'Bang!'
The lava that constantly exploded splashed up dozens of meters high. It was like cold water poured into a pot of oil.
It was hot and crazy.
The red mountain slowly sank into the lava.
The pressure in the sky got increasingly soul-ripping, and the flying troops could no longer take off.
No one could escape once the lava submerged them.
The rules.
Richard was in a frenzy.
The sand around him was like the most violent hurricane. It constantly tore apart the enemies in front of him.
"Only one victor in this death match!
"The others would all turn bones."
There were no exceptions.
A few heroes noticed the rapid change in the situation. They had also used all their might to attack.
Alves charged forward on the ground. It engaged in a close-range battle.
Xina's hands incessantly waved the broken steel longsword.
