Chapter 66 Breaking the Declaration

dark Fire?

Hearing the name of this thing, Gerald turned his head and ran without any hesitation or hesitation.

How powerful they are, Gerald himself knows all too well...

Because these black fires were sold by Gerald to Viscount Barr.

Unexpectedly, the door was opened from the inside. A thin young man with a black fire bucket in his right hand and a lit torch in his left hand wanted to rush out with a bewildered look on his face.

He had absolutely no idea how the other party realized the problem.

Considering Gerald's ability to control his mind, the wandering child made a special circle around his vision. In order to avoid being noticed by anyone in the Viscount Mansion, it took more than half an hour to carefully circle back to the door.

But he was found anyway!

"Wait, don't run—"

But the child had just opened the door.

The mind-controlled guard did not hesitate to aim at the black fire barrel in the child's hand and shoot it out!

The high-speed rotating lead bullet hit the wooden barrel full of black fire without any suspense within a distance of less than ten meters!

boom----! !

The air is agitated.

The stinking heat roared, and a huge fire group burst out, engulfing the child and the shooting guards at the same time!

But this is just the beginning.

At the moment when the flames exploded, the temperature in the air began to rise abnormally.

Immediately afterwards, the black fire barrels buried nearby were also ignited.

The fire exploded like a fountain!

The viscous dark brown flames spewed out, burst in the air and shattered into countless tiny droplets, which adhered to the building and continued to burn.

The flames with terrifying black smoke surged from all directions, completely igniting the Viscount Mansion in an instant!

The explosion followed the explosion, and the fire ignited new fire, condensing into an extremely dense line of fire—if you look down from directly above, you can clearly see two fast-spreading fire snakes spreading out, spreading the entire fire. The courtyard is included in it.

"……Ah."

Gerald looked at the black fire that ignited in front of his eyes and covered the last passage, and stopped with some regret.

Still five seconds too late.

If that person did not open the door in such a hurry, but was killed inside the door five seconds later, then the time was just right.

He was just able to escape safely.

Instead of being trapped in such a narrow space, he entered a wide street...into a home environment where he could use force at will and control people's hearts on a large scale.

The trick that Gerald couldn't even see his face, although seemingly useless, bought time with his own life.

"Salvatore, you are plotting against me!"

Standing in the fire, he shouted fearlessly: "And you—

"You fake, fake! Come out all of you!"

Only Gerald knew that this batch of black fire was actually a defective product.

It is not the transformed creation of the well-known great wizard Benjamin, but just a nominal product... that is, the one that reads "Maker: Benjamin", but it is actually a defective product that his apprentices are responsible for OEM.

However, for some special reason, its value is higher than the real one.

Black fire is a very unstable and dangerous transformational creation - not only high temperature, but violent impact or vibration may cause an explosion. It is usually used for siege, defense, or to stop the enemy's cavalry from charging.

Therefore, sensitivity to black fire is very important.

It would be better if the cavalry corps passed by, and the shallowly buried black fire could explode due to violent vibration.

But because of the shackles of its maker, Salvatore, this batch of black fires is very dull. Not only was it impossible to detonate when the cavalry passed by, but even smashed it hard with a hammer,

It doesn't have to be fried.

It was very incompetent as a dangerous explosive, but instead became a potent viscous incendiary.

Not only Benjamin... Even Salvatore himself does not think that these defective and failed products can have any value.

On the contrary, Gerald was keenly aware of their value, and specially purchased his batch of "defective products" anonymously through internal channels. Then wait for the moment and sell them to the Viscount.

--yes.

That was Gerald's purpose.

Even Viscount Ba didn't realize how he was being used by Gerald.

[Under the premise of not participating in the whole process, witness the "creator" being naturally murdered by "own work"]

This is the highest sacrificial ceremony among all the rituals related to the skeleton.

As long as this ceremony is completed, Gerald can officially advance to gold.

……What a pity.

"Just a little."

Gerald sighed, "Just the last two days..."

I don't know where the guy pretending to be Don Juan Geraint jumped out.

If it wasn't for his intervention, and even if he was only two days late at the frozen water port, Gerald would have successfully advanced now.

He vaguely realized that this fake might become his biggest enemy in the future...

"Are you thinking, 'This fake could be my worst enemy'?"

Annan's dull voice sounded from outside the flame curtain:

"But do you think you will have a future?"

——The next moment, the hot ground cooled down rapidly, cracking traces, and the frost-white traces slowly condensed and spread.

The wall of fire slowly lowered its height and was crushed to the ground.

... an incapacitated wizard?

This is in line with Don Juan Geraint...

Gerald stepped back cautiously. Exit until the frost white traces cover the area.

After a few seconds, the flames were pushed down a narrow gap.

Annan and Salvatore walked in.

I saw that Annan's skin became extremely pale and bloodless, and his eyes lit up with a never-ending azure blue brilliance. A large amount of white frost spewed out from his skin all the time, and the whole person seemed to be condensed from transparent ice.

And these white mists quickly settled down, clinging to the ground, slowly oscillating and spreading outward.

This is... Frost Nova?

Gerald lowered his head without hesitation. He chose not to meet Annan's eyes and kept retreating.

The flames were steaming behind him, and the ice in front of him did not melt.

The courtyard, which originally looked wide, turned into a colosseum with a circle of fire, but it turned out to be so narrow.

The players were all guarded outside - guarding the only gap with sharp blades, but no one came in rashly.

This is an order from Annan.

And Annan just looked at Gerald calmly: "Should you...

"Announcing an attack?"

As Salvatore said, Gerald has a pretty deadly, but if not clear, very powerful spell—

Its name is [Destruction Declaration]:

[Before launching an attack on others, a warning must be issued three to ten seconds in advance, and the target of the attack must be revealed; at the same time, the closer to ten seconds the power will gradually increase. If the attack is launched within three seconds, the attack will return to itself; if the attack is launched within three seconds, the power is considered to be twice the normal value; if the attack is launched within ten seconds, the power is considered to be tripled at most; if Attacks after ten seconds are considered undeclared]

Gerald didn't warn himself.

So he is now in an unattackable position!

Annan raised his right hand and recited in a low voice:

"The element of frost—

"Frost is the wheel, David Gerald is the road!"