It's nothing to say, but it will be fatal to those kneeling there, and they can be photographed into a pulp in the blink of an eye.
The black head could barely see the edge, and even circled all the way up the frosty steps.
They couldn't raise their heads, but they could feel the shadow cast from above them. Many of them were shaking like chaff, tears streaming down their eyes, and closed their eyes in despair, waiting for the blow from above.
"Don't—" Someone yelled tremblingly, the voice was almost broken, and there was a crying voice full of fear.
"please… "
"After... please..."
Oswald's body hit the ice heavily, and the cracks quickly spread around the place where he hit, making a soft "click". And Kevin raised his hand at that moment to support it suddenly, supporting the huge dome of the temple with only one arm.
When he retracted his fingers suddenly, he heard continuous cracking sounds from the entire Frost Dome. Finally, he couldn't bear the heavy pressure and shattered into fine powder. A large cloud-like thick snow fog spread over the top of the head, and the temperature dropped even lower again.
After the giant beast Sirius fell to the ground, it never got up again. He twitched all over his body, lying on his side on the ground, his four claws curled up, as if he wanted to grab the position of his heart.
With his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, it seemed that he was in pain.
No one knows how hard this feeling is, except Oswald himself. He didn't even know what was going on with him, he just felt a huge air flow filled his blood vessels, making the walls of the blood vessels thin and transparent, obviously protruding from under the skin, as if the skin had been filled with air, Another puff will blow it open completely.
Every blood vessel in his body was painful and scorching hot, as if a raging fire had been burning.
This is not his illusion, but reality.
Oswald's whole body exuded scalding heat, as if it had evaporated from the surface of boiling water, and it splashed on the skins of the soldiers closest to him, instantly turning red.
Those soldiers couldn't help but twitch their fingers, let alone himself.
The ice surface lying under him was covered by his overheated body temperature, and it had a tendency to melt. Gradually, water accumulated and flowed sideways along the ice surface. The flat ice surface melted because of his presence. Potholes.
What's even more surprising is that a little spark appeared on the giant beast's snow-white fur, like the edge of a scorched paper.
Finally, with the giant beast's long howl mixed with pain and anger, the ruins of the temple were shaken. Tongues of flame suddenly sprang up from the blood-soaked Sirius, and his whole body burned.
Half of his body was covered with snow-white fur, while the other half was soaked in blood. Against the backdrop of the golden-red flames, he had a solemn and holy aura, which seemed a little different from before.
The giant beast's opened eyes were bloodshot, and it stared fearlessly at Melo, even with some indescribable sarcasm. He slapped his claws hard on the ice, and suddenly, a fire dragon rushed out, roaring and rushing towards Melo.
"I'll give you a square, otherwise you won't even be qualified to fight." Melo moved his footsteps, let the fire dragon go, and said slowly. There was an indescribable arrogance and contempt in the flat tone.
The meaning of these words is as if his heart was pinched just now because he deliberately wanted to lose once.
Why
Melo, who doesn't feel at ease unless he climbs to the top and cleans up all threats, will never do something like "offering someone else a character, just to make it appear less unequal" . This is so unlike him...
Oswald was suspicious, but he didn't have the time to waste time with him. He saw the Great Elder and Xinia who were tied up by the green vines, and then swept to the helpless crowd behind him. With a huge leap, he rushed towards Melo along with the leaping fire dragon.
The moment he pressed down on Melo, he said in a sarcastic tone, "Only? Don't be kidding, you like this, even if you put all the possessions in your pocket, you will never be worthy of being called only!"
When Melo got out of the way, he shot a fire dragon again, and went straight to the dark green vines. The thorns on the vines were scorched by the flames, and they curled up instantly as if they were afraid of being burned.
The Great Elder and Xinia, who were chained inside, lay softly on the ground, looking dry and lifeless.
Oswald howled angrily, knocked Melo away, and jumped in front of the old and the young. The moment he landed, his figure stretched and changed in the flames, changing from the appearance of a siren to a human. He picked up Xinya and put the Great Elder on his back.
Melo raised his hand, and just about to stop him, he was caught by a