The scorching heat came head-on, and fine beads of sweat appeared on Su Xiao's face. Even Su Xiao was like this, and Killua, who was caught in his hand, was even more drenched as if he had been washed with water.
Maha was not much better off, his old face full of sweat. Somewhat unexpectedly, Yaluga, the weakest in constitution, showed no reaction, not a drop of sweat on his face, but he started dozing off after entering Kukuru Mountain.
Sitting on top of A Mu, Bubu Wang was obviously bewildered by the heat. If cold weather could unlock Bubu Wang's intelligence, then the heat was a 'seal'.
This guy lay sprawled on A Mu's head, tongue out, eyes rolling back, looking like he was about to pass away.
The ash gradually filled the air above the Lava Lake, and sweat dripped from Su Xiao's chin, evaporating with a sizzle as it hit the porous rock beneath his feet.
Maha threw a metal tube into the Lava Lake for the eleventh time, and this time it didn't turn red.
