761: Chapter 165: The Silver Fist Still Carries the Cold Firelight_2 761: Chapter 165: The Silver Fist Still Carries the Cold Firelight_2 “Haha…
I’m beginning to like you, reptile.” The Fla Lord laughed heartily, his breath fanning the flas into a frenzied roar.
“Joy should be shared, reptile!
You should be proud, for you have witnessed the evolution of a Fla Lord…”
He paused here, a smug grin playing on this face as he attempted to discern a hint of admiration in the other’s eyes, or perhaps a gasp of shock.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed.
Liu Zhenhan remained impassive at the Fla Lord’s self-proclaid evolution, his expression as unchanging as an unlting teor.
“…Why are you not surprised…” Fla Lord Basturk’s pride was slightly wounded, a touch of anger creeping into his voice.
He decided he would turn this person into a permanent “rock imprint”.
“It took five thousand years to progress from a Fla Troll to a Fla Overlord, then another five thousand years to ascend from Fla Overlord to Fla Lord.
I never thought I’d have the chance to advance to Fla Emperor.
I didn’t expect that a little over a thousand years have passed, and I managed to achieve this long-cherished wish during the ‘Demon Disintegration Technique’.
Not only did it not backlash, but it allowed to comprehend the true essence of combat and ascend to a higher level of power.
I am more formidable now!
Damn you, ignorant reptile!”
“The true essence of combat?” Liu Zhenhan smirked scornfully, flicking off a large amount of mucus and wiping his finger on the mane of the Pegasus.
“From now on, I am truly immortal.
Even if my physical body is destroyed, I can evolve into a stronger Fla Sorcerer Emperor!
Shouldn’t I be pleased?” Basturk, who had ascended from Fla Lord to Fla Emperor, laughed uproariously, shaking the earth.
“And you ridiculous reptile still want to absorb my essence, too hilarious…”
“Emperor?
Sorcerer Emperor?” Liu Zhenhan raised an eyebrow, straddled the Pegasus, and said, “Let’s see how I defeat you into a ground locust!”
A purple halo descended from the heavens, trapping Basturk, the Fla Emperor, from head to toe.
A surge of black energy emanated from the Fla Emperor’s body and flowed into Liu Zhenhan’s chest.
“Now I feel even stronger.” Liu Zhenhan laughed heartily.
“Damn reptile!
How can a Moore possess the ‘Power Drain’!” Basturk, the Fla Emperor, howled in fury.
“Even if you have advanced, your magical power must be extrely limited after that battle, right?” Liu Zhenhan pointed at Basturk, the Fla Emperor’s forehead with his spear and said, “One last reminder, you are fighting a Beamon shaman!
Despite my ugliness, I’m not an Elf.”
“Ridiculous and arrogant reptile!
I’ll show you the true power of Fla Magic!” The Fla Emperor chuckled, his hands swaying a scorching magical halo.
Nurous huge volcanic rocks on the ground shuddered and transford into eight four-ter-tall molten creatures, spewing fierce flas, surrounding Liu Zhenhan from all sides.
“Look at this.” The Fla Emperor Basturk lifted a piece of obsidian as tall as seven or eight ters beside him, poured in a thick amount of fire elental magic, turning the entire piece of obsidian into a brilliant red gem.
He raised it high, ready to smash it onto Liu Zhenhan’s head.
Liu Zhenhan swiftly counterattacked, twirling his T-head spear into a flurry of assaults.
Seizing the mont the Fla Emperor raised the rock and exposed his empty chest, he grit his teeth, throwing his spear.
At this distance of dozens of ters, with the Fla Emperor’s large target, he was not afraid of a miss.
With the Overlord Dragon Power plus a third of the Fla Emperor’s own power, having a Berserk double bonus, no magic armor in this world can withstand it!
The eight four-ter-tall molten creatures failed in their attempted attack on Liu Zhenhan.
When they approached within five ters of Liu Zhenhan, they began to hesitate as if an invisible barrier was blocking them, the Fire Avoidance Dragon Pearl’s immunity function had generated an invisible force field.
A knight’s spear bearing the “Sacrificial Fire” pierced the abdon of the monstrous Fla Emperor, who looked incredulous.
Even with part of his power drained, the Fla Emperor couldn’t believe that this individual, who claid to be a Beamon and was suspected of being a blood magic mage, could physically tear through his hard magic armor and his stomach, which was tougher than rocks!
Even the rebounding effect of his “Fire Squeeze Armor” had completely failed!
“Groooar!” With a roar of pain, the massive rock slipped from the Fla Emperor’s hands.
Liu Zhenhan casually tugged at the reins, the Winged Pegasus gracefully soaring sideways, skirting past the falling rock.
The Fla Emperor seed to pull out a sewing needle as he removed the spear from his abdon.
The steel spear softened quietly in his grip, ultimately lting into a pool of molten tal.
The Fla Emperor watched Liu Zhenhan soaring in the sky and circling in a beautiful flight path, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Just as an elephant would be taken aback if it found—a mouse—with strength equal to its own.
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