The struggle for the Frostflame Flower had begun, and the situation was becoming increasingly severe. If they didn't act now, the prize would fall into the hands of others, which Solomon was not willing to see.
"Time waits for no one. I hope you two can lend me your strength," he took a deep breath and said to the two beside him with seriousness.
"No problem."
"Whatever you say."
Faced with such a perilous situation, Ivan and Doug did not choose to back down.
The two were no strangers to big crises; were not uncontrollable spatial rifts terrifying? Were not the otherworldly lords that crossed realms to assassinate terrifying? The current situation was not enough to break the trust of these two men.
Solomon was very relieved at this.
"Pidel, it's up to you now." He signaled to his Secret Method Body Double.
"Sure thing," Pidel replied nonchalantly, and then he slowly sank into the magma, gradually being swallowed by it.
