Wang Xiong and the rest felt like death was already upon us. The jet of flames were almost blinding and didn't give them enough time to defend or escape.
All they could think of right now was to forcefully endure the flames and try to recover later. But they knew that was just wishful thinking. After all, there was already examples of their companions dying under the flames.
The crimson flames were powerful and directly burned away their defenses no matter what method they used. It was only a small hope that they had.
'This can't be the end… I had so many things to achieve…' Shirong thought.
Others had similar thoughts with most of them wanting one more chance or regretting their choices.
In those flickering moments, they felt like time had slowed down, their thoughts turning into lightning and memories into a flood.
"YOU DARE!" but just as they were about to give into the despair, a thundering voice was heard.
