The empty city, the eerie Sacred Mountain, the endlessly spreading fog.
These familiar scenes all twisted before Long Que's eyes, like monstrous creatures emerging from the abyss, seemingly ready to devour everything.
As the colossal dragon that touched the skies extinguished in the wind, the scorching flames split into thousands of strands of fire that returned to his body. He hadn't deactivated his combat state but compressed the overflowing Life Energy within his own flesh, his skin faintly traced with searing patterns.
The higher the level of an Evolver, the better the control over their own power. What he did was to bind all Life Energy within himself, like a furnace sealed with terrifying heat, and every move he made brewed a mighty force capable of burning the world.
On the desolate rooftop, he was as if enveloped in flames.
The fire flowed and flickered sporadically.
