A few kilometers away from the city that Luan and Nora had left behind, a desolate scene unfolded before them. The area resembled a graveyard of dead trees, a vision of destruction that stretched across the entire horizon like a battle scar on the landscape.
The moment Luan whispered the words "Cursed Apple!" in his mind, a dark transformation occurred. From the ground, trees laden with apples sprouted, each more rotten and toxic than the other. With a supernatural impulse, the apples were ripped from the trees and hurled from the branches toward a colossal blue golem, towering a hundred meters high.
The golem, threatened by the poisoned apples, roared with frightening power. However, the apples did not falter in the face of the roar's sound waves; instead, they gained speed, defying the strength of the blue giant.
"Fool," Luan sneered, and then a series of explosions echoed through the air.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! ..."
