Meanwhile, in a corner of the scorched earth that was once a lush forest at the borders of the Moon Demon Territory, smoldering mud suddenly stirred.
From within the charred soil, a piece of metal emerged, and gradually sprouted limbs until it became a complete person, shedding its metallic sheen only then.
"Cough, cough..."
Gold stumbled onto the scorched ground, coughing while surveying his surroundings, his face filled with a mix of relief and fear.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness I burrowed underground."
Had he not decisively turned into metal and buried himself, he would have ended up like those angels, incinerated to ashes by the magic of countless Great Legendary Mages, becoming part of this desolate terrain, wouldn't he?
"That damn Enchanting Demon, wasn't she cursed?"
As Gold's heart raced with lingering fear, he couldn't help but curse aloud.
