Divine grace as vast as the sea, divine power like a prison.
As clusters of golden flame flowers scattered, the aura of Kanilunka drastically changed.
Although there was no significant change in appearance, everyone knew—
The lord of Gold and Molten Rock had descended!
The manifestation of the avatar of the lord of Gold and Molten Rock brought a temporary calm to Renlai Square.
The Divine Believers ceased their attacks and slowly withdrew, gathering around the outskirts of the square.
Colin felt the familiar aura, his expression becoming involuntarily solemn, yet his eyes were somewhat distant.
Ancient memories dusted off, awakened by the golden divine figure before him.
That black island, all the islanders' fervent faces, and those golden tides spreading across the surface, he still could not forget.
Back then, he was merely a Wizard Apprentice and under the majesty of the lord of Gold and Molten Rock, had to flee hastily from Blackstone Island…
