"Argh…"

Many of the black armored army riders could not dodge in time, and were enveloped in the flames in an instant. They let out anguished cries, and in the blink of an eye half of them had turned into ash amongst the roaring flames with little remains.

The rest of them panicked, retreating immediately.

Motherf*cker!

Tyson could hardly contain his anger at the sight. It was also then that the Three Legged Golden Bird had gripped him tightly, sending yet another roaring ball of flames his