Scalding heat and air, centered around Li Chengyi, surged outward in all directions.
Dust whirled up from the streets, and billboards wobbled from the hot wind's caresses.
Kristin's face gradually began to show signs of change.
This heatwave, even before it got close, was already at nearly eighty degrees—if that was the source temperature, how high could it possibly be...? It was unimaginable.
Is this heat really produced by a living being??!
His body quickly tensed up, and he faintly felt that coming here in person might not have been a good idea.
"Not a bad virus," Li Chengyi finally spoke.
He lifted his hand, feeling his body heat up and swell like a balloon being inflated, yet upon closer inspection, his form remained unchanged, without any alteration.
"But..."
He exhaled, his hot, scalding breath distorting the air as it flew upwards.
"Too little!!"
Boom!!
