Cyril could be sure that the scorching air wave just now was not intentional fire magic casting, but simply overflowing of fire elements - after all, the spell itself is the magic reconstruction of the element, including a certain order, and the fire element just now was too messy.

He even just let out a ball of wind at will and completely isolated it.

But this made Cyril even more worried - don't forget that Alina Vesconte, the girl who can give the magic of ice and fire to her weapons, has the affinity of the fire element.

He quickly walked through the bushes, and as he crossed a bush, the information he received in his ears suddenly doubled. The girl's screams and the sound of breaking through the air like a vine whip appeared in his ears very clearly.

At the same time, he saw an ice-blue vine in front of him-

It expanded unscrupulously on the ground, and the spread vines were almost as big as a room. This amazing body was astonishing as Cyril was - the aquatic demonized plants themselves were small in size, and being able to have such a body size means that their strength was far stronger than other ice crying vines.

Its twisting vines twitched randomly in the air, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air. A petite figure was kneeling on the other side, keeping shouting something in his mouth.

"Caroline!" Cyril recognized at a glance that the person sitting on the ground was Caroline. The latter had the scarlet color of fruit on his body and face. Obviously, the sound of water flowing was used by this group of exaggerated ice crying vines to attract prey.

"Cyril!" Caroline waved to Cyril quickly and pointed at the vine in a hurry, "She, she's inside!"

Cyril rushed forward and carried Caroline to a place farther away from the vine. He noticed that the latter's calves had broken pants, and quickly reached out to touch them gently. However, Caroline took a deep breath and then said anxiously: "It's just that it's injured, no bleeding, go and save Alina! Alina is inside that thing!"

"Alena is inside?"

"She was bitten by this thing!"

Cyril turned around and could vaguely see the red light flashing from the cracks of the vines that were swinging wildly. It was obviously Alina's long sword.

She is fighting in Bing Crying Vine!

The twitching vine was painful because of her attack, so it waved so randomly!

Cyril immediately turned around and rushed towards the vine. He hurriedly glanced at the battle situation - with his current skills, there was indeed no effective way to target such a large-scale monster.

But he immediately raised his sword, and the magic power surged out from the wind element pool. In an instant, thirteen green hammers swung low in the air - they were sucking the wind around them frantically, and they quickly condensed in almost two breaths. Then they avoided the location of Alina's fiery red sword light, almost covering the entire ice crying vine and falling!

The vines were still shaking violently the previous second, and a sound like a whine sound was made as the giant hammer fell. They swung upwards and wanted to smash the giant hammers in the air, but this was useless at all. When the giant hammer touched its vines, it made a "bang" sound and was smashed!

"Dong!"

The sound of thirteen giant hammers falling makes this forest seem trembling, and the wind gushing out when the giant hammers are broken into a noisy wave of air, roaring over this forest that is messed up by the ice crying vine!

The chaotic wind blade slashed on the vines, leaving deep wounds on the roots of the thick vines. The tips of the vines and the thinner vines were directly cut off by the wind blade. It could only swing the vines in vain, and finally let out a whine, and all the upright vines fell down and hit the ground-

It's dead.

Cyril immediately rushed into the calmed vines and happened to see Alina's body falling softly backwards - the vines wrapped around her hands, legs, and waist, but due to the firelight on the sword in her hand, it failed to cause further damage to her.

The fall of Cyril's meteorite hammer surrounding the vines also prevented the wind blade from accidentally hurting his friendly forces and did not hurt Alina.

At this time, the long sword in her hand was still lit with the red light, burning the vines beside her, making a squeaking sound. Cyril walked forward stepping on the shriveled vines with a charred color. Seeing Alina, her eyes were wide open, her little face was icy blue white, and her mouth kept exhaling from her that could only be exhaled in winter.

"Lord... Lord..."

She said softly. Cyril quickly cut off the sticky vine that was still wrapped around her and carried her small body out of the center of the vine.

However, just as he completed this action, the footsteps he had heard before were not far from them, as if only two or three bushes were separated by—

"Hide it, don't make a sound."

Cyril immediately made a decision. He hugged Alina and jumped into the small bush where Caroline was hiding, reached out to call out a small wind of revival, regaining his strength for both. Then he jumped onto a tall tree near the vine corpse, hid his body in the leaves, and looked down below.

Almost as soon as he had hidden, the bushes he had entered the direction were cut open ruthlessly, and then a team of black and blue armored Adelaides appeared on the woodland, and the exclamation of O'Saint Emma dialect sounded:

"Bing Crying Vine, why did Bing Crying Vine die!"

Adelaide, whose armor pattern was more complicated, rushed forward, grabbed the thick vine that fell to the ground and pinched it again and again, walked to the middle of the vine to check carefully, and then spoke for a moment:

"The wind element is the main reason why the Ice Crying Vine dies, but in addition, there are traces of the fire element bursting..."

"This coincides with the two waves of air just now, one after another."

"Sir, Isn't Binghui Teng accidentally injured the elves of any clan?"

A soldier approached and asked the man carefully, who shook his head:

"No, if it were an elves, they would not use fire spells in the forest. This is the instinct of the elves - and the power of this fire element is too weak. Fire mages with a little strength will not use such a shameful magical impact."

There was no emotion in his voice, but he just calmly explained the facts he knew. However, Cyril could almost imagine what the face of a girl in the bushes should be - being commented on her strength was obviously a very shameful thing.

What's more, it's negative remarks.

There was no emotion in his voice, but he just calmly explained the facts he knew. However, Cyril could almost imagine what the face of a girl in the bushes should be - being commented on her strength was obviously a very shameful thing.

What's more, it's negative remarks.
Chapter completed!