The Blooming of the Second Flower
Maya looked at Tobias gratefully and said, "Thank you, Tobias. I'll take my leave first. You guys continue…"
She came in this time to find Leon and didn't have time to waste on Dario. After saying goodbye to the two of them, Maya followed the faint traces of Leon's aura and flew toward the eastern region of the Martial Emperor Tomb.
The sea of blood stretched endlessly beneath her.
Cold winds swept across the crimson surface, carrying the scent of rust and ancient death. Countless broken weapons floated among the waves like forgotten relics from an era long buried beneath history.
Maya's blue robes fluttered softly behind her.
A ring of pure water revolved around her body as she flew. The water mana moved naturally, responding to her thoughts. Occasionally, blood-red waves would rise from below, but before they could approach, the circulating water instantly purified the surrounding space.
Her expression remained calm.
