The calamity, like the end of the world, turned the entire hillside into a sea of fire.
By the time the flames gradually subsided, the entire volcano had completely turned black.
On the surface of Losa's body, the lava-formed dragon shell slowly cracked open, revealing the energy-transformed body inside, similar to Jeanne's "Holy Body." His figure was incredibly dim, divinity like a candle flickering in the wind.
"What a pity, you're still alive."
The man, almost turned into a chunk of charcoal, shattered the lava burying him. His body was covered with scorched skin and flesh, the entire wolf had swollen several circles due to the newly born flesh being roasted again, piling up as remains.
Facing Losa's somewhat unexpected teasing.
Bharat looked around a bit dazedly. Amidst a scorched land, he could only see volcanic ash fluttering down and the still slowly flowing hot lava. The dozen Yakxi family elites he brought with him were all lost.
