Chapter Seventy: Clap Hands and Release Fire

  Guess who I am?

  Looking at the terrifying demon shrouded in the raging sea of flames, and hearing such an ominous question, all the pirates present turned pale as death, fell into utter despair, and didn't even have the courage to escape.

  Is there still a need to guess? Just by seeing that familiar smile, it's easy to come to a conclusion, but the question now is, why did that damned little white face actually become... become... become...

  Damn it, that's the evil flame demon from the depths of the earth, a tribe of demons born with control over fire elements!

  To put it bluntly, even the most ordinary Deep Abyssal Flame Demon has the strength of a Bronze High-Ranking Fire-Attribute Mage, enough to instantly kill any creature on the scene. And considering the Flame Demon's innate mastery of fire elements, even the proud Dead Flame, who takes pride in its fire magic, would be utterly unable to contend with it.

  "No! This can't be! It's absolutely impossible!" In an instant, the stunned and petrified Flame suddenly burst into a sharp cry, his mind completely muddled, and he was utterly unable to comprehend this fact.

  First, it was the extremely rare Lich, followed by the dark and evil Skull Mage, and finally, there was even a gorgeous turn, directly turning into an even more powerful and terrifying Deep Flame Demon... Gods above, who can tell me what kind of ghost thing that damned little white face is?

  "This is, with your intelligence, probably hard to understand." Lin Taiping raised the flame-formed sharp claws and gently stroked his chin, "However, we can talk about other things, such as - do you like it seven-tenths cooked or fully cooked with some black pepper?"

  This joke isn't funny at all. The pirates only felt a chill run down their spines, and even their teeth were chattering. Dead Inflammation's one eye had completely turned into a dead fish eye, and now the only thing he could do was hysterically scream: "Damn it, damn little white face, you can't deceive me, this must be an illusion, absolutely just an illusion!"

  "Are you sure?" Lin Taiping asked with a smile, lightly patting his paws at the same time.

  Applause had just subsided when a crimson red fireball the size of a human head suddenly condensed out of thin air, emitting scorching elemental aura. It floated gently on his left shoulder.

  In an instant, the pirates were utterly despairing and wailing. Even the most foolish magic idiot could sense the surging of the fire element, which was something that no illusion technique could achieve.

  "I don't believe it, I don't believe it." Shi Yan was still unable to accept the fact and let out an even more frantic howl, "A mere fireball technique, something that can be done with even the lowest level of fire-elemental scrolls. How can this prove..."

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  A crisp applause sounded again, as the air waves flashed rapidly, a second scarlet fireball took shape and floated in mid-air on Lin Taiping's right shoulder. It formed an empty correspondence with another fireball on his left shoulder.

  No! The pirates let out a despairing groan once again as they unleashed two fireballs. Moreover, it was an instantaneous release, coupled with exquisite control. This was no longer something that ordinary mages could accomplish; only those born to master the element of fire, the Flame Demons... or perhaps a great mage who had an extremely high level of proficiency in fire magic...

  "That's right, that's exactly how it is." De Yan clutched at the words like a lifeline, even though he didn't believe them himself. "I get it, I get it. That little white face and I are actually...".

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  The applause continued to rise, Lin Taiping stood smiling on the spot, clapping his paws with a strong sense of rhythm, and kept clapping non-stop, as if he was slapping Yan's face, first left then right.

  Each smile brings applause, and each applause will condense a new fireball.

  First, second, third, fourth... tenth, eleventh, twelfth, thirteenth... twentieth, twenty-first, twenty-second, twenty-third... well, who knows how many?

  In an instant, within a radius of ten meters around him, all were crimson blood-red magic fireballs. These terrifying fireballs that burned fiercely, densely packed like a school of sardines, floated gently with the wind, occasionally colliding and rubbing against each other, emitting a hair-raising crackling sound.

  They're all stunned, at this moment, the pirates present are all stunned, their empty brains only have a desperate and crazy idea -

  That guy is not human, that guy is not human, that guy absolutely absolutely absolutely... is not human!

  Poor Dead Flame, he didn't even have the courage to scream, his only eye stared blankly with a pale white glow, from body to soul all were cold as ice. At this moment, he suddenly remembered what that great fire mage said when he first became an apprentice...

  "Listen up, Flame. I don't want to admit it, but in front of the flame demons from the depths of the earth, our mages' proud fire control abilities are basically trash!"

  That's right! It's a piece of trash! A thorough piece of trash!

  At this moment, Shi Yan finally felt that he was going to become a master, as a Bronze High-Rank Fire Element Magician, he could continuously cast three fireballs and barely managed to do it simultaneously, wasn't this enough to be proud of?

  The problem is, take another look at this damn Flame Demon, it can actually cast dozens of fireballs in one breath, all very easily and instantly, and what's even more exaggerated is that these dozens of fireballs are still under its control, when to attack and how to attack, everything is up to it, as simple as eating a midnight snack.

  They've gone mad! At this moment, all the pirates including Dead Flame have lost their minds. They're terrified and throw away their curved knives, retreating in a panic, perhaps the only way to survive now is to escape faster than their companions.

  "Don't worry, I rarely kill people." Lin's gentle and considerate expression was reassuring. As he lightly waved his hand, a bright red fireball revolved around his sharp claws like a pet. "By the way, I have a bit of a compulsive disorder when it comes to choices... do you think I should throw them out one by one or all at once? Hey, hey, hey, I haven't finished speaking yet?"

  Only an idiot would wait for him to finish!

  In an instant, one of the pirates let out a miserable cry, and all of them turned around to flee in panic. Shi Yan went crazy, waving his staff wildly as he cast fire magic directly into the crowd, forcibly opening up a path as he tried to escape first.

  But all this was destined to be in vain, for Lin Taiping had already taken out a coin and made the difficult decision: "Alright, if it's heads up, we'll throw them one by one, but if it's tails up..."

  And then, in the next moment, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, dozens of fiery red fireballs rose into the air like a dense flock of birds, and after a brief pause in mid-air, they turned into a stormy rain that enveloped the entire manor.

  A few seconds later, the whole world was purified!

  Looking at the black smoke billowing from the blazing sea of fire at the entrance of the manor, looking at a large group of pirates crying out in agony as they fell to their deaths, looking at the flames that were spewing blood and engulfing everything, Lin Taiping innocently spread open his hands: "It's not my fault, who made it so that the coin just happened to land on its reverse side? If you want to blame someone, blame your own character for being..."

  What a coincidence, his rant hadn't ended yet when the distant sound of Tulou's angry roar came, and in the black smoke that filled the air, the Minotaur people and Dark Elves charged in with killing intent. At the forefront was Yege with a complex expression, as well as Kristin who was carrying the Magic Crystal Cannon and charging forward fiercely.

  Seeing the thoroughly destroyed manor, and then seeing the terrifying flame demon in the raging sea of fire, Kirsten and the others suddenly changed their faces. Yege suddenly turned pale and exclaimed, pointing to the broken cigar box beside the deep ditch.

  That is... That is... Lin's favorite...

  In an instant, Kristen was uncontrollably dizzy, but she immediately let out a sorrowful and indignant roar to the sky, wielding the heavy magic crystal cannon like a mountain, and fiercely pounced on it with all her might.

  What's going on?

  Lin Taiping didn't react until the magic crystal cannon was already roaring in front of him, and then he suddenly realized and shouted with his hands up: "Wait, it's me!"

  "What?!" Kristin was shocked, and in the emergency, she suddenly let go of her hand, and the magic crystal cannon flew out horizontally. Immediately afterwards, she lost her balance and rushed over with a cry of alarm, staggering and stumbling.

  I love this! Lin Taiping was eagerly looking forward to reverting back to human form and opening his arms wide, ready for a close encounter. However, what made him regretful was that Kristen suddenly slammed on the brakes at the last moment and barely managed to steady herself.

  It was the night song next to him, who was clearly more than ten meters away from Kristen, but somehow seemed to be hit by an invisible force, with a happy face, he jumped up and directly knocked him to the ground.

  But that's not all, this beautiful woman of the Dark Elf tribe actually wrapped herself around him like an octopus, her face against his, her legs entwined with his, her chest pressed tightly against him, her face flushed as she rubbed against him.

  You're kidding, is this okay? A large group of Minotaurs on the side looked at them with wide eyes, while a dozen or so Dark Elves were very excited and skillfully formed a circle, waiting to see how the reversal would proceed.

  What can I say, looking at the fragrant and beautiful woman in his arms, Lin Taiping could only continue to mock from the bottom of his heart under the circumstances where he was struggling in vain.

  "What's with that, sister? If you want to have a child, just say so directly. Do you need to use this method that insults my intelligence?"

  "Huh? You've already figured it out?"

  "Cut the crap, next time you do something like this, at least read that book first, okay?"

  "Which one?"

  "On Actors' Self-Cultivation..."

  "Uh..."

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