From the first killing, Ye Han had never felt fear in battle, and none of the numerous combats had touched the bottom line of Ye Han's strength. No battle had ever brought Ye Han to a desperate situation.
Everyone is the same, under the premise of strength, as long as they have not touched the bottom line, their souls will not feel fear. This is a real powerhouse. As long as they can fight, they will never retreat. Before touching their own bottom line, retreating is an insult to themselves and an admission of their own failure.
Strong ones do not allow such things to happen to themselves. If they admit their own failure, how can they become strong ones?
But this is all based on strength. The bottom line is the existence that cannot be countered even with their strongest skills. Once such an existence emerges, then insisting on fighting is —— stupidity!
But people and zombies are different. Zombies are the existence of all things in the universe, nothing can stop the steps of zombies. Inheriting the subtle air of heaven and earth, gathering the murderous intent and bloody meaning of the world to birth zombies, the pride in their bones, makes them not choose to retreat even when they face their own bottom line.
This may just verify the saying: "Better to die standing than to live kneeling!"
"Wind Ring Lock, Gauze Practice, the breath of wind that blows the earth all year round, turn into a shackled shackle, bind the restless evil Wind Realm Lock!"
Just as Ye Han finally saw Gregory and his people, it seemed that there were many more shackles in the void of space, tightly entangled Ye Han, unable to move.
At this time, Ye Han was really annoyed. Every series has magic that can trap people. It started with the water series, and now it's the wind series. Ye Han's killing was severely hindered.
The "Brahma Zombie Decision" in Ye Han's body runs at a high speed. A powerful ability exudes...
"The fire is the point, the flame is the line, the flame of the three realms constitutes an endless surface, the fearful flame shuttles through the eternal space, the immortal red lotus breaks through the boundary of time, the great emperor existing in the void, ..."
Just as Ye Han wanted to forcibly break the bondage of wind magic, the only eighth-order fire magician among Gregory's people suddenly had a magic core in his hand. Judging from the energy scattered on the magic core, it can be confirmed that the level of the magic core is definitely not low.
Holding a magic wand high in his hand, the red light flowing continuously on the magic core, bit by bit, is injected into the magic wand. As the magician chanted, the red light on the magic wand became more and more prosperous, and the flow rate of the red light on the magic core was also increasing.
As soon as he heard this magic spell, Ye Han's soul suddenly popped up. With a sense of warning, "Forbidden spell!" Ye Han instantly thought of the level of magic that the magician would release. He even accelerated the operation of the "Brahma Zombie Decision" in his body.
The forbidden spell is the ultimate magic that can be used only above the ninth level. This terrifying magic can easily level a small mountain. The power is tremendously huge, and this is also the power that all magicians pursue.
But casting a forbidden spell requires a strong mental power to dominate the energy of space, and requires its own powerful magic power to cause more magic elements in space to resonate. The mere eighth-order magician is not able to use it. But this world has a magic core. The magic core formed by all the energy of a monster's life, as long as it has a magic core above the holy level, the eighth-order magician can still perform under the condition of not considering the consequences.
Excessive overdraft of one's own mental power, after the eighth level is used, the light greatly reduces the strength, and there is no possibility of advancement, and the heavy becomes an idiot directly.
So before reaching the holy level, the eighth and ninth level magicians will not use it easily, unless they reach a life-and-death juncture, betting on luck.
As long as you can not be disturbed during the casting process, generally it is just a big loss of strength, and there will be no idiot situation. Therefore, in order for the fire magician to perform smoothly, this is why Ye Han is in this situation now.
"Hmm! It really costs a lot of money, even the future of an eighth-order magician is used to exchange for my capture." Ye Han said quietly. Ye Han finally understood the value of a magician in battle.
Not only can they cast powerful magic, but they can also release such powerful binding magic. In the battle of masters, a pause can often determine life and death.
With the chanting of the eighth-order fire magician, a large amount of fire elemental magic crazily gathered above her head, the surrounding temperature kept rising, and Ye Han felt like he was in a huge furnace, a sense of heat slowly emerged from his body, bringing with it a trace of violent breath.
Ye Han was suddenly shocked. The forbidden spell released by a mere eighth-order fire magician had greatly reduced its power, and just like this, it caused a reaction in his body. If a holy level fire magician were to release it, wouldn't he be unable to resist the temperature of the magic?
"With my name, I ask you to practice the oath of legend, to create the first of the broken, to return to the end of chaos..."
As the magician's chant neared its end, the holy level magic core in his hand emitted a dazzling light, and the fire elements gathering in the air grew more and more massive.
"Fire Forbidden Spell - Twilight of Doomsday!"
As soon as the magician's voice fell, a blue flame appeared at the tip of the magic wand in his hand, continuously flickering, and finally rushing towards the fire elements gathered in the air.
"Boom... Boom..."
A huge sound kept ringing from the air. A dozen fire dragons, each as thick as a barrel, kept circling in the air. The fire elements in the air slowly condensed the moment the blue flame entered, eventually forming a scorching fireball, like a second sun. A dozen fire dragons circled around it like they were playing with pearls...
The dozen or so fire dragons, as if guided, rushed towards the ground. The forbidden spell enveloped a hundred feet around, and all was desolate. Burnt yellow soil gave off faint smoke.
Ye Han's body also started to corrode, emitting white smoke. The fire dragons were just the prelude to the forbidden spell...
"I can't go on like this, or I will die under this magic." Ye Han seemed to make a decision, looking up at the sky.
With a roar, two white fangs were suddenly revealed. Ye Han was not caring too much at this moment, completely releasing his soul power, and the "Brahma Zombie Decision" in his body was running urgently. The blood-colored crystal that had merged into his body was emanating a bloody glow.
"Space Displacement" Ye Han shouted, finally showing his talent - space - to the world for the first time.
He saw that the space around Ye Han's body began to distort, and the range became larger and larger. As the range of space distortion continued to increase, Ye Han's sweat appeared on his head under the scorching temperature that even the trees were instantly scorched.
The complete release of the soul power made Ye Han's face paler and paler. Ye Han had only understood this move for a few months, and everything was just rehearsed in his mind. He didn't expect that the actual release required more soul power than he had anticipated.
"Ah..." Ye Han roared again, the distorted space instantly expanded to a range comparable to a forbidden spell, which was Ye Han's limit.
A powerful suction force seeped out from the distorted space, and the scorching temperature and violent energy generated by the forbidden spell were all absorbed.
The ground churned, causing the burnt yellow ground to appear hundreds of feet long cracks. Gregory and his men felt an instant crisis and quickly retreated with eight unconscious eighth-order magicians.
"What is this..." The ninth-order magician had an incredibly strong mental power, so he naturally felt the distortion of space. He looked at Ye Han, who was howling at the sky, with a face full of fear.
A hint of despair flashed in his eyes. Looking at the fireball in the sky, the ninth-order magician had now placed all his hope on it.
"I can't lose, I absolutely can't lose" Ye Han, who had overdrawn his soul power, felt that the power of the forbidden spell began to suppress his spatial talent. Once suppressed, the result would be death.
Suddenly, a strong spatial force flowed into Ye Han's body through the red crystal inside him, spreading to the outside of his body. This made the degree of space distortion increase once again.
"Space Displacement" Ye Han shouted again, and the mountains thousands of feet away in front of him seemed to overlap with the space he was in. At this moment, Ye Han suddenly gave up suppressing the forbidden spell.
The space reversed, and the forbidden spell suddenly disappeared. It was as if nothing had happened, if not for the burnt yellow soil and the hundred-foot-long cracks in front of him. Everyone felt as if the appearance of the forbidden spell was like a dream.
Just as Gregory and the others were stunned, a booming sound that broke the sky from the mountains thousands of feet away interrupted their stunned thoughts.
Looking at the pillar of fire that rushed into the sky, the energy impact that seemed to tear space, the earth was in turmoil. The roar of magical beasts, the screams before death deeply shocked Gregory and the others.
"That's the forbidden spell, the Twilight of Doomsday. How could it explode thousands of feet away?" Gregory, whose brain was short-circuited, said blankly. His face was pale.
But no one answered him, three eighth-order swordsmen and that ninth-order swordsman looked at Ye Han, whose face was extremely pale, with fear.
"Space Magician" The few of them said this sentence in unison.
"You can push me to this point, it's really beyond my imagination." Ye Han, with a pale face, looked at everyone, his eyes exposed a cold light.