Under the gazes of many family wizards, they saw the small potion bottle draw an arc and shatter on the ground in the poisonous mist with a crash.
And then, with a sudden expansion like an open flame falling into the dust, the strange fluid-like flame spread rapidly directly within the poisonous mist.
In the blink of an eye, everyone saw that the poisonous mist in front of them turned into a large sea of bright blue flames. The extremely dazzling light made people couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their eyes.
But what is puzzling is that those flames seem to be burning fiercely, and any space where the toxic mist exists will inevitably not escape their encroachment. But wherever the flames passed, the grass, the trees, and even the grasshoppers and insects were all as alive as before.
Watching the sea of fire quickly burning away to the other end of the poisonous mist, all the wizards couldn't help but look at each other - what kind of flame was it that only took effect on the poisonous mist
"Is this the magic flame specially made by the family master for this kind of poisonous mist? We just saw the family master and the flaming flying dragon flying over together..." One of the older family wizards couldn't help but said in surprise, "It's really worthy of it. The head of the family was able to develop a method to restrain this poisonous mist in such a short period of time... But what kind of flame is this?"
As he spoke, he wanted to get closer, but was immediately stopped by another wizard.
"Don't go there," the young man said hurriedly, "I know this kind of potion bottle that releases magic flames. I have seen it in the black market in the British wizarding world before - this kind of magic flame only uses magic power as fuel, and it has very strong adhesion. Strong, don’t touch it casually!”
Hearing the family wizards behind him couldn't help but discuss the bottle of fire, the short-haired witch could actually understand everyone's mood. After all, they have been studying the spreading poisonous mist here for a long time, but they still can't find any way to break it.
However, now is not the time to discuss this.
"The head of the family just said that this is Li Huo Bottle, the work of Mr. McLean." She explained briefly first, and then continued, "Okay, let's not talk about this now! We will return to the castle immediately - United Mr. Ajinbad, the president of the association, is setting up defense there, so we’d better go there too.”
When other family wizards heard this, they suddenly felt a little confused.
"Then... what about the head of the house? Shouldn't we help the head of the house deal with the basilisk?"
"The master of the house doesn't need help," the short-haired witch waved her hands decisively, "On the contrary... Although I don't know why the master of the house came here in person, he definitely hopes that we can go back to protect the safety of the young lady rather than asking us to stay and help. !”
Mr. Blois' concern for Willie is well known in the family. When everyone heard this, they immediately understood what the short-haired witch was thinking.
Not long after, the family wizards of Blois Castle responded in unison:
"Yes! Keep the lady safe!"
…
"Um?"
Just when the family wizards all apparated away from the foothills and returned to the castle, Mr. Blois, who was waiting on the other side of the poisonous fog, turned his head and glanced slightly.
And then, he seemed to be quite relieved and showed a subtle smile.
Among these family wizards of the Blois family, only a small number of them actually have the surname Blois.
There is no way, even France's first wizard family with the inheritance of ancient wizards cannot select such a large number of powerful wizards just by their own members.
However, even those wizards with foreign surnames who have been hired for a long time are still very loyal to the entire Blois family. This is a great achievement of him as the head of the family.
"It seems that choosing Louise as the consul general was the right choice."
As for whether Babajide Ajinbad is trustworthy, judging from his various decisions up to now and his close relationship with Maka, the answer is naturally yes.
But for Mr. Blois, who valued his daughter's safety more than his own life, no matter how much trust he had, he would not be allowed to leave the castle easily.
The reason why he came to the Monaco border in person this time was actually a decision he made after weighing the pros and cons many times.
As for the objects he was "measuring"... one of them was naturally the president of the federation, Ajinbad, and the other was the ancient wizard Haierbo.
Watching the bright blue flames extending rapidly from the distance, until now, most of the entire poisonous mist has turned into blazing flames. Even because the burning was so intense, some of it had completely dissipated.
Blois seemed to feel that the time was almost up, and immediately said:
"Mr. Haierbo, aren't you planning to come out and see me?"
With the help of the amplification spell, Blois's voice spread far away, echoing leisurely in the foothills. But after a moment, he didn't get any response.
"Aren't you ready to come out?" After thinking this again, Blois immediately warned, "If you don't show up, this basilisk will only end here!"
After saying this, he no longer waited any longer and suddenly waved his hand.
"Absorb the fire!"
This was not a spell, but an order from Blois.
The moment he gave the instruction, a huge change suddenly occurred in the still burning blue flame.
I saw a huge flame vortex suddenly formed from the middle of the sea of fire, and pulled the surrounding bright blue flames in at an extremely fast speed, sucking it into the center of the fire vortex.
Just over ten seconds passed, and the orange-red flame dragon that Blois brought with him at first had turned into a flowing blue.
And directly in front of the flying dragon, the originally majestic basilisk now looked quite embarrassed because the flames from the Lihuo bottle continued to cling to and burn.
As one goes and the other goes, the latter is bound to be in trouble.
"If you would rather lose a basilisk and continue to hide, then I won't be polite."
As he was thinking this, Blois suddenly waved his backhand, and saw the flying dragon with blue flames burning all over its body rushing towards the basilisk. When it bypassed the snake's snout and bit into the basilisk's body, with a sizzling sound of burning, the latter seemed to be unable to bear the pain and rolled violently.
It's a pity that as a pure flame polymer centered on the summoner's will, one of the characteristics of the flame flying dragon is that it is not afraid of physical combat. If the master's mental power is strong enough, repeated repairs and rebirths will not be a problem at all.
In ancient times, wizards with mediocre blood relied on the two major research systems of summoning and regular magic to stand out in battles with many magical creature races with powerful talents.
Let’s not mention the difficulty of understanding the rules and runes. Just seeing that most of the best modern wizards are proficient in the art of transformation, we can know the far-reaching influence of ancient summoning. Even though it has been lost among most wizard groups, the basic theory of summoning has been passed down to this day with the changes of the times.
And just when the flame dragon was biting the basilisk's body, leaving deep burn marks on its body that was extremely resistant to magic, a figure finally appeared silently in front of the two fighting men. next to the person.
"Crack-"
Suddenly, the ground around the flame dragon suddenly swelled with two arms, and then stretched upward, firmly grasping its neck.
Although the blue flames on the flying dragon were constantly burning the palm made of earth and stone, it tried to struggle, but could not break free.
At the next moment, those two giant hands suddenly used force and tore off the neck of the flame flying dragon.
"I guessed you must be there."
Blois did not show any surprise at this.
He saw him raise his hand, and the remains of the flame flying dragon immediately turned into flames, streaking through the air, and gathered around him again.
"It's actually not hard to guess, isn't it?"
The figure appearing next to the basilisk was undoubtedly Haierbo.
But he didn't look at Mr. Blois, but first glanced at the basilisk next to him. It can be seen that there is a terrible scar on the basilisk's body at this moment, but because of the high temperature, not even a trace of blood appears.
The wound...even a section of the deep spine was burnt.
"To be honest, I don't know whether I should be happy? Or should I be annoyed?"
Haierbo seemed to be talking to himself and said without looking back:
"I originally thought that the young man named McClain would be the one who came here, but I didn't expect... In this era, there are actually several wizards who have inherited the spirit summoning technique. This is really surprising."
When Blois heard this, he just smiled.
Although the magic inherited from ancient times is indeed amazingly powerful, in fact, modern spells are not necessarily weak.
The changes of the times always have peaks and troughs. Only those who have seen this clearly will understand that the magic spells in the future will not have the possibility to surpass ancient magic.
I think Merlin, a famous wizard of a generation, saw this possibility.
Of course, in this low period of magic, it may have been fashionable to talk about this.
Blois simply ignored the second half of Herbo's sentence and continued the first half:
"Actually, I also think that it might be McClain... Of course, that is if I don't come."
Hearing what he said, Haierbo turned around and gave him a distant look.
"In other words, you are planning to fight me instead of McClain? But it's a pity. Although I don't mind discussing the secrets of summoning with you, but..."
As soon as he finished saying this, Blois knew immediately that he had misjudged Haierbo's idea. He waved his hand and wanted to command the flame dragon to stop him, but he still couldn't catch up with the opponent who decided to leave.
He only felt a sudden fluctuation in the space, and Haierbo disappeared on the spot together with the injured basilisk.
"... Let's wait until next time!"