"God of Contaminated Blood!"
Rod, Jon, and Qingyu shouted simultaneously.
"How is this possible?"
Jon exclaimed in horror.
"How can it be so soon?"
Outside the battlefield, Evela's voice echoed throughout: "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
The warriors surged back like a tide, and the light of the fire rapidly contracted.
The scent of blood thickened, and Rod seemed to be soaking in the blood; in his perception, an unimaginably terrifying aura rose from afar, and the unmatched Spiritual Energy was engulfing the world.
"Quick, prepare for the Fire Descent Ceremony!"
Jon shouted urgently.
"Immediately summon the King's descent."
Fortunately, the ceremony was already prepared. Qingyu stepped into the center of the ceremony. A sun extinguished above Great Dragon City as the power of fire returned to her body, surged to her feet, and the complex ceremony began to ignite. An aura akin to Holy Fire was rising.
The Fire Priests stood in their positions and knelt down in prayer.
