This time, Bologue truly went all out, burning all the accumulated Soul Shards. Part was supplied to Aimou, providing her with Ether, while another part roared and echoed within his own Alchemy Matrix.
After regaining his Extraordinary Power, Bologue's speed was swift, moving quickly on the rock wall like an agile monkey.
Time was not on Bologue's side; he silently counted down in his mind. Since leaving the cave, his life had only twenty-two minutes left.
Gazing into the far-off darkness, Bologue could already see faint firelight flickering within.
The Calamity was sealed by the Order Bureau in this pitch-black underground and subjected to blazing fire, keeping it in a perpetual state of dormancy. Even if flesh resurrects, it would swiftly be scorched to ashes by the flames.
The devastating searing wind was merely the breathing of the long-sleeping Calamity, an old breath exuding from its broken shell, mixed with scorching sparks, rampaging through this dark rift.
