The dark red Hell Flame burned everything to ash, leaving behind a horrifying trail. A faint, scorching shockwave spread out from the collapsed and shattered land, and even the air seemed to move aside for it. The scene caused the sole spectator, Holy Magister Melsdom, to stare with wide, unblinking eyes.
Clearly, the sight left him completely dumbfounded. A chill ran down his spine, especially since he himself had almost been killed by Wenn Yongshou just moments before. But now? The very man who had nearly taken his life was being crushed right before his eyes, incinerated by a mass of flames that could only be described as terrifying. The shock of this reality was simply too much for him.
