When the rainbow light faded away, Luo Xi finally snapped back from his daze.
He stood with his fist raised, staring blankly at the purple-haired woman breathing out fragrance before him, as well as Lucas and his wife trapped by Bahamut.
The coldly beautiful Black Dragon Lady was by his side.
Apocalypse Dragon, world destruction...
Had everything he seen before been an illusion?
Or was it a potential future?
No, that wasn't right.
Perhaps he really had seen the future, but he had also definitely thrown that punch, and the angry him would never have stopped.
Veins suddenly popped out on Luo Xi's forehead as he clutched his head.
Was this... the power of Moonflow's rewind?
His spirit had, at that moment, touched upon that extremely familiar sensation, the pressure that always came upon him whenever he used Moonflow to rewind.
