CHAPTER 519: CHAPTER 438: I LET YOU PLAY THE GAME, AND YOU DARE TO RUIN MY SHOP?

"How... how is this possible?" Lorfa stared at the unharmed Li Zheng, utterly shocked, "How could you be completely unharmed?"

Throughout the Abyss, the Flame Demons are masters of fire manipulation. Even the Armor-Binding Demon with its high defense and the Cold Mountain Ice Demon adept in ice and water abilities couldn’t remain so unscathed under the attack of the Flame Demon Race.

"It’s just a small spark, what’s impossible about that?" Li Zheng revealed his snow-white teeth and raised the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade, "It’s a turn-based battle, now it’s my turn to strike, are you ready to face it?"

"A small spark?"

The Flame Demon’s eyes squinted for a moment, as if realizing something, and immediately reacted, "You have a Fire-Extinguishing Pearl on you?"

The Fire-Extinguishing Pearl, the red pearl given to Li Zheng by the Enchanting Demon Queen, is an advanced special artifact left behind by a deceased high-tier Flame Demon. It can increase the holder’s affinity with fire and provides immunity from certain tiers of flame damage.

"Yeah... I do have one." Li Zheng shrugged; such an item was nowhere as useful as Extreme Isolation. He had tossed it into the capsule residence and couldn’t even be bothered to take it out.

The Enchanting Demon Queen is truly stingy. Just this one item that can only immunize against extraordinary peak-level flames and partially reduce the power of Star Shining level flames must be returned after the tournament ends.

Below the item’s description, it was highlighted boldly in red italics and underlined: Any attempt to forcibly remove it from the special room will result in the Enchanting Demon Queen personally retrieving it.

This directly dashed Li Zheng’s hopes of swindling the queen.

Upon receiving a definite answer, Lorfa understood and began gathering power again for the next attack.

Countless flames materialized out of nowhere, clearly more potent than "Heaven-Burning Flame," and even the color was blue-white, with no impurities.

This kind of flame reminded Li Zheng of the natural gas on Earth, the flame of which burned in this color when ignited.

"I say, you, oh no... you demon, have no sense of martial honor!" Li Zheng swung the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade, "It’s supposed to be my turn, I haven’t even drawn my card, and you’re attacking again? Even if it’s the Infinite Fireball Technique, shouldn’t you first complete the Space-Time Gate task?"

"Since you’re playing cracked, I won’t hold back either."

Li Zheng slowly raised his left hand, his thumb and middle finger touching as he formed the Flower-picking Finger, a fervent smile appearing on the face hidden under the hood.

All over the arena were flames more advanced than fire attachment, in both scale and temperature, something Li Zheng had never seen in his life.

If only there were an explosion...

"Snap!"

His fingers moved, the middle finger sharply struck the palm of his left hand, producing a crisp sound.

In the next moment, outside the Enchanting Demon Tavern, Ye Kai and the others saw an enormous pillar of fire tearing off the mysterious tavern’s rooftop, the extreme firelight illuminating the entire space.

Lu Li, who had been watching in that direction using his ability, was caught off guard, and the flash of light blinded him temporarily, bringing tears to his eyes.

"Boom~~~!"

The explosion that followed took away the hearing of the four, Liu Jin’s physique somewhat lacking, causing crimson blood to trickle from his ears.

"What the hell is going on? Did Old Li mess up?" Ye Kai instinctively jumped into his mecha, activated it, entered combat mode, and sent Li Zheng a private message.

Boom!

Another explosion echoed, the high-temperature storm caused by the blast followed, forcing the four to retreat further into their shelter and take out items for defense.

Li Zheng was stunned too; he thought that, given the Enchanting Demon Tavern hosts fighting tournaments, their safety measures should be quite comprehensive, right?

Unexpectedly, just an unmaxed diamond-level genetic ability paired with flames conjured by a Star Shining level Flame Demon managed to blow up the whole tavern!

A vast number of demons were sent flying from the fire pillar, the entire space filled with curses in the Abyssal language. Some demons were charred black all over, their outer layers already baked to charcoal. Were it not for the fact that these spectators were of high tier and had stubborn life forces, half the demons present would have died from this alone!

Three silhouettes eventually flew out, heading in three directions, forming a triangular formation. Each used their techniques to begin suppressing the fire pillar.

The Enchanting Demon Queen held a little girl, about eleven or twelve years old, in one hand, and stretched the other hand forward. A pink qi wave, carrying the might of heaven, pressed down from above the fire pillar.

The King of Flame Demons, stronger than Lorfa by half, a red-skinned demon with a head full of fire burning blue mingled with purple, eyes shining, pouring fire from the sockets. Opening his large mouth, he fiercely inhaled, creating a tornado in the fire pillar, which he swallowed, gulping it down into his stomach.

However, even the King of Flame Demons could only absorb a third of the fire pillar, leaving the remaining portion to the other kings.

The King of Destruction, with fair skin, a face resembling that of the Western Country’s ethnicity from Earth, and amidst his silver hair grew two long, slender, sharply curved horns, pointed skyward at an exaggerated angle.

He pulled out a black long spear, charged into the fire pillar with a stern face, both arms dancing, the spear spinning like a windmill, scattering the last remnants of the fire pillar.

Yet, this roaring fire pillar was just the beginning.

The real problem was the bowl-shaped spiral of flames beneath the fire pillar, rotating madly and funneling a tremendous amount of fiery power into the pillar above.

At this moment, nine battered figures burst out from the base of the fire source, the most wretched being the Flying Demon, whose wings were burnt tattered and even the pole-like weapon below its body was scorched to charcoal, essentially in a state of "completely charred, need to cut it off" severity.