Flames, just a spark holds the potential for endless burning... the fire released by the Golden Dragon is just like this.
Like a queen of flames, massive fireballs emerged from Fafnir's palm... no matter how many roots there were, no matter how fast they grew, they seemed incapable of resisting the speed of these flames.
However, the entire Lost Rift is vast, expansive enough to cover the territories of all Thirteen Clans within the Unhuman Domain... and this is merely the portion where the Torrido Clan resides in the Lost Rift.
These serpent vines, along with the roots growing from them, could be described as endless… even though these roots have simple instincts—once angered by this place, the entire Lost Canine beneath the Torrido Clan's rift fell into an eruption!
Countless vines wound around the edges of the Corpse Pit, they covered the entire slope of the pit and even higher... like giant waves of vines, cascading down in waves!
