Ember Skywalker

Chapter 4 3 kills!

Chapter 4 Three kills!

Zhimin was extremely fast and reached the back of the carriage in just a dozen breaths.

"They're catching up!"

John screamed uncontrollably.

"Faster! Faster!"

Caroline also burst into tears: "Raven, Mom will lead them away in a while, you and John run!"

After saying that, he was about to jump off the carriage.

Raven grabbed her and said:

"No, it's no use for you to get off. You can still survive in the car."

Then he shouted to the driver: "Run to the woods! Quick!"
The driver was so frightened that he instinctively did as he was told.

Raven picked up two more sticks from the car and handed them to John.

"Brother, throw this at them later."

"Will this thing...help them have fun?"

"Yes, just to help you out. If I tell you to, just throw it. Leave the rest to me."

"What can you do?"

"Don't ask, here it comes!"

As he was speaking, a Zhimin had already rushed forward.

His ugly face was full of ferocity, and his brown eyes radiated cruelty.

"what!"

John screamed in fear and raised the stick high in his hand, but forgot to throw it.

"Haha, are you going to scare me to death?"

Zhimin laughed, squeezed his legs together, and the black lion was about to jump towards the carriage.

At this moment, Raven suddenly flashed out from behind John, and swung out a ball of cyan-gold flame with his right hand, with electric light swirling outside.

boom!
The fireball hit Zhimin, and a huge flame exploded instantly, turning him and the lion into a big candle.

A shrill scream came from the flames.

"The Burner!"

The two wise men at the back were shocked. There was actually a magician here?
"Raven, how...how do you know the power of ignition?" Caroline was stunned.

She knows her son best. When did he learn the art of combustion?

And so awesome!

Aunt Julie opened her mouth wide and looked at Raven as if he were a monster.

"Brother, you...you are the Burner of Laws?" John was speechless.

"The bishop who saved me taught me." Raven suppressed the shock in his heart and said perfunctorily.

He didn't expect that the flame was so powerful that it killed Zhimin in just one blow.

"Could it be the power of alien combustion?"

As far as he knew, this kind of power was not something that main sequence fuel could produce, so it must be alien fuel.

As for why it is not ether fuel?

Although he is very narcissistic, he still has some self-awareness.

Aether fuel is the ultimate power.

It is said that no one has mastered Dante's technique in the past ten years, and he doesn't think he can do it.

"Brother, what should we do next?"

John swung up the stick and said confidently.

With Riven, the Burning Mage, around, two wise men are nothing.

"Disrupt them and buy me some time."

"Okay, look at me!"

John swung the stick with a gust of wind, then struck out at the right moment.

Zhimin laughed wildly, he was just a little brat.

Boom!

The wooden stick hit him hard on the head, causing him to grimace in pain and almost fall down.

"Little brat!"

He cursed angrily.

But he endured it, because the Burner behind him was the threat and he had to be dealt with first.

He quickened his pace.

The next moment, two black shadows hit his face, and a foul odor filled his nose. They turned out to be two worn-out shoes!
"Damn it, I'll just endure it! Wait until I kill that guy!" Zhimin gritted his teeth.

Then came the clothes and pants, especially the one at the back which smelled extremely bad and happened to cover his eyes.

He stumbled and nearly fell down.

Zhimin ripped off his pants and yelled, "Fuck you, just wait!"

John was already naked from the waist up, and he looked left and right until his eyes were fixed on Julie.

The aunt folded her arms and stepped back: "What are you doing!"

"Forget it." John gave up. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he stared at the horse pulling the cart.

Due to the intense running and the fear from the cave wolves, it was already defecating and urinating all over.

John hurried forward, caught the hot horse manure, and threw it at Zhimin.

puff!
The sticky, steaming horse manure hit his face squarely, leaving only his eyes exposed.

"Ah! You're looking for death!"

Jimin finally loses his mind.

What a shame!
He was a brave warrior of the tribe, but he had horse manure on his face. How was he going to face his tribe members when he returned?

In anger, he swung the knife in his hand and threw it at John.

Suddenly, a ball of cyan-gold flame brightened his eyes.

Raven finally finished the fireball and sneered at him.

The next moment a fireball shot out, melting the knife in mid-air, and then hit Zhimin, turning him into a large candle.

After killing two Zhimin in a row, Riven felt a little exhausted and his head began to hurt like needles.

This is a sign of fuel exhaustion.

After all, he had just become a burning magician, and being able to cast the burning spell twice was already quite good.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Looking up, he saw that the last Zhimin had pulled a huge bow at some point and aimed the arrow at him.

The ugly face was full of ferocity.

Whoosh!
The arrow suddenly enlarged in Raven's eyes, making a sharp whistling sound.

"Fuck, you're playing dirty tricks!"

Raven cursed, but there was no time to react.

This arrow is too fast!
"careful!"

Just then Caroline hugged Raven and used her back to block the arrow.

Ah!
With a scream, Caroline fell down.

There was a rusty arrow stuck in her back, and blood gushed out, quickly staining her clothes red.

"Mom!" John screamed heartbreakingly.

"Fuck you!" Raven's blood boiled.

Although Caroline was not his real mother, she was the best person to him in the world. Now she is dead?
He went crazy, ignoring the severe pain in his head, and gathered his energy like crazy.

But Zhimin didn't give him time.

The guy pulled out another arrow while running and aimed at Raven.

Raven's face suddenly turned pale.

He was still casting a spell, and this arrow was unavoidable.

A hideous smile appeared on Zhimin's face, and he wished he could cut Raven into pieces.

At this moment, a thick and long lance was thrown towards Zhimin with a strong wind.

The latter was startled and turned around quickly, almost knocking the lance away with his knife, and his arm was numb from the shock.

He looked angrily and saw a middle-aged man riding a horse towards him, covered in blood.

"Captain Sean!"

Raven just wanted to give him a hug!
This shot was so timely!
Sean caught up with Zhimin, drew out his short blade and pounced on him, engaging in a fierce battle.

But he had been seriously injured in the battle, and eventually he ran out of energy and was chopped off his horse by Zhimin.

Zhimin was about to go up and stab him again, but he suddenly remembered something and looked at Riven.

He saw an angry face full of murderous intent.

"Die!"

Raven attacked with hatred, and a cyan fireball with high temperature and lightning hit Zhimin.

In an instant, he turned into a huge fireball.

After the blow, Raven collapsed to the ground, his head aching as if it was about to split open.

He endured the severe pain and shouted to the driver: "Go and save Captain Sean!"

"This... Zhimin will catch up with us." The driver said in fear and wanted to leave.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll save you if you ask me to!"

Sean saved him, he couldn't just leave it alone.

Intimidated by Raven's power, the driver had no choice but to nod.