Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 377

"Fire...where's the fire?"

Mack stuttered, with a look of disbelief.

The fire on the stone men was not ordinary at all.

Even in the Heaven-Fire killing array, the power of different kinds of heavenly fire varied. Meanwhile, the effect of the force depended on the realm.

Mack had always been confident about the fire. Once, when he had gone out for cultivation, a meteorite fell and made a big hole in the ground. The flame had burned for three days and nights in the pit. During this time, Mack had observed and contemplated the flame.

Mack was lucky because not every practitioner had the opportunity to observe a meteorite's flame. Since then, the fire had become a powerful weapon for him.

However, Mack was unable to use the meteorite's flame at will. Only after the killing array had been arranged, could he transform his life vitality into this powerful flame and release it through the illusion.

While the stone men was an illusion created by Mack, the meteorite's flame was real.

At that moment, Zen stood before him, unscathed and surrounded by a strong aura. 'Why is he safe from the flame of the meteorite? Is he immune to fire?

No, it's impossible! Even the legendary son of fire can't be immune to fire. He can only offset the damage from the flame of a meteorite after his understanding of fire has reached a certain degree, ' Mack thought.

"I can't believe the flame didn't burn you! Stone men of flame, come on! Go!" Mack ordered with gritted teeth. The stone men rushed at Zen from all directions.

When attacked by fire, Zen's body would produce warm currents that would absorb the damage. During this time, Zen would be in a peaceful state. However, Zen noticed that the meteorite's flame had not changed his body much. He looked at the dense golden Sanskrit words on his body and shook his head.

At the very beginning, his body had been refined by Evil Lan's fire, then by the fire of the Earth's core, and the demon's holy fire.

Although the flame of the meteorite was powerful, its purity degree was much lower than that of the fire of the Earth's core and the demon's holy fire. Besides, since Zen's body had reached the middle-grade level of a spiritual weapon, the flame of the meteorite was not powerful enough to refine his body. That was why his body hadn't absorbed this flame.

In other words, Zen's body had refused to absorb the flame of the meteorite, because the level of the flame was too low. Instead of forming a golden whirlpool to absorb the flame, his body had released some golden Sanskrit words to protect him from harm.

With tens of thousands of Sanskrit words attached to his skin, Zen looked like a golden man. Now, he was fearless in the face of the stone men of flame.

A sneer appeared on Zen's face when he saw the stone men coming toward him.

"Break!" Zen shouted.

Then he reached out and punched them.

"Bang! Bang! Bang...:"

In the blink of an eye, Zen crushed a few more stone men of flame.

Now, the remaining stone men of flame had gathered around Zen. With a roar, Mack triggered the explosion of all stone men at the same time.

"Explode! I don't believe you can survive this explosion!"

In the illusion, a red flame roared hundreds of feet into the air.

Fortunately, the explosion had been triggered in an illusion.

According to the rules of the magic array, all the energy would be firmly controlled within the illusion, and not even a touch of energy would escape from it. If the magic array broke and began to leak energy, it meant that the magic array no longer worked.

The soaring flame lasted for a few seconds before it burst into the fire of the meteorite. Then it gradually faded.

Mack took a deep breath. 'I made it! I didn't expect Zen to be so difficult! I had to trigger the flame of the meteorite that I have fostered for so long! If a practitioner at the second-grade of the nature level like Zen is so powerful, then I will be no match for him when he reaches the pinnacle of the nature level!'

In fact, the illusion was Mack's spiritual projection. Now, since he was basking in the joy of success with a calm mind, the illusion was quiet.

However, a short while later, the wind rose, and clouds began to gather in the illusion. Mack couldn't keep calm any longer. Just like his mind, the peace in the illusion had been broken. The nearby ground began to shake, and the cracks on it expanded gradually. These changes reflected Mack's restlessness.

"Although the flame of the meteorite lit up at the same time, he remains unhurt!" Mack murmured, a touch of horror flashing in his eyes.

After blocking the flames of the meteorite, Zen waved his arm, and then the golden Sanskrit words gradually sunk into his body. He strode out of the huge hole in the ground and stared at Mack with a sneer. "Up until now, you have taken the initiative to attack me. Unfortunately, you couldn't hurt me! Now, it's my turn!"

Mack panicked. What scared him was that he didn't know what was going to happen. He couldn't figure out what kind of skill Zen would use and how powerful he was.