Seeing Karnyx's twisted energy begin to spread across the battlefield like a plague, Ethan's brows furrowed instinctively.
That power wasn't just destructive.
It was corruptive—like it was devouring the very structure of energy itself.
But then, in the middle of his rapid analysis, a memory flashed through his mind—
They'd encountered this kind of aura before.
And back then, the only thing that had successfully suppressed it… was flame imbued with divine attributes.
"So that's it…"
Ethan's eyes lit up.
In the next instant, he shot into the air, palm outstretched as a brilliant golden flame ignited in his hand.
The fire shimmered with intricate light patterns, radiating a clear aura of purification.
Without hesitation, he hurled it forward.
The moment the golden flame collided with the black energy—
Everything changed.
