One day, two days, three days, five days, a week, two weeks, three weeks, and a whole month passed. During this period, the concentrated, refined heavenly flame wisps were taken out of Tyriele one by one.
Davis's surroundings were scorching hot.
The island below him was scorched black, and if it weren't for the raging ocean below suppressing the heavenly flames from running rampant, it would've been a disaster in a regular plain with villages and towns. That said, even the raging ocean was constantly evaporating, so if he kept this up for hundreds of years, it is possible that he could cause drought to occur, almost emptying the Grand Alstreim Ocean.
