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Chapter 1680 The Confused Fire Demon King

There is no forbidden air barrier in the Land of Fire. Theoretically, any flying creature can fly freely in the sky of the Fire Elemental Realm.

But, it's just a theory.

It is true that there is no forbidden air barrier in the Land of Fire, but the temperature here exceeds the limit that normal people can endure.

During the time that Sarlayan and Ashaman were squatting on the top of the mountain, whenever they took a breath, they would feel the pain in their lungs as if they were being burned by fire. They simply chose to hold their breath.

Ordinary birds simply cannot survive in the Land of Fire, and will be roasted if they stay there for a while.

Even if birds with a certain degree of flame resistance can temporarily withstand the invasion of high temperatures, their wings composed of feathers will quickly spontaneously combust under the influence of the environment.

The dragon form is too eye-catching. Once it flies into the sky, it will immediately attract the attention of all fire elements, which is not conducive to the execution of Sarlayan's beheading plan.

Therefore, Sharlayan chose the firebird that blended in better with the environment...the avatar of Rukhmar.

Coincidentally, there is a unique bird like the firebird in the Land of Fire, but its appearance is different from the Rukhmar from Draenor.

Now that the entire Land of Fire has entered a state of war, the only one who still has time to observe the movements around him is Smodron, who was kicked out of the battle circle by Bell Locke.

However, most of Smodron's attention was focused on his father's fight with the assassin of unknown origin, and he had no time to pay attention to the difference in appearance of the firebird.

Under the influence of many factors, Sarlayan, who had shrunk the size of the Firebird, did not even speed up and landed smoothly on the square in front of Saffron Fortress without any hindrance. This was where Ragnaros and the Fire Lords had been arguing. The place.

The fire demon guards guarding Saffron Fortress stared at the sudden appearance of the firebird in astonishment. In front of them, Sarlayan swaggered back to his human form.

"Hi~ Hello everyone, and then..."

The fire demon guards who finally came to their senses had just pointed their weapons at the intruder, and Sarlayan seemed to teleport and appeared at the gate of the fortress in the next moment.

"Uh-huh!"

Eye-catching sharp cuts appeared on the bodies of more than a dozen fire demon guards at the same time, and pure flames spurted out from the wounds.

"farewell."

As his understanding of the power of time gradually deepens, when facing such miscellaneous soldiers, Sarlayan can easily eliminate the enemy in just a moment.

Of course, the so-called moment here is seen from the enemy's subjective perspective.

Sarlayan accelerated his own relative time and at the same time reduced the enemy's relative speed, which caused him to appear to be teleporting and causing damage to more than a dozen people at the same time.

From Sharlayan's perspective, he actually spent several seconds inflicting wounds on the fire demon guards one by one.

As mentioned before, the intelligent fire demon is one of the races with a high status among the fire elements, but the combat effectiveness of the fire demon is not at the forefront among the many fire elements.

This was not the first time Sharlayan had dealt with the fire demon. When he conquered the Molten Core, he had killed the fire demon lords such as Lucifron, Gichnas, and Shathraal.

These high-level fire demons are not just avatars like Gall and Baron Geddon. They go to the Molten Core as their own bodies to assist Ragnaros in running the Molten Core. All local fire demons obey the orders of the manager Exoto Sri Lanka.

Speaking of Exotics, after this guy switched to Sunderland, he made full use of his advantages in the right environment, and he felt like a fish in water.

In Sarlayan's view, a race like the fire demons whose intelligence is greater than their muscles should not be thrown to the front line as cannon fodder. Sitting at the rear to coordinate management and make suggestions is the most suitable job for them.

But it is a pity that under Ragnaros, the fire demon must also show its value on the battlefield. Sarlayan personally believes that this usage is really a waste of resources.

Ashaman mentioned before that the highest-ranking person in the Flame family is named Shane Knox.

This sturdy one-eyed fire demon is the chief hunter under Ragnaros. He has been patrolling the Land of Fire with several molten hounds for a long time. Once he finds an enemy, he will hunt him mercilessly.

In Sarlayan's view, a fire demon like Shane Nox with powerful combat capabilities is a genetically mutated individual, and it is rare to encounter one in hundreds or even thousands of years.

At this moment, Shannox should be struggling with the other Fire Lords to resist the attack of the Kalimdor coalition. If he can survive this war, Sarlayan will consider giving him a chance to prove himself. He is also a member of the Fire Demon, not just muscles but no intelligence.

After breaking through the blockade of the fire demon guards, Sarlayan thought about a bunch of messy follow-up plans in his mind, but his actions did not pause at all.

After entering the interior of Saffron Fortress, there is only one road left, leading directly to Ragnaros' throne.

Under the reminder of the barrage, while speeding through this narrow and only passage, Sarlayan remained alert to the surrounding lava pools.

Sure enough, just as Sarlayan and Ragnaros looked at each other in astonishment, two huge lava worms suddenly emerged from the lava pool without any warning.

However, after taking precautions in advance, these two lava bugs did not cause any harm to Sarlayan.

When the magma spewed from their mouths fell to the ground, Sarlayan had already flashed to 5 meters away, and struck back with two sword energy without looking back.

"Ha~ The majestic King of Fire Demon still resorts to such small tricks."

Ignoring the two decapitated lava worms, Sarlayan pointed the Varajar sword in his right hand at the gloomy Ragnaros with a half-smile.

"You think you can trick me with such despicable means? You are too naive, Ragnaros.

"You..." Ragnaros said with twinkling eyes: "I remember you. During the battle in Molten Core, you were hiding behind Sunderland!"

"Oh, that's what happened." Sarlayan smiled nonchalantly: "So? You think you have the winning ticket, and I, a little guy, just came here to die for nothing?"

"Let me remind you that the last person who thought this way was your good compatriot Al'Akir. Thanks to you, he has already been buried first."

"Thanks to me...?"

Ragnaros shouted angrily in confusion: "What do you mean by this! What does Al'Akir's defeat have to do with me!"

"You don't know yet?" Sarlayan deliberately put on a surprised expression and said sarcastically: "If you hadn't provided wrong information to Al'Aqir on Sunderland, Wind Rider would have How could you step into a trap with such confidence?"

"I would also like to thank you for your long-distance assist. Thanks to your assistance, Sunderland was able to take over the Sky Wall so smoothly."

"Absurd! This is absolutely not the case!"

Although Ragnaros looked furious and refused to admit it, he actually recalled some details in his heart.

Al'Akir did seem to have asked him something at the beginning, but at that time Ragnaros was worried about Ashaman's elusive assassination, so he only gave Al'A'kir a very perfunctory answer.

If Sharlayan's words are true...

"At this point, it doesn't matter whether you did it intentionally or not."

Sharlayan smiled and said heartbreaking words: "Being a dog to the ancient gods is destined to end badly. Your old friends Al'Akir and Therazane have already taken the first step. Next, it will be your turn." ”

"Be prepared to reunite with them in another world, Ragnaros, the Firelord."

"Arrogant mortal!"

Ragnaros forcibly suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart, raised the Saffron warhammer in his hand and slammed it at Sharlayan.

"I don't care how Al'Akir and Therazane died, I will definitely win in today's battle!"

"oh?"

Ragnaros' full-force attack did not hit the target. The moment he raised his hand, Sarlayan had already activated the flash technique and came behind the Fire Demon King.

"Bah!"

The reassembled artifact sword left a deep wound on Ragnaros' left calf: "Tell me something, I'm curious where your confidence comes from."

"You don't think that I am still the little pawn who could only hide behind Sunderland and watch the show, right?"

"Sir, times have changed!" (End of chapter)

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