"No! I can't stay here anymore."
Xu Changqing, a decider, turned and ran at high speed.
"Dodge to the left!"
As he was about to run out of the plaza, Su Lu's reminder came.
Without a second thought, he rolled to the left.
Boom!
A black flame descended from the sky, rushing over where he'd previously stood, leaving a pitch-black trail on the ground.
Absorbingly, within the black trace were numerous particles that rolled up, forming a human face.
Xu Changqing got up without expression and dashed out of the plaza without looking back.
It wasn't until he'd gotten some distance from the ruins that he had the opportunity to look at his right arm. The sleeve had been entirely burnt, revealing burnt marks on his skin underneath.
Some flesh stretched out automatically, forming into the shape of a human face. He no longer had any sensation in his arm, as if it didn't belong to him anymore.
"Who was that just now?"
He asked through gritted teeth.
