The remaining people that hadn't managed to rush out of the encirclement were either killed by the impact of the meteors or torn to shreds by the Raging Flame Beastmen behind them.
Thorne was holding his greatsword's hilt with one hand and stabbing it into the ground to support his tottering body. Despair could be seen on his face.
The few remaining people didn't try to escape, because there was no chance.
They were facing several hundred Raging Flame Beastman Warriors, over a hundred Raging Flame Beastman Warlocks, and even an 8th Rank Archmage like Hoppet!
'There's no chance, I can't send the news back. Disaster, this is a disaster …'
Thorne had an unresigned and despairing expression. His arms were shaking, but he still wanted to raise his greatsword and fight. The glory and hope of the Merlin Family couldn't be ruined like this.
At this time, Hoppet floated down from the peak of the mountain.
"Stop."
Hoppet stopped the final attack of the Raging Flame Beastmen and looked at Thorne with a mocking expression.
"Sir Thorne, your bravery can compare to the most valiant warriors of our Raging Flame Beastmen. Unfortunately, you are a fool, a fool who was used and sold out."
Hoppet laughed with a mocking expression.
"You humans are really too stupid. This gave us the best opportunity. The allies of your Merlin Family, the Watson Family and the Black Tower, already sold you out.
"Don't tell me you still don't understand? This is a trap, a trap targeted at your Merlin Family. I already reached an agreement with the Watson Family and the Black Tower to lure you into this trap, kill you, and kill all the elites of your Merlin Family. When the time comes, I can directly seize the forts controlled by your Merlin Family.
"The Watson Family and the Black Tower can also easily seize the territories controlled by your Merlin Family. Look at how easy it is to divide and conquer your Merlin Family."
Hoppet's words were like a bolt of lightning striking Thorne's heart, and he almost fell to the ground.
"What!?"
Thorne was shocked and resentful, his shoulders shaking. He hadn't expected that the Watson Family and the Black Tower would actually betray them!
They had actually reached an agreement with the Fireblade tribe. Unfortunately, there was no way for them to send back any information. The Merlin Family was in danger …
Thorne's face was filled with despair, and his eyes were filled with defeat. He could imagine that it wouldn't just be the Raging Flame Beastmen, but also the Watson Family and the Black Tower. These two greedy and malicious vampires would ruthlessly pounce on the fort controlled by the Merlin Family.
The Merlin Family that was focused on the Raging Flame Beastmen might be unguarded and devoured by the Watson Family and the Black Tower. All the children of the Merlin Family in the Raging Flame Plane would be killed.
The family's hard work, which had lasted for decades and centuries, would completely disappear.
It could even be imagined that the Watson Family and the Black Tower would put the blame on the Raging Flame Beastmen. After losing control of the Raging Flame Plane, the Family simply wouldn't know that this was a scheme of the Watson Family and the Black Tower!
Despair, bone-chilling despair, was like a poison that corroded Thorne's body and mind. His last trace of resolution was about to collapse.
As for the few remaining members of the Merlin Family on the side, they were already paralyzed on the ground in despair. There was also a seriously injured mage who died without being able to catch his breath.
Hoppet floated in the air and sneered as he looked at the despairing Thorne before proudly laughing.
"You bunch of stupid humans, you can't even compare to the ugliest maggot! Truly a bunch of idiots. Rest assured, Sir Thorne, as a brave warrior, I'll personally kill you. Do you see the Teleportation Array behind me?
"I've already set it up. As long as I activate the Teleportation Array, the elites of the other four northern Great Tribes will all teleport here. At that time, whether it's the Watson Family or the Black Tower, they will all be killed! Destroyed!
"Your Merlin Family will also be destroyed by us!"
Thorne's body swayed and he almost fell down. The despair on his face became even more intense, and a deathly stillness could be seen in his eyes.
'It's over, it's completely over …'
'The Watson Family and the Black Tower, those idiots … What did they do? Not only did they ruin the foundation of the Merlin Family, but they also made the Raging Flame Beastmen launch an unprecedented counterattack.
'No good, even if I die, I can't let Hoppet's scheme succeed. If I kill him and destroy the Teleportation Array, there will still be room for negotiation, there will still be a chance!'
As he thought of this, Thorne's eyes were filled with the will to die, and he didn't plan on living.
Powerful Aura started spreading from Thorne's body, and a glaring light wrapped around him. The Aura turned into transparent flames that ignited Thorne's body. At this moment, an unprecedented power appeared on Thorne's body, but his complexion became even paler.
This was the final trump card of a Sword Saint. Igniting one's own Aura, igniting one's life, and finally igniting one's soul. Everything would be ignited to display the most powerful power of one's life.
But there was a terrifying aftereffect. Not only would they die after the combustion, they wouldn't even have the chance to become an Undead. They would thoroughly disappear from this world.
Those that could become Sword Saints were well-known figures, and almost no one would do this even if they died.
There were many ways to resurrect people, and after becoming a Sword Saint, there was a chance to resurrect after dying. Even if their soul was preserved, they would still have the opportunity to start over. No one was willing to give up all hope.
But at this moment, Thorne ignited his Aura and vitality like an arrow, crazily rushing towards Hoppet. Even his Aura was frantically fluctuating.
Hoppet's expression slightly changed. He immediately noticed that Thorne was igniting everything and was preparing to self-detonate!
A 5th Rank Sword Saint igniting everything to self-detonate could definitely seriously injure an 8th Rank Archmage!
At this time, a clap of thunder echoed in the sky.
"Rumble …"
A loud sound echoed, as if a curtain had been pulled open, and a terrifying change appeared in the sky.
A pitch-black crack appeared in the sky, and then, as if it was forcibly torn open by a terrifying giant, a spatial crack over a kilometer long appeared.
Berserk elements floated in the surroundings of the spatial crack and transformed into a terrifying elemental storm. Bolts of lightning were raging like snakes dancing in the sky.
In an instant, huge black clouds spread over several kilometers in the surroundings of the spatial crack. The black clouds transformed into a huge vortex, and the spatial crack looked like a huge eye slowly opening.
Gales suddenly rose up, and everything within ten kilometers was affected. The terrifying elemental storm and vortex attracted everything within ten kilometers.
Pitch-black tornadoes formed on the ground, and they looked like pitch-black dragons rising to the sky before converging on the huge vortex in the sky.
Glaring lightning crazily churned within the vortex, and many lightning bolts and berserk elemental storms followed the tornadoes and attacked the ground.
A thousand-meter-long glaring lightning bolt instantly struck a small hill, and the several-dozen-meter-tall hill disappeared with a loud sound.
The berserk elemental storm spurted out of the spatial crack and stirred the black clouds. It was as if a powerful powerhouse was casting a spell in the sky.
Below, Hoppet's expression changed. This kind of momentum wasn't something an Archmage could have. In an instant, Hoppet gathered all the Raging Flame Beastmen and had them surround that mountain peak, vigilantly guarding against anything. Hoppet even took out a wooden staff and looked at the sky with a solemn expression.
As for Thorne, he was also stunned, forgetting that he wanted to take Hoppet down with him.
Within the several-kilometer-long black clouds, a spatial crack slowly opened, as if a God was opening his eyes.
At this time, an ancient and huge warship bathed in boundless lightning rushed out of the spatial crack, and a terrifying aura spread like a tsunami in the surroundings.
The warship emitting an ancient aura rushed out of the spatial crack, and the huge spatial crack rapidly closed. The boundless lightning bolts attacked the warship, but it was like a drizzle, unable to cause the slightest bit of damage to the warship.
A dozen thick black tornadoes attacked the bottom of the warship, but it was like a dozen thousand-meter-tall pillars supporting the warship.
The berserk elemental storm crazily tore at the warship, but it was like a sea breeze blowing on the warship's black sails.
Slowly, as the spatial crack disappeared, that boundless and berserk power also disappeared, and only the ancient warship calmly floated in the air.
The chaotic power in the surroundings also calmed down, but the area below was deathly silent.
Hoppet had a serious expression as he firmly held onto his staff, staring at the warship in the sky. His power had already been roused to its pinnacle, as if he was ready to make a move at any time.
Those Raging Flame Beastmen seemed to be scared silly. The huge warship floating in the sky wasn't something they could resist.
Suddenly, a cold voice rang out in the air.
"Sir Thorne, you have already done enough. You should go back first."
Following that voice, ice fragments fell from above Thorne's head. These ice fragments slowly fell on Thorne's body and slowly extinguished his burning Aura.
At this time, the warship slowly descended, and everyone could see a silhouette floating in front of the warship.
He was wearing a simple robe and holding a magic staff in his right hand. There was a huge four-colored Dragon Crystal embedded in the staff. He was holding a book in his left hand that was emitting a faint halo. There was a slowly rotating magic wheel floating beside him. Countless runes were flowing on the magic wheel.
Thorne raised his head and looked at the silhouette floating in the sky, tears flowing out of his eyes.
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