The alien lord: lost in fantasy land

But now he has to dodge first. The six-armed ghost saint is completely out of control in the first 5 minutes after he appears. Will kill all living things it sees.

After 5 minutes, the six-armed ghost saint's sanity will slowly recover. Zhao Zihao also came to the stone chamber he just summoned. The passage was completely dark. He followed the route just now and was stopped by an earth wall before he ran very far. Blocking the way, there were continuous collapse sounds from behind the earthen wall.

At this time, the entire passage trembled, and the ground beneath his feet began to crack. A huge palm protruded from the collapsed stone wall. Little by little, a huge six-armed man appeared in front of Zhao Zihao, kneeling on one knee. , a raging voice sounded: "Master!".

Zhao Zihao finally regained his previous calm expression: "Haha, take me out. In a few days, I will summon your hometown Vanaheim to come in." Holes were drilled into the rock, and the six-armed ghost saint stood on the huge On the top of the rocky mountain, Zhao Zihao stood on the shoulders of the six-armed ghost saint, looking at the Crimson Flame City in the distance, and pointed at the city ahead with a sneer: "Go! Slaughter this city! Replenish some flesh and blood for you."

In the Red Flame City, in the Baiyan Tower.

A red-skinned fire elf and an old man sat together to eat. The old man suddenly asked: "It seemed like someone summoned something just now! Why do I feel that the energy fluctuations are a bit big?"

The fire elf rolled his eyes: "Summoning is a fart! You are pretending to be a ghost! Next time if I meet him again, I will beat him until he calls me daddy."

The old man smiled slightly: "Then you may not have this chance! This person is quite interesting."

The fire elf asked the old man curiously: "Interesting! What's so interesting!"

The old man took a sip of wine slowly: "Although I don't know what he summoned, the energy is too great and we will be in danger."

The fire elf looked unbelieving: "Old man! Don't talk nonsense! Who else is there in Red Flame City besides you, the quasi-saint? The saints have all been called to fight against the demons. What else can there be?"

The old man smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid I will have to run for my life this time."

The fire elf was stunned! Then his face changed drastically: "Why don't you leave quickly!" After saying that, he stood up and left.

The old man followed closely. As soon as the two went out, they saw a sea of ​​fire coming from the sky in the distance. The fire elf's face changed drastically: "What is this! Old man! You already knew something was wrong! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

The old man grabbed the fire elf's wrist: "We can't escape! Hide in the building first!"

The fire elf threw away the old man's hand: "Why are you hiding! Just do it!"

The old man's face darkened: "Are you looking for death! That is the power of the Holy Lord! Even the two of us together can't break his defense!"

The fire elf was stunned for a moment: "Are you telling the truth?"

The old man didn't answer, but the emotion in his eyes said everything.

The fire elf took a breath of air: "Then what should we do?"

The old man took a deep breath: "Wait to die!"

In the Red Flame City, in the Baiyan Tower.

Zhao Zihao stood on the shoulders of the Six-Armed Ghost Saint, looked at the Scarlet Flame City in the distance, and smiled coldly: "Go! Kill this city! I will replenish some flesh and blood for you."

The six-armed ghost saint looked up to the sky and roared, and his huge body rushed towards Scarlet Flame City. All buildings, people and animals were destroyed along the way, and the residents in the city became a mess and fled in all directions.

Zhao Zihao looked at the chaotic residents of Red Flame City and the fleeing adventurous warriors below, with a cruel smile on his face: "Don't you think you are just? Don't you want to protect mankind? Why don't you protect it now! Hahaha! "

The old man and the fire elf were hiding in the basement of Baiyan Tower, their faces pale as they listened to the noise coming from above.

A trace of cruelty flashed in the fire elf's eyes: "Old man! Why don't you take us out! Aren't you a quasi-holy master!"

The old man smiled bitterly: "Although I am called a Quasi-Holy Lord, I am still far from being a Holy Lord! His power has surpassed that of an ordinary Holy Lord. We cannot defeat him at all."

A trace of despair flashed in the fire elf's eyes: "Then what should we do! I don't want to die here!"

The old man was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "Under the beacon tower over there, there is a shelter, a restriction that even the Holy Lord and the strong can't open. As long as we escape there, we can hope to escape."

A glimmer of hope flashed in the fire elf's eyes: "Then what are you waiting for! Let's get out quickly!"

The old man shook his head: "No, that person's power is too strong, we can only wait. I can't let Red Flame City disappear completely!"

"Waiting?" The fire elf smiled bitterly, "There is only a dead end waiting for us. Can you keep Scarlet Flame City?"

The old man's eyes were firm and he said without hesitation: "Yes! We can only wait. But we are not waiting for death, but waiting for opportunities."

"Opportunity?" The fire elf was a little confused.

"Yes, a chance." The old man took a deep breath, "Although Scarlet Flame City has fallen, it does not mean that we have no chance to make a comeback."

"A chance to make a comeback?" The fire elf was a little surprised.

"Yes." The old man smiled slightly, "We have already guessed the energy core of the summoning array used by this summoner."

"Energy core?" A glimmer of light flashed in the fire elf's eyes, "Then what can we use it for?"

"We can use this energy core to make deals, sign soul contracts, and let the summoned monsters go elsewhere." The old man explained.

"To other places?" The fire elf looked at the old man in surprise.

The old man smiled and said: "Yes! If we can lure the monster away, then Red Flame City will be safe."