My Lady Queen

But with such a slight palm, Cymbeline's magma body suddenly burst into dazzling hot light.

The light passed into the golem's forehead along his palm, like a series of capillaries, starting from this position and spreading to its whole body.

Looking at Cymbeline again, it has turned into a strangely shaped volcanic rock.

Wishing to take back the long sword, a trace of ominous premonition hit his heart.

The ray of light soon covered the head and arms of the golem exposed on the surface of the magma like a spider web, and clusters of flowing bright red liquid slowly overflowed from it, circulating endlessly as if alive.

At the same time, large pieces of stone chips fell off the golem.

Finally, the golem's hand that was originally in a fist position suddenly opened, and then its elbow slightly bent.

In the next second, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly opened on the golem's face, and two blazing blue flames ignited fiercely in his eye sockets.

"Who woke me up!"

This sound was not actually uttered, but every creature present, whether it was human, orc, elf, or winged man, received this sentence very clearly in their minds.

But this does not mean that the sound is useless, the entire space seems to start to vibrate because of these simple words, and the huge underground space has become extremely unstable because of this, like a super huge stone the size of a house coming out of a hole. The roof was shaken off, some fell into the magma lake, setting off a large wave of magma, and some fell directly into the dense crowd of Yi people, killing at least [-] or [-] Yi people, even the people of Wishing and others. Huge boulders continued to fall around him, scaring a few people out of the way.

But these stones hit Ash Wing's body, but they were all smashed, and Ash Wing didn't seem to care.

Rhine dodged a boulder that fell from the sky, stared blankly at the wings of ashes in the middle of the magma lake, and murmured, "This...is this the end?"

This magma lake located deep underground is not only very deep, but judging by the size of Ash Wing, it is at least several hundred meters long.

After Ash Wing finished speaking, he straightened up slowly like an old man who just woke up from his sleep, and slowly stood up.

The stone statue that Cymbeline had turned into was beside it, crumbled to powder at the slightest bump.

The Wing crowd was boiling, their long-cherished wish was finally fulfilled, and in a sense, Cymbeline's task was overfulfilled.

The Yi people got up from the ground and flew into the air one after another, wanting to have a close contact with their ancestors.

But Ember Wings seemed to ignore these own children and grandchildren. It waved its big hand and clasped its giant palms together, like driving away small flying insects, and immediately knocked down dozens of winged people.

Not only that, it also grabbed more than a dozen Winged Men in its hands, and stuffed them into its open bloody mouth regardless.

Ash Wing, which was nourished by fresh flesh and blood, seemed to wake up for a while. It looked around and finally understood the current situation.

"Hateful creatures of flesh and blood, you have polluted this world, I will turn you all into flames, and let the world be purified in the burning!"

At this time, Ash Wing has completely stood up, its head is almost touching the highest point of the cave, and its feet are standing in the magma as if floating on it, and it seems to be integrated with the magma. After touching the top of the foot, the wishing and others are slightly higher than its feet.

Rhine trembled all over, and seemed to be about to collapse.

After all, when an ancient demon god who should only exist in legends really appeared in front of him, no one could remain calm.

Relatively speaking, wishing and salsa are better.

As the saying goes, the ignorant are fearless. The two of them were only shocked by the Ash Wing. After all, such a big thing was still very visually impactful in front of them.

This Wing of Ashes doesn't seem to care who is its own clansman and who is its enemy. It stretched out its big hand, grabbed a few more winged people, threw them into its mouth lightly, chewed them a few times, and the smelly Blood flowed down its mouth, but quickly turned into black scorched marks on its body. It seemed that the temperature of its body was no lower than that of magma.

During each of its actions, from time to time, magma the size of a washbasin would flow down from it like raindrops and hit the ground, immediately burning a deep pit.

"How can such a big thing be killed?" Wishing shouted at Rhine while avoiding the rain of fire from the sky.

Rhine didn't seem to see the magma rain falling on her at all, and just stood still. Fortunately, she was lucky, and no magma fell on her until now.

Hearing the wishing question, she turned her head mechanically, and said dully: "No...impossible, no one can kill it, according to the legend, there are three..."

"I know, I know!" Wishing was like a little ant in a rainstorm, constantly twisting his body into various strange shapes, just barely avoiding the magma rain that kept falling around him.

"Damn it, these ghosts seem to have identified me." Wishing complained loudly, but he didn't dare to stop at all. He looked at Rhine who was stunned, and his heart moved, and he began to approach her slowly.

"I know you said that heroes from three different races sealed it thousands of years ago, but the question is, how did they do it?"

Sasha hid behind a big rock and spoke out what she hadn't finished making a wish.

Rhine tried hard to recall, and murmured: "The story seems to be very easy, the three heroes join hands, the Ash Wing has no power to parry, and then...then it was sealed."

"Damn it, can't you pay attention to the details when telling a story?"

Making a wish complained loudly, and finally rushed to Rhine's side.

Strange to say, the magma rain that had been chasing him before had actually become much thinner.

Wishing to take a breath, he asked again: "Then what should we do now?"

Before Rhine could speak, Sasha put her hands on her hips and said, "Hey, you are the summoned beast, okay? How would we know what to do!"

"You are the summoned beast, and your whole family is a summoned beast!"

Wishing made a wish as soon as he heard these three words, even if he was a summoned beast, he was about to become a braised summoned beast at this juncture.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that it may be because of the huge difference in body size, the Ash Wing did not take the three of them seriously, and had already eaten three or four Wingman feasts in a row, and the magma flesh on his body became bright When he got up, it was as if several rivers of magma were winding around him and flowing continuously.