.
Only the night fire burned quietly, the smell of burnt smoke gradually filled the air, accompanied by the sound of tiny sparks popping, illuminating the figure standing in the sea of fire.
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