RPAGF Chapter 163 Power
Chapter 163 Power
The guys in the group of losers were so eager to join the team to stop Lin Hun. However, when they felt the fluctuations of the secret law behind them, their restlessness caused by the high temperature slowly subsided, and they felt their skin cracked by the high temperature.
Even the air was trying to escape from Lin Hun, carrying with it the high temperature and hitting the uncovered skin surface of the loser on the outermost side like a wave again and again.
"Yes, we absolutely cannot leave. For the sake of the spellcasters behind us and for our hometown, we absolutely cannot retreat here!"
A dozen losers charged towards Lin Hun in the scorching heat. Those under their feet had already lost consciousness due to the high temperature when the flames turned black and red, and it was uncertain whether they could wake up again.
The loser bent over and endured the high temperature. The skin on the top of his head quickly cracked and turned white. Then the fat on the skin began to surge constantly, actually burning the fat inside through the skin and making it roll around. It was like opening a hole in the loser's skin and pouring hot oil into it.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!" The sounds of skin bursting rang out one after another. The lost moisture lost its elasticity and was no longer able to restrain the rolling fat. The steaming fat broke through the skin and burst out like magma, and was burned into gas by the high temperature before it hit the ground. However, even so, they still did not retreat.
The sky, the ground, the meteorites, the losers, everything is to kill the hunter in the middle!
"Alright! Let you losers witness what real power is!"
Lin Hun roared wildly and stepped forward with one foot. His hips turned and his long-stretched waist rotated accordingly. All his strength was transferred to his arms. Facing the falling meteorite, he moved the giant sword in his hands with both arms from bottom to top and swung it towards the sky.
A raging flame instantly exploded from the sword, and a dazzling white light burst out from the sword, going upstream with unparalleled power.
The howling wind made Lin Hun's clothes rustle, and the hat on his head was blown off by the fierce storm. His messy hair just fluttered up. At this time, Lin Hun raised his hands in an orderly manner, grasped the hat firmly and placed it firmly on his head.
Although it was not a flame, the high-temperature hot air was more powerful than a flame. Any flame it touched was like hot oil burning fiercely. The skin of the losers who were blown by it was covered with dry cracks. The hot air penetrated into the losers' bodies through these cracks and scratched their flesh and bones. When it brushed past Lin Hun, it also ignited a few sparks on his clothes, but they were quickly extinguished.
Even Lin Hun, who used fire to attack, felt a little dry in the hot wind. He stretched out his wet tongue and licked his lips up and down to moisten them. He carefully glanced at the bell tower in the distance:
"I think I went a little too far this time. I just hope Kos won't cause me trouble in the future."
Lin Hun raised his arm and pressed hard against the ground. The red-hot sword in his hand sank into the dry earth easily like inserting butter. As soon as he let go, the sword involuntarily tilted to the left. Frightened, Lin Hun quickly picked up the sword. He looked down and saw that even in just a few seconds, the originally dry soil in the crack had been melted into a red-hot gelatinous liquid by the high temperature of the sword.
The falling knife light seemed to be extremely slow, but it enveloped the entire world and completely overshadowed the hometown in the loser's heart.
No matter whether it was a falling meteorite or a rushing loser, the moment the flames passed by, they had no time to struggle and were vaporized with only a slight "click" sound, just like a piece of rubber that was rubbed hard without leaving a trace, and then everything returned to silence.
A huge scar made of flames spanned the entire starry sky, leaving not only an unforgettable scar on the clock tower behind the starry sky, but also an indelible scar on the starry sky in the loser's heart.
The flames in the sky came and went quickly. When the flames in the sky went out, the flames in the flora also went out. The lush flora and leaves were perfectly preserved, but they all turned pale and looked lifelike.
"Snapped!"
The slender legs of a loser at the front of the group of losers could no longer support the scorching flames and broke at the knees. His charred and gray body fell to the ground motionless and without struggle, like a fine work of art, and turned into ashes with a crisp "bang".
The first loser seemed to have broken some kind of balance, and then more and more losers broke and fell like raindrops, and the sounds of "bang!" "bang!" "bang!" were endless.
"It seems that I have gone a bit too far." After concentrating all the energy in his body for the first time, Lin Hun's face turned pale. However, his body was not affected and remained strong, though he was still a little weak inside.
With the entire group of losers trying their best to protect the four corners of the courtyard, only the spellcasters in the center still kept their bodies relatively intact. However, their arms had been shattered at the roots, and the upper part of their heads had turned gray. Not only had they lost the energy to cast the secret spell, but they also didn't have much time left to survive.
Lin Hun looked at the remaining four losers for a long time, and finally just raised his sword, looked around and said to the four losers:
"You should know by now that your so-called hometown is nothing more than a memory implanted in your blood when you were transformed. It has nothing to do with you."
There were three losers who were unwilling to pay attention to Lin Hun or who were unable to pay attention to him. Their lives were like candles in the wind. However, there was still a spellcaster who smashed open his dry lips and moved his shrunken tongue:
"That... is not important. We only have one hometown in our hearts. It's a pity... we no longer have the chance to go back."
"Bang!" A person who failed in casting the spell fell to the ground and shattered like glass, but under the protection of other failures, most of his body was still flesh and blood.
Lin Hun didn't even turn his head and just looked at the loser who was speaking, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes:
"Do you consider yourself a loser or a human being now?"
"We are not losers..." the loser said weakly after taking a breath.
Lin Hun did not show any joy. Looking at the loser's open lips, he knew there must be more to come.
Sure enough, the loser then added:
"That's just what humans call us."
Lin Hun uttered a "huh":
"'Human'? Have you forgotten that you were once human?"
The loser opened his eyes weakly, glanced at Lin Hun, and then closed them heavily:
"There is no so-called human memory in our memories, let alone humans. Maybe we were humans once, but unfortunately, no one recognizes this identity anymore. We are beings higher than humans."
"Advanced," Lin Hun sneered, "Is this what you call advanced?"