quicksilver blood

Chapter 493 Burn Out!

"Mortal! Your time of death has arrived!"

A deafening roar sounded around Tradar.

The next moment, a giant hand that was scorching, cracked, and flashing dark red like lava directly grabbed Tradar's throat, lifted him from the ground, and pressed him down on the ground he was leaning on. on the tree.

Tradar's flesh turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, blistered and then burst. The blood that spurted out directly dyed the hand holding his throat scarlet.

Severe pain rushed into Tradar's brain.Scorching heat poured into his body manically along his skin, as if boiling water was squeezing into his body from his neck.

The strong suffocation immediately made Tradar grow his mouth weakly like a fish deprived of oxygen. The pain distorted his facial features, his face turned purple due to congestion, and the muscles on his face twitched crazily.However, he didn't let out the slightest howl.

"You...monster!"

Just staring at his eyes filled with scarlet blood due to ruptured blood vessels, he grinned grinningly at the druid in front of him like a ghost crawling up from hell, opened his mouth full of blood, and uttered every word with difficulty. cursed.

No, the man couldn't be called a druid anymore—the figure couldn't even be called a man.

Almost all of his robes had been burned away, and the remaining parts were burning with dirty dark red flames. His eyes were burned into two dark holes, and a faint yellow fire could be seen burning inside.

And his skin directly turned into a rock-like color, shining with a waxy luster under the filthy flames that gave people a dirty feeling.In the part close to the wrist, the druid's skin directly cracked in a spider web shape, shining with a dark red light, and the closer to the wrist, the denser the cracks.His hands have even completely turned into a dark red lava-like luster, crackling and burning, surging with restless flames.

It looks like a stone puppet burning with flames.From this point of view, Tradal's sarcasm was not wrong at all.

It was undoubtedly a monster.

"You are asking for your own death! Mortal!"

Tradal's taunt clearly touched the monster's sore spot.I saw the monster roaring, and its burning "right hand" was clenched even more forcefully, even so hard that its whole body was shaking.

Unfortunately, his strength is obviously insufficient.No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't break Tradar's neck.Tradar grinned, grabbed the four fingers of the stone monster's right hand with his left hand, and bent them hard, the monster let go of his right hand under the pain.

But just when Tradar was about to bend his hands and smash his joints, a dark red flame nova erupted suddenly from the monster, pushing Tradar, who was still standing still, staggering, poisonous The fire stuck directly to him.

The enraged stone monster raised its right hand, which was like magma and exuded hot air, clenched it into a fist and hit Tradar hard on the back of the head, who had not yet stood firm.Tradar's whole body was shocked, and he was directly knocked down to the ground, blood spattered around his head as the center.

However, the monster did not let him go easily.

"Go to hell! Go to die! Go to die!"

The monster raised its foot and cruelly stepped on Tradar's head repeatedly until he heard the crisp sound of bone cracking and saw Tradar twitch and completely lose his voice.

He breathed a sigh of satisfaction, and finally glanced at Tradar's body, humming disdainfully from his nasal cavity.

"Monster? Heh... We are the messengers of God! Ember Spirit! You ignorant bastard!"

However, just as he took two steps, he suddenly felt that his right ankle was entangled by something, and he couldn't walk at all.

Suddenly, a feeling of uneasiness rose in his heart.

Before he could turn around, severe pain came from his right calf without warning.

Ember Spirit's right leg was directly broken, and the remaining strength made him kneel on the ground wailing.The severe pain paralyzed his brain, and he couldn't use his hands.

"You...you-!"

He screamed and turned around.But he saw a terrifying face like a demon god.

Tradar's forehead and left half of his face were deeply sunken, his left eye was crushed, and the white of his right eye was completely covered with scarlet blood. His face was covered in blood, and his teeth were stained with blood.

There were some scorched black marks on his throat, dripping with blood.He tightly held Ember Spirit's right leg ankle with his left hand, which was so scalded that it was red and hot, crushing it with only brute force.

"Who do you say is a bastard? Ah?!"

Tradal whispered in a hoarse, indistinct voice, filled with terrifying power.The silver-white flame surged in the crushed left eye, and his blood and life force turned into fuel and burned blazingly.

Just as Ember Spirit opened his mouth to say something, Tradar kicked him up in the abdomen. He rolled his eyes, and almost passed out without taking a breath.

After all, he was a frail druid just a few minutes ago.Even though he was transformed into the Ember Spirit that belonged to him by that Ash disciple, he was still much, much weaker than the Ember Spirit transformed by those warriors.

He just wanted to breathe out flames to resist, but Tradar, who was stepping on his stomach, suddenly knelt on his chest, and immediately his chest was constricted by the knees, and he couldn't breathe at all.

"Mortal... ok, mortal..."

Before he came back to his senses, Tradar straddled him halfway like this, swinging his unburned right hand with a heavy punch and blasted Ember Spirit's side face.

Immediately, Ember Spirit was stunned.Before he could resist, another heavy punch hit his temple.Immediately, Ember Spirit's whole body froze, and he lost consciousness limply.

"Aha! Mortal! Who is a mortal? Ah?! Tell me!"

Then Tradal stood up, bowed his head and grabbed his neck, picked him up suddenly, and pressed him against the tree like a replay of the scene a minute ago.

He clenched his right hand tightly, Ember Spirit's neck made a tragic creaking sound, and the rock-like skin burst open.

"Okay. Good job. You hit me so badly, crawled on the ground, almost died."

Tradar murmured, his hands became more and more vigorous, but his face showed an expression of incomparable excitement.

Almost, almost died.Another brush with death—the feeling of kissing death, it couldn't be better.

But at this moment, Tradar suddenly felt a clear sense of uneasiness.

He raised his hands and let out a low scream of the Ashes and turned around to prepare for the enemy.But at this moment, right behind him, the tree suddenly ignited and exploded!
(End of this chapter)