The pure energy surged in, and Lord Yuzao ate more heartily.
In the dungeon, the air suddenly began to swirl wildly.
This lonely, maddeningly quiet place was finally going to start boiling after a millennium.
Magma continued to rise, quickly reaching the level of the stone platform.
In the suffocating heat, Lord Yuzao finally relaxed, closing her eyes to adjust her breath.
Yayako lay exhausted on the ground, looking sideways at the queen before her. Her skin was fiery red, clearly digesting the energy within. Yet, at this moment, her limbs were still tightly bound by chains, those chains locking her neck, causing her waist to bend down.
This posture, instead of appearing humiliating, exuded a sense of elegant nobility.
*Koriya will have it easy...* Yayako chuckled to herself.
"Ah~"
A sigh of admiration.
Lord Yuzao slowly opened her eyes.
