In the depths of his eyes, blazing white flames surged as Lorenzo reached out his hand and pressed it against the remains.
Corrosion climbed onto Lorenzo's body like a slithering snake, emitting a faint rustle, wrapping around him layer by layer.
Lorenzo didn't resist much, only feeling an extreme cold creeping up his arm, followed by a slight sting, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing the skin.
He was eroded by Edlen; the intensity of the erosion wasn't high, but it was enough to make his figure bright in the darkness, becoming a "beacon" to guide Edlen.
Lorenzo's heartbeat slightly accelerated. He didn't know if what he was doing was right or wrong, but in the current situation, without allying with Edlen's power, he truly didn't know what to do.
