C183

Pratz, the president of Barovacs Academy, a Saint realm expert, and a fire mage. This series of titles had given him unparalleled glory, and in the Roland Empire, he had already become a legend.

The most interesting thing was that when Platz was young, he had killed two adult scorpion lions with his own strength, and not long after he had entered the Saint realm, he had met and fought with the scorpion lions during his adventures. He had fought with the scorpion lions for three days and three nights, and had exhausted all his magic power.

"Platz. Saint-level expert Platz … "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…" … " He … He's here! " Diallo, like the others, stared blankly at the sky. The sky above him did not emit the tyrannical might of a Saint realm expert, and this already made him feel immense pressure. Cold sweat trickled down from his forehead and slowly rolled down to his chin.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, just by standing there, Platz had already intimidated everyone.

The crying Cardina, the frightened Angel, and Ron, who was lying there in an unhuman shape, had seen this as soon as Platz had arrived.

These were all his most outstanding students, the future of humanity. Amongst them, there was also the genius Necromancer Ron, the number one genius in the academy's Ranking Tournament. He was only sixteen years old this year.

A wave of heartache hit him, causing his expression to slowly darken. He thought that Sophon had not listened to his orders and had returned to the academy to do things. But now, what he saw was the Holy Church.

What would come would come!

"Pfft. Lord Platz... " "Diallo's throat gurgled a few times, and his words carried a hint of hoarseness." You. "You came …"

He walked up to Diallo and said lightly, "What do you want to say?" Diallo looked up at him, his eyes closed.

Feeling the increasing pressure, Diallo forced out a smile, "Lord Platz, this is a misunderstanding. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, our Holy Church will take responsibility for it …"

Diallo means that you didn't allow us to kill Ron. Now that Ron is dead, there's no point in keeping a corpse.

"Take responsibility for this. Very good …." Diallo hadn't finished speaking when a trace of anger appeared in Pratz's eyes. From within his white magic robe, he raised his bony hand, and a powerful force emanated from his body.

Diallo's body suddenly lightened, and the wind whistled in his ears. By the time he realized what was happening, he had already fallen heavily to the ground.

Diallo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Lord Platz, now that the situation has come to this, it would not be good for you to go against our Holy See. "How about …"

Before Diallo could finish his words, Platz snorted coldly. At this moment, large amounts of flames suddenly burst out from Diallo's body, and the fire elemental hidden within Platz's body suddenly ignited.

"Fire …" "Fire …" Diallo screamed in fear and rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on his body. Although he was a great swordmaster of the fire element, he had no way of resisting the power of Platz's flames.

"Lord Diallo!" The group of people Diallo had brought with him rushed forward, intending to save Diallo from the flames.

But at this time, Pratz made his move. He didn't take out his weapon, he only made a grasping motion with his hands, and the fire element quickly gathered in his palms.

"Nine-headed Sea Snake!"

The fire element in his hand suddenly expanded, and his strength suddenly increased a hundredfold or a thousandfold. The blazing flames spread in all directions like an overflowing sea.

In the blink of an eye, snake-like creatures drilled out from the sea of fire. These creatures were made up of fire elements, and their bodies were covered in blazing flames. Their scarlet eyes opened as if they were staring at prey.

"This... "This is a domain …" Mojias was stunned. According to the legends, when one cultivated the power of the elements to the peak, a domain would appear. And this was the Fire Domain of Platz. "Nine-headed Sea Snake" was the name of this domain.

This was the same as Montelo's' Ice-Sealing Thousand Mile '. It was all domain energy.

At this moment, Platz was infuriated. He had used the power of his domain from the very beginning.

The so-called Saint-level experts referred to those who had reached the pinnacle of elemental energy, and had gained insight into the power of their domains.

"Run!" A hint of unease flashed in Diallo's eyes, but it was already too late to run.

The nine fire serpents opened their mouths and spat out large fireballs. They were like raindrops pouring down toward the Holy Church.

"Boom …" Boom … "Boom …"

One after another, large fireballs exploded in the midst of the group, each of them shooting out from the mouths of the nine terrifying fire serpents like cannons. In an instant, dozens of huge fireballs with extremely powerful destructive power attacked them.

Cardina and Angel's hearts trembled. At this very moment, they had finally witnessed the true strength of a Saint realm expert. It was a type of power that was strong, a type of pressure that no one would be able to fight back against under the bombardment of such powerful magic.

"Die!"

With a flick of his finger, a pillar of fire shot out and landed on a soldier of the Holy Church. A large amount of fire erupted from the soldier's body, and he was burnt to ashes before he could even let out a wail.

The place where Platz had battled with the Holy Church had already turned into a world of fire.

With a grave expression, Pratz said, "Nine-headed Sea Serpent plus high-level fire magic, it's a one-sided massacre for those who have a low-level job."

He just stood there without moving. He didn't use any weapons to amplify the magic's attack power. With his two empty hands, spells were released from his hands one after another. One by one, the soldiers of the Holy Church were burnt to ashes.

"No …" "No …." Diallo trembled. He watched helplessly as the Holy Church's soldiers were killed one by one without even leaving behind a corpse. Under the attack of a Saint realm expert, they had no way to resist at all.

Now, it was the Holy Church's turn to despair. Let alone resisting, they couldn't even escape.

Although these people all belonged to the Holy Church, the Holy Church was divided into many factions. He belonged to one of Wharton's factions, and these people were all capable men. If all of them died, then he wouldn't have much of a place in the Holy Church.

Even if the Holy Church was ten times stronger, it had nothing to do with him.

"Pfft. Lord Platz, please calm your anger. If you have something to say, we'll talk about it later... " At this moment, Diallo's anger was completely gone. He said this anxiously, but this time, he was in great fear, as if he couldn't say anything other than begging for forgiveness.

Unfortunately, Platz didn't give him the chance. The Nine-headed Sea Snake carried a scorching heat wave as it devoured one Holy Church soldier after another. In the blink of an eye, more than half of Diallo's people had died.

"Lord Diallo, don't be so naive. He won't let us go. Let's flee!"

Ma QiDun knew that they had already provoked the wrath of the Saint realm expert, Pratz. These people who did not have any scruples would not pity their lives.

Diallo, scared out of his wits, was dragged away by Mojias like a stray dog.

"Lord, don't abandon us …" The Holy Church's soldiers let out howls of grief from the bottom of their hearts. They were aware of the existence of death but didn't have the intention of abandoning the pawn.

Unfortunately, Diallo and Mojias acted as if they hadn't heard him and sped up their flight. One of them was a great swordmaster while the other was a great swordsman. Both of them had the ability to fly, and in the blink of an eye, they were already far away.

Platz's figure paused, his sharp gaze sweeping over it, coldly snorting, "Want to escape?"

An extremely terrifying aura instantly locked onto the two of them. Diallo's body felt as if it had fallen into an icehouse, and he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

"Fiery Azure Dragon!"

With a clench of his hands, a massive fire dragon immediately took shape in his hands. The fire dragon continuously writhed in his hands, roaring as if it were about to break free of his control.

"Go!"

With a release of his hand, the fire dragon statue seemed to be freed from its bindings. With a furious roar, it pierced straight into the clouds.

"No …" "Not good!" Diallo's heart was filled with despair. Such a terrifying Saint realm forbidden spell wasn't something that he could withstand with his current strength. He desperately propped up his Flaming Armor, but only managed to inflict a small amount of damage.

"Boom …"

It was as if there was an extra sun. Flames swirled in the sky and continuously spread in a circle. Heat waves descended from the sky, and not a single blade of grass grew.

The terrifying wave of fire brought about by the gigantic dragon stopped after reaching a few hundred meters.

His hair was charred, and his clothes were badly damaged, revealing the charred armor underneath. Diallo clutched at his chest, blood seeping out of the corners of his mouth uncontrollably, and the blow by Platz just now had almost destroyed his life, while Mojias was only half alive, no, to be exact, half human. One of his legs was empty, showing that he had lost it in the explosion.

A casual strike from a Saint realm expert was this terrifying?

"Dean Platz!" When Cardina and Angel, who was on the ground, saw this scene, their hearts couldn't help but tremble. At this very moment, they had just witnessed the terrifying destructive power of a Saint realm expert.

Angel finally understood why the royal family of the Roland Empire would respect and fear Saint Rulers, including Pratz. Such a tyrannical, unstoppable power that could destroy the heavens and the earth, once viewed as an enemy, would become the nightmare of all countries.

She couldn't help but secretly rejoice in her heart. Fortunately, Master Sophon had left the academy, otherwise this great Magister would have died here.

On the ground, the soldiers of the Holy Church who were unable to fly were all swallowed up by the Nine-headed Sea Snakes. The nine-headed Fire Monster was like a giant beast that would never be satisfied with anything.

It didn't take long before all the soldiers of Holy Church were devoured.

Although Diallo was heavily injured, he was still fleeing for his life. At this moment, Platz had already closed in on both Diallo and Mojias.

"Di …" Lord Diarro … " Mochias almost despaired, stammering, "I... We can't escape anymore! "

Diallo's face darkened and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He grabbed Mochias and suddenly pushed him forward.

Mojias' face was filled with shock. "Lord Diallo …" "You …"

Mochias would never have thought that he was loyal to Diallo, that at the last moment he would be betrayed by Diallo and used as a shield.

In his extreme horror, Mochias watched himself burn to ashes by the furious Platz. Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.