The raging flames devoured his flesh, and the rapidly multiplying cells released violent gusts of wind.
"Ugh—!"
Every muscle in his body spasmed from being scorched, tightening, relaxing, and then tensing again, pulling himself like a rubber band to the limit before snapping back, and at the same time, every inch of his skin was ripped and twisted, turning into sparks that sprayed into the sky. The heat was like an invisible tide, constantly squeezing the flesh, steaming it dry and shriveled. Could there be any pain more severe than this?
"So being burned by fierce flames feels like this—"
Yes.
Engulfed in flames, Li Aozi charged rapidly towards the Duke seated on his throne.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!"
The Eagle Emblem mocked him, lifting its wrist as the red radio reappeared in front of it. It opened and closed its mouth wide, spewing heart-piercing words:
"Look at your body. Is there any trace of humanity left in you?"
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