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31 - Lava Hell

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Rum's calm face revealed a sinister smile. Yihao exerted force with his left arm, and his body was suspended in the air. Rum lifted his mech and gun, and another piece of muscle on his left arm swelled up.

Yi Hao was thrown into the air with a turn of his body. Rum opened his mouth and curled his left tongue slightly. The dark red beam shot out from his mouth and directly hit Yi Hao who was falling.

"Warning! Warning! I don't have enough energy, I don't have enough energy."

In front of him, under the red warning, the energy displayed in percentage was rapidly decreasing until it reached 10%.

Yihao glided with his mechanical blood wings and landed slowly on the ground while keeping an eye on Rum to see if he was going to do anything.

Rum looked at Yihao with a relaxed expression. He spread his hands and walked steadily.

"Nether King, you are one of the four kings. It is not a waste of your life to die in this 'Lava Hell'!”

Suddenly, the cement ground beneath Yihao's feet cracked open. Two fiery hands grabbed Yihao's feet and pulled them down with all their might.

Anca and Jim, who were standing at the side, were burning with anxiety when they saw this. Almost subconsciously, they quickly equipped themselves and rushed in front of Yihao.

"Young Master!"

Rum's sturdy palm moved down slightly, increasing the strength of his control over the fiery hand. In the blink of an eye, Yihao was dragged underground.

"Ants, do you have a share?”

The flames that grew out of Rum's body leaped in front of Yi Hao and formed a wall of fire that blocked Anca and Jim's advance.

Anca and Jim tried to get closer. Immediately, the wall of fire produced fire men that looked exactly like them. They accelerated in an instant and arrived in front of them. They began to fight each other.

“FUCK! What the hell is this!"

Jim had just used the ion laser to destroy one, but the fire men on the fire wall were endless.

On the other hand, after Yi Hao was dragged into the ground by the fiery hand, the little energy he had left began to decrease again. The soil underground had already been completely turned into lava by the Fist Emperor. With such a tyrannical innate fire power, his blood power was useless.

"Once the energy is exhausted, the absolute defense of the mecha will automatically be removed. At that time, if you fall into the lava, there will definitely be no bones left.”

After thinking for a moment, Yihao pulled out the weapon list. The Silver Dragon Inversed-Scales Spear was still carved on the screen alone. Other than that, nothing else was clear.

"Unknown? What were the attributes of the weapon itself?”

Yihao quivered as he had a plan in mind…

The ground…

Rum looked at Anca and Yihao with contempt. He stepped onto the concrete floor and thought to himself,'Judging by the time, the Nether King should have melted by now.'

"Clang clang clang…"

The few remaining buildings on the roadside trembled violently. Bricks and rubble fell off and smashed into the ground, raising dust.

"Earthquake?"

Rum muttered to himself and didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

"Rumble…"

The cement ground less than three meters away from Rum exploded. From the fiery red lava, a scorching spear slowly rose up.

Rum was controlling the flames around the gun.

"Absorbed?"

Looking at the rising spear, Rum's hair stood on end, and his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.

"Cha..."

A few splashes appeared in the lava. Yi Hao leaped up and held the spear that was wrapped in flames in one hand.

The black armor emitted a mesmerizing metallic luster under the sunlight.

"Young Master!"

Jim and Anca were overjoyed. Seeing that Yihao was out of trouble, they fought even harder with the fire men.

"Rum, it's time to settle our score.”

The spear landed on the ground, and the flames disappeared without a trace.

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