"Sorcerer Solomon's party is in grave danger now."
This sudden turn of events had terrified Della and the others into hastily retreating, yet some couldn't help but feel secretly delighted, despite a sense of helplessness. The fine frost flame flower was about to be buried in the magma.
It was unlikely that another frost flame flower existed in the multicolored pit.
This trip might turn out to be in vain!
If they really came back empty-handed, the folks from Belizi's family were far from as calm as they claimed.
...
Around the frost flame flower, Doug didn't blame Ivan for being too rash; given the behavioral patterns of the two Alien Race lords, a chaotic situation was bound to arise sooner or later, not to mention that he couldn't be sure he would withstand the next attack from the ruler of the frost lake.
"It's coming."
Soon, both of them sensed it—the lord of the molten lake launched a ferocious assault, while the ruler of the frost lake made no other move.
