บท 1022: Endure

At this time, a red gust of wind whistled past. A huge tornado swept aside the mixed black and orange flames.

Dedale spat out blood… The taste of a magical backlash wasn't so great.

Although he had been injured, Dedale still gratefully looked at Lin Yun.

"Thanks."

If not for Lin Yun making a move, he would absolutely have been infected by those black flames. He had merged with the Burning Soul and the metal staff, and the first things to be corroded would be these two True Spirit Magic Tools. Even if they couldn't be destroyed, the original orange elemental flames would have been forcibly replaced by the corroded black flames.

Dedale himself would definitely have been unable to endure the power of the bone-corroding black flames. His bones would have turned to ashes within a dozen seconds, and his soul would have been unable to escape.