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The flames blazed furiously.
Liszt awoke from a coma and shockingly found himself in an underground lava cave, standing on a stone floating in the magma.
The scorching temperature made him sweat profusely.
The bubbling magma combined with the endless flames gave him a sense of falling into the abyss of hell. He tried to circulate his Dou Qi within his body to resist the hot air, but he couldn't muster any strength. Even the Sky-Cleaving Greatsword on his back couldn't be drawn.
"What… What's going on?"
Liszt's heart raced with panic, his head buzzing and blank.
Just then, the flames in front of him parted, and a huge head emerged from the fire.
It was as big as a room, with reddish-brown skin stained with clumps of flames, shaped like a triangle and sporting five curved horns. The scales were clearly visible, and there were a pair of eyes flickering with golden flames, along with a slightly open mouth gaping wide.
