Chapter 467 - The Blade of the Erupting Earth

Furfur raised one hand, palm open, locking his gaze on a five-hundred-meter volcanic peak he had just manifested. As his fingers slowly curled as if grasping an invisible thread, the world seemed to skip a beat. In the next heartbeat, the tens of hectares of volcanic mass shuddered violently; the grinding of tectonic plates emitted a deafening groan, a sign that nature itself was being forced to surrender to the Demon's will. With a single breath, the massive rock formation was torn from its roots, collapsing and condensing in a vortex of heat that defied logic. Millions of tons of magma and granite were distilled instantly, shrinking under the brutal compression of natural law until they were forged into a glowing crimson blade—a weapon that was not merely metal, but the concentrated fury of a volcano shaped into a pulsing edge.