Steel steam and flame

The blazing white light dissipated after a few seconds, turning into a huge gray-white mushroom cloud, standing under the huge hole. All the frozen gas prisms in the sky were broken into pieces by the impact of the uranium-gold bomb and the explosion of the red star on the land, and then evaporated and annihilated in the hot impact heat flow.

Large amounts of milky white steam formed a roaring tsunami, but under the influence of residual freezing energy, it turned into ice crystal powder and fell down after only a few dozen meters.

"I shouldn't stare at it." Monikoloa in the sky was moving. The frozen prism above the deep blue field hole was still maintained, and the red star light from the starry sky continued to fall normally, so he could continue to hide his tracks.

He didn't expect Cassia to answer, because it wasn't over yet, and he also needed to continue cooperating until this attack was completely over. The vine-like trees on his body burned again, and the fragments of the ancient historical world tree in his body did not go out. The energy for the next orange breath had been accumulated.

At the same time, the polar sea vortex was recovering. Several giant whales that had been guiding the freezing energy to cooperate with the attack had already dived into the ocean current and began to evacuate. Their mission had been completed, and they no longer had to worry about what happened next.

A large amount of frozen energy was pouring in from the Endless Sea, replenishing the excessive consumption just now. The temporary lack of energy suppression and countermeasures caused the entire Polar Sea Vortex to change immediately.

First, the frozen sea surface, which had many cracks due to the explosion, melted piece by piece, and was mottled all over the area of ​​the storm tornado. The high temperature energy under the sea surface took the upper hand at this time, and a large amount of steam rushed out of the sea surface, forming a steam fountain. But compared with the incomparably huge gray-white mushroom cloud, they were not even as good as weeds.

Without the suppression of freezing energy, the red star on land has exploded. The purification of dense pollution cannot keep up with the speed of the pollution outflow. With the help of steam fountains created by high-temperature energy, they have now reached the sea surface on a large scale.

On the translucent or pale ice surface, gray-black spots of pollution appeared. In dense areas, white flowers as big as an adult's head bloomed.

But as soon as they appeared, the light of the red stars in the sky was scattered, burning them without reason, leaving no ash. It was just that when the pollution burned, it accelerated the melting of the ice surface.

"The Third General wants to do this?" Lavia couldn't help but speak as she watched the pollution in the distance being burned and the ice melted by dozens of centimeters.

Stent shook his head, still holding tightly one-third of the trident in his hand: "The mission is not over yet!" He reminded, and Lavia nodded to show that she knew. However, due to the fact that the explosion center where the successive popes were located was filled with plundering energy from just now to now, especially the coexistence of uranium-gold radiation and the land red star ability, the spiritual perception could not detect any situation at all.

"Shall we go too?" Lavia suddenly asked, releasing her hand that was holding the trident. The two main attackers on the other side had already rushed towards the positions of the successive popes.

Her body movements preceded her answer. As Stant's afterimage disappeared, Lavia followed Stant with the voice of "Let's go and take a look. Maybe we can pick up a skeleton."

The interference at the center of the explosion was weakening, and Stant and Lavia, who were on the way, could not help but slow down and be ready to attack at any time. While thinking this, an orange breath had already descended from the sky, and the light temporarily overshadowed the fluorescent green aurora of uranium-gold energy.

The orange breath passed through the huge mushroom cloud diagonally downward, even cutting it off at the waist, and the ashes, water vapor, etc. were evaporated again. Before the two of them could clearly understand the situation, at the center of the explosion, chaotic mental perception mixed with different energy auras burst out at the same time.

Lavia looked to the side as invisible waves reappeared and bombarded away.

"Are we the only ones who can't see the current situation on the battlefield clearly?" she asked Stant, raising this question that suddenly popped up in her mind.

Stent had no intention of comforting her at all. With a serious face, he had to think about what Lavia said and gave a helpless answer: "It seems so. At this moment, we should be the members of the bottom level in the Polar Sea Vortex."

There was no time to be sad about this. The interference at the center of the explosion finally weakened by one level at this moment. The two were able to see a huge ice pit that had sunk deep into the ground. The popes of all generations were covered with black mold-like pollution, and they seemed to be recovering. But they all had orange bacterium-like ablation spots on their bodies, which were ablating the pollution. With the help of the popes' power, the pollution had already gained the upper hand.

They all stood where they were, and the newly condensed defense barrier barely blocked the incoming orange breath, but most of it was also "melted".

Then, invisible waves came, and the white whale's freezing energy cleared all the pollution and turned them all into ice sculptures.

But they were not panicked by this. It seemed that after withstanding the explosion of the uranium-gold bomb and the red star on land, they had nothing to fear.

The speed of breaking the freeze is obviously slower than the first time, but the defense barrier has been formed again.

"It's our turn!" Stent suddenly spoke, and the trident burst into electric current-like light, and Lavia immediately followed. But as soon as the second arrow-like light rushed out, the defense barrier of the popes of all generations was silently shattered.

In everyone's spiritual perception, an ordinary, dull arrow finally traveled this not-so-long distance and arrived in front of the popes of all generations. It chose the nearest pope as its target and hit him directly in the head.

"、、、、、" Lavia recognized the arrow subconsciously. When she looked at Stant and was about to say "That's the real arrow", she suddenly discovered that there was no time difference change in the environmental background where Stant was.

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"Spiritual world!" They both shouted at the same time, and a frozen sea of ​​ice turned into a burning scorched earth. When they sensed something, they looked behind them. Under a fiery red sky, the huge trunk of the Ancient History World Tree was covered with bright red mold-like substances, and large tongues of fire were spewing into the air.

"Failed?"

"Successful." Stant answered immediately, pointing to the distance ahead. Under the bright red firelight, the appearance of the popes of all generations in the spiritual world were completely strange human figures made of mud. One of the popes had cracks all over his body, and white light was coming out of the cracks, which was very eye-catching.

There was a thumb-sized hole in the pope's head, and a beam of white light shone out from it, even illuminating a small area of ​​the fiery red sky. The cracks all over his body expanded at this moment, peeling off all the mud on his body layer by layer, revealing his original human appearance.

His face was distorted, but what he was enduring was not pain but the inability to accept that he was heading towards death.