Chapter 618: The Resisters

As Mike moved, a large amount of translucent flames gushed out from the tip of his staff and poured onto the orange-yellow mountain.

Unlike the previous flame spells, these translucent curse flames did not explode after landing, but directly attached to the mountain and spread to the surroundings.

The spread of these curse flames was extremely fast, and in a short while, the mountain wall in front of Mike turned into a sea of ​​fire.

At the same time, the lethality of these flames was also very amazing. Even though the mountain wall of the Holy Mountain was not an ordinary rock and had extraordinary anti-magic properties, it was still turned into scarlet magma under the erosion of the flames.

Mike floated in the center of the sea of ​​fire, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and began to fly directly to the top of the mountain.

The flames under him seemed to be guided, chasing after Mike and spreading to the top of the mountain with him.

Such a big movement naturally attracted the attention of the defenders on the Holy Mountain, and soon many Union wizards in white robes drilled out from the dense holes on the hillside.

But before they could get ready to defend, the translucent flames in the sky swept over with countless hot magma, not only burning them to ashes, but also pouring back into the holes they came out of.

In addition to the buildings on the outside of the holy mountain, more people and buildings were actually built inside the mountain, and connected to the outside through countless holes of different sizes.

Now, the cursed flames and a large amount of magma poured directly into the mountain, and the fate of the people inside can be imagined.

Mike naturally knew all this. After a series of training, the cursed flames had become organs similar to his hands and feet. He had enough control over them and could also sense the situation below through these flames.

But Mike was indifferent to all this. He almost didn't stop at all, and directly killed to the top of the mountain with endless flames.

The holy mountain was very big, so big that Mike couldn't see the whole picture of the holy mountain since he arrived here, and it also made his flying time extremely long.

But no matter how far the distance is, there is an end.

The top of the holy mountain of the legendary wizard Mike is different from the semicircular or irregular mountain tops in the general sense. The ground here is flat and smooth, as if someone had cut off a piece of it with a sword.

On this vast plane, there are five huge palaces, a large number of low buildings and various carefully cared-for flowers and plants.

Perhaps the owner here never thought that anyone would be able to reach the top of the holy mountain, so the cliffs around the holy mountain are not equipped with other defensive facilities except for being steep, which makes Mike's invasion not effectively blocked at all.

The flames raged recklessly on the top of the mountain, turning everything they could touch into ashes.

It was not until this time that white-robed wizards began to come out of the palace on the top of the holy mountain. They lined up in a row in the open space in front of the palace, with resolute faces and raised their magic wands, as if they wanted to use their bodies to block the towering fire waves in front of them.

Seeing this, Mike smiled grimly and directly directed the huge waves to hit down.

"For Uranus!"

An old man standing at the front of the white-robed team shouted sincerely, and then a brooch on his chest floated up and began to emit a light golden light. The

remaining white-robed people were not idle either. They raised their magic wands high, and pure magic power flowed directly from their bodies into the brooch in the air.

"Buzz!"

The brooch with extra magic power suddenly glowed with golden light, and a layer of golden light shield spread out from it to the surroundings, directly covering the entire palace and the white-robed wizards.

The moment the golden light shield was formed, Mike's flames also arrived.

The huge wave of flames as high as tens of meters hit the light shield straight like a big hand. This huge force and extreme high temperature directly pressed the entire light shield into the mountain, and at the same time, the entire holy mountain trembled violently again.

However, the light shield did not disappear.

Even under such a degree of attack, the light shield still stood still, and there was not even a trace of cracks on the golden surface.

However, the light shield was fine, but the white-robed wizards inside were not so well.

The moment the light shield came into contact with the huge wave of flames, the old man in the lead spit out blood and fell to the ground, and none of the other white-robed men went to help him, all holding their wands high with painful expressions.

Through the magic perception vision, Mike could clearly see that the magic output channel between the white-robed men and the brooch had suddenly become much wider, which meant that they had to lose more magic to the brooch, and that Mike's attack was useless against the light shield, but was transferred to the wizards below in a certain proportion.

Mike, who figured this out, laughed.

Mike recognized the brooch as soon as it appeared.

'Holy Light Blessing! '

A mysterious object known to all within the Federation.

At first, Mike thought he would be helpless against this so-called invincible shield.

But now, since it needs to be maintained by the wizards with magic, it will be easy to deal with.

After all, although the light shield can withstand his attack, the white-robed wizards below can't withstand such a long-term output of magic power!

After taking a deep breath, Mike waved the elderberry wand in his hand again.

As he moved, the flames on the holy mountain began to gather rapidly around him, and soon formed a towering fire wave again.

"Boom!"

There was another violent tremor, and the golden light shield was slammed into the ground a few more times, and more white-robed wizards fell below it.

The arc of Mike's mouth corners was getting bigger and bigger. At this rate, at most two more times, those wizards would not be able to hold on.

...

At the same time, Harry in the depths of the holy mountain also felt the shaking around him.

He looked at the rubble falling from the ceiling in horror, and his heart was filled with fear.

Although it was sunny here, and there was a beautiful pastoral scenery with birds singing and flowers blooming, Harry knew very well that this was actually deep in the holy mountain. If an earthquake caused a landslide, he would have no way out.

"Cloak! Cloak! Come out quickly!"

Harry couldn't care less at this moment. He frantically called for the Death Cloak. It was the only one who could help him now.

After a while, the Death Cloak hummed and said in a somewhat impatient tone:

"What are you afraid of? This is the noise made by your friend Mike Townley. It won't affect us. But since he has already started, you have to hurry up, otherwise you won't get a good result. And...oh, the reality twister is awake, I have to hide first!"

After that, the Death Cloak's voice disappeared.

Harry was about to ask something else, but the movement on his arm made his words stuck in his throat.

He looked down stiffly and saw that the little girl with blonde hair and green eyes had woken up and was using Harry's arm as a wipe to rub her face on it.

This was a very cute action, but at this moment Harry's heart was cold.

The cuter the other party acted, the more he trembled.

The little girl seemed to have noticed Mike's trembling. She raised her head and looked at Harry with a pair of watery green eyes, and asked in confusion:

"Big brother, are you cold?"

Harry hurriedly shook his head to deny it. He had a hunch that if he answered that he was cold, the other party would definitely light a fire to warm him up.

In order to achieve a better heating effect, the things that were ignited would most likely be his clothes, or himself.

In order not to be burned as a torch, Harry quickly tightened his muscles to ease his trembling.

This worked well. The little girl felt the changes in Harry's body, tilted her head, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, but she didn't say anything else.

Harry was relieved.

But the next moment, he breathed a sigh of relief again, because the little girl actually changed her posture and closed her eyes again.

"Wait!"

Harry shouted instinctively. His arm was now numb. If he let the little girl sleep again, not to mention whether the plan to use the little girl would succeed, his own arm would not be able to bear it.

The little girl opened her eyes and asked in a hazy voice:

"What's the matter, big brother?"

Harry was stunned for a moment. He called the little girl just now because it was his instinctive reaction. Now that the little girl really didn't want to sleep, he didn't know what to do.

Gritting his teeth, adhering to the idea that a short pain is better than a long pain, Harry took a deep breath and said directly:

"I have something to ask you, can you help me?"

"Sure."

"I know it's difficult, but... um? You agreed?"

Harry said in disbelief. He also imagined that the little girl would agree to his request, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so straightforward!

"Of course! Because big brother, you played with me to pick up leaves, and let me sleep on you! So I am willing to help you."

The little girl's crisp voice came into Harry's ears, making him a little overjoyed, but after the joy, he became a little confused.

The Death Cloak only told him to ask the little girl for help, but what exactly did he want her to do?

Harry touched the Death Cloak on his body, and his face turned ugly, because he knew that the Death Cloak would not come out when the little girl was awake.

But in the next moment, a few big words suddenly appeared in his mind.

'Take her to the next floor.'

The sudden appearance of the big words scared Harry, but the nerves he had honed during this period of time still made him calm down quickly.

After thinking for a while, Harry still managed to force a smile and said to the little girl:

"The favor that my brother wants you to do must be done away from here. Can you come with me first?"

After that, Harry pointed to the stairs going down not far away.

"G? Are you going downstairs? But those white-bearded old men said I can't leave here, otherwise something bad will happen." The little girl's words made Harry's forehead sweat again, but then she said, "But if it's my big brother who asked me to go, it shouldn't be a problem. After all, my big brother is also a wizard."

Harry noticed that the little girl's eyes were emitting excitement when she said this, and she was staring at the stairs there, and immediately he had some guesses in his heart.

'Being locked up here all the time, I'm afraid this little girl is also eager for the outside world? '

Thinking of this, Harry's originally tense brows relaxed a little.

He was about to say something comforting, but the little girl couldn't wait to grab his hand and drag him to the stairs.

The little girl was not very strong, but fortunately Harry cooperated very well, and the two of them arrived at the stairs in a short while.

Unlike the bright sunshine outside, the stairs leading to the next floor were pitch black and you couldn't see anything at all.

The little girl was obviously afraid of the dark. Although she didn't say it, she looked scared and held Harry's arm tighter.

Harry didn't urge her. Although she looked like an ordinary little girl, he still didn't forget her identity as a reality warper.

Generally speaking, people always think that children are much less threatening than adults, but this is actually a conclusion based on the huge difference in size and strength between the two.

As a poor guy who was bullied by Dudley since he was a child, Harry knew very well that if we really talk about the degree of badness, children are much more powerful.

After all, except for some very few BTs, most adults are mentally mature, have a complete view of good and evil, and have enough willpower to suppress their desires.

But children are more like animals. They are more inclined to act according to their desires than rationality.

So facing the little girl who was hesitant to move forward, Harry just waited quietly.

According to his experience, this little girl in front of him might hesitate for a while.

But reality slapped Harry in the face.

Perhaps the desire for the outside world suppressed her inner fear. After the initial hesitation, the little girl quickly recovered and pulled Harry towards the dark stairs in front of her.

Like the stairs they came down from before, the stairs leading to the bottom floor of the Holy Mountain Mystery Shelter were also very long.

Although the slope was just right for Harry, it was not so friendly to the little girl with short legs.

And because no one had cleaned the stairs for a long time, a thick layer of dust accumulated on the steps of the passage, which not only made it more difficult for the two to lift their feet, but also made the originally smooth steps even more slippery. If they were not careful, they would step on empty air and fall down.

Harry moved his feet carefully, but his eyes kept glancing at the little girl.

This section of the road was indeed a bit difficult to walk. Even he felt a little tired, let alone the little girl.

With the help of the faint light flashing on his wand, he could clearly see that the little girl's forehead had already been covered with dense beads of sweat. She lowered her head and focused on the road under her feet. Her mouth kept opening and closing, and she looked very tired.

Harry showed an expression of "as expected", but there was a little more hesitation and entanglement in his eyebrows.