"Evil Five-Colored Dragon! Land Saphis Oakben! With your wicked thoughts, turn to ashes under the pure sun power!"
In the sky, amidst the fissure.
The loud shout echoed throughout the abyss.
The world was shaking.
The moment Land heard the voice, his expression changed dramatically, yet he couldn't worry about anything else.
He stood on the ground.
Stretching out his forelimbs, his massive claws clasped onto a sun with a diameter of a thousand meters!
This sun was a purely high-temperature fusion, and it didn't explode upon contact with Land, merely continuously searing his body.
He exerted force fiercely, attempting to push it away.
But the impact was too strong, instead dragging his body downward.
The temperature of millions of degrees turned a radius of tens of kilometers into a smoky world, impossible to see through.
The earth melted in patches under the high temperature, turning into crimson magma, bubbling.
