Even with Greem's current strength, it's not enough to completely restrain Mary.
The scarlet battle armor propped up outside Mary separated the flame chains, which also gave her a little room to move.
This bloody battle armor was transformed for her by herself! Now that he has become Mary's accomplice against him, Greem's heart is also full of infinite sighs.
But no matter how Mary struggled, her slender and tall body was still being pulled in front of Greem bit by bit.
In the next second, Greem's big fan-like lava hand held Mary's head. The red hot lava instantly ripped apart her scorched skin, and the venue suddenly filled with an indescribable stench of roasted flesh.
Even such torture could not free Mary from Anderson's mental shackles. With her white fangs bared, she threatened Greem, ignoring her face that had been roasted beyond recognition, and was still gnawing on the big hand of lava frantically.
Feeling that the fresh life that was desperately struggling in his hands, maybe it only needed a little force, and this once beautiful and beautiful head would burst in his hands like a shattered watermelon. At that time, he would be able to free up his hands to seriously deal with the wounded Anderson.
Otherwise, if Mary is allowed to rush around like this, a small soldier may become an important bargaining chip to turn the tide of the battle. But to solve this trouble, all he needed was a gentle movement of his big hands!
The severity of this made Greem instantly caught in a dilemma.
However, at this moment, the violent sea of flames in the distance suddenly suffocated, and a familiar figure staggered out from inside.
The puppet's self-explosion just now obviously also caused huge physical damage to Wizard Anderson. Visible to the naked eye, his body is covered with scorched marks from the flames, and there are some defects on his face, which are the credit of those black flying insects.
His left eye had been blasted blind, and blood was continuously flowing out of the black hole.
The wizard's hat had also been blown away, and a few wisps of thin, withered yellow hair danced in the wind on the top of his skinny and shriveled skull. And his only remaining right eye shone with a cold and ferocious light, staring at Greem for a moment, his eyes revealed a ferocity that would last until death!
Obviously, this sudden explosion cannot be blocked by the external elemental protection. The robe on Anderson's body was blown to pieces, leaving only strips of cloth barely covering his body. His bony chest was covered with large and small blood holes, and traces of smoke and fire could be seen everywhere.
"Hello... you're fine..." Anderson could hear the resentment in his tone: "I didn't expect you to have such a hand. Very good... But a mere wizard-level crystal nucleus can't kill me, now it's your turn Go to hell!"
With soaring anger, Anderson raised his right hand high, chanting mysterious and obscure witchcraft spells loudly, and countless dark spears rained down on Greem.
Greem looked at the overwhelming attack coldly, and muttered in his mouth: "3... 2... 1, explode!"
The entire enclosed space suddenly shook, and the space fluctuations stirred up were even visible to the naked eye. There was a rattling sound from the towering bloody altar. Countless spider web-like cracks snaked along the stone wall, and a blood-red mist spewed out of it, just like the blood flowing from a human being injured.
The elemental protection enveloping Anderson's body was not completely broken even by the close-range self-explosion of the wizard-level crystal nucleus, but this time, for some reason, it trembled and shattered into pieces.
The tight connection between Anderson and Swamp Tower was suddenly severed!
Wizard Anderson was stunned at first, then suddenly understood what was happening, and roared angrily: "It's Alice! It's that nasty little girl! I'm going to tear each of you into pieces and make them into the ugliest and most evil assembled corpses." , bind your souls in it forever... you all deserve to die..."
The Balrog in Greem's incarnation smiled slightly and said, "You should deal with her first!"
As soon as Greem finished speaking, a red light flashed in Greem's hand, and a strange witchcraft sank into Mary's head, and then he picked her up and smashed her at Anderson.
This seemed to be a signal that a new battle broke out in an instant!
The Flame Lord rushed towards Anderson with heavy steps. During the sprint, a series of lava fireballs crazily threw at him. And Greem hid behind him. He opened his big hand, and the voodoo scroll hanging from his waist automatically appeared in his hand.
As the witchcraft book opened automatically, the pages flipped quickly. Whenever the parchment stopped at a certain position, a berserk fire witchcraft would be triggered and hit Anderson hard.
The pages of the book couldn't stop turning, and the fire-element witchcraft couldn't stop being stimulated. Wizard Anderson's body was immediately engulfed by the raging flames.
Flamestorm!
Lianzhu fireball!
Explosive Fire Pillar!
Ignite!
Poison inflammation technique!
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The violent fire witchcraft almost turned the world into a sea of flames, mixed with physical attacks and poisonous attacks, making it irresistible.
However, all of this collided head-on with the shattering sound waves inspired by Anderson, and the two sides faced off fiercely in the center of the field. The turbulent flow of elements splashed out washed everything in the field, turning them all into tiny residues that could not be discerned by the naked eye, and then wildly sprinkled to the distance of the enclosed space.
Anderson roared and rushed out of the sea of flames again, the temporary barrier of wind around him was smashed to pieces, causing several more wounds on his body. However, Anderson's big blurred hands were holding a tattered human body, with blood and flesh on it, and there was hardly a piece of intact skin in his body.
It seems that he used Mary's body as a shield just now to barely escape the joint attack of Greem and the Flame Lord. Without the continuous energy injection from the Swamp Tower, Anderson also lost the elemental protection to protect himself. In a one-on-two situation, his combat experience and spellcasting skills are not worth mentioning at all.
The follow-up battle quickly entered a fever pitch!
Anderson once again soared into the sky, riding the endless wind to swim quickly in the sky, and used a large area of tornado storm, sound blast, dark dragon gun, and wind blade to surprise Greem. Greem and the Flame Lord chased after him, fighting back with even more violent fire core meltdowns, lava fireballs, and flame storms.
A wave of witchcraft with violent elemental fluctuations flew through the air, or exploded into a ball of fireworks on the opponent's external protection, or was dodged by the opponent, and shot to the edge of the enclosed space, turning it into a sea of fire or a wind vortex.
The goblin Kirby, who was carefully hiding in the distance by relying on invisibility, lay prone on the ground, holding his head in his hands, watching the sporadic horror of witchcraft passing over his head, and the fear in his heart could not be increased. Every fireball that explodes not far away will splash countless soil and sandstones, hitting its body blue and purple.
But Kirby didn't care about it, but opened his eyes wide, trying to distinguish which witchcraft would fall on him.
"Great goblin god, please protect me from witchcraft!"
The enclosed space looks quite big, but after all, it cannot hold back the unscrupulous rampage of 2 wizards and 1 wizard-level puppet. And the object of Goblin Kirby's prayer is obviously not a local god in the wizarding world, so no matter how crazy it prays, there is still a lava fireball dragging thick black smoke, heading straight for it.
"Damn it! I hope you didn't lie to me..."
While yelling in horror, the goblin Kirby took out a weird ball from his arms and ruthlessly threw it under his feet.
After a loud explosion, a huge deep pit with a diameter of 5 meters exploded on the ground of the different space, and the periphery of the pit was covered with cracks as dense as spider webs. The violent stream of flames and sea of fire instantly swept every inch of the surrounding space.
Under the elemental attack of this intensity, even a quasi-shaman might find it difficult to protect himself, and apprentices below the quasi-shaman even had no chance of survival. But when the terrifying elemental explosion subsided slowly, a transparent energy mask was exposed in the deep pit, and the goblin Kirby curled up inside with an earthy face, his eyes were full of brilliantly blooming fireworks.
The energy mask didn't last long, but it safely escaped the "stray bullet" attack just now.
After stroking himself a few times without feeling it, Kirby pinched his thigh hard again, and suddenly jumped up in pain.
"Gazlowe, I love you! I shouldn't doubt your..."
Goblin Kirby no longer has the slightest doubt about this full-face energy deflection protection field fine improvement type III. Although 10 magic crystals are consumed every time it is activated, no amount of magic crystals is as precious as one's own life!
Kirby took out two more energy shield generators the size of goose eggs from his arms in an instant, looked at the hot core battlefield in the distance, and said with a smirk: "Come on, come on, I'm not afraid..."
Just now it was still terrified of the stray bullets in the sky, but at this moment it was looking forward to something, to let itself verify the treasure in its hand again!
It has to be said that after a period of hard work, Goblin Kirby really bought some weird things from that Gazlowe goblin engineer. Although the names of these things sound grand, and each of them has magical abilities that outsiders can hardly imagine.
But anyone who has dealt with goblins knows that they are amazing, but unstable!
No, when Kirby was eager to try and prepare to experience this magical energy shield for the second time, it... it exploded. Fortunately, the small explosion caused by the energy shield generator knocked Kirby more than ten meters away, avoiding the fiery nuclear meltdown just right, otherwise Kirby would peel off his skin even if he didn't die.
Getting up quickly, Kirby's legs trembled in fright as he looked at the generator residue that was melted into molten iron in the sea of flames.
"This damned Gazlowe actually sold me counterfeit and shoddy products. When I go back, let's see how I settle with you..."
Jumping and cursing at the sky, Kirby didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, carefully took out his magic wand and cast an invisibility spell on himself, and hid again.