So, where is my fire?
Dark Moon, God, Dragon King, now add a Holy Infant Star.
After all, we've just had dealings not long ago, the chance of misrecognition is really small.
Not to mention, even though the figure hasn't been manifested yet and it's trying to shrink beneath the shroud of the Dark Moon, the perception shows this one clearly has a subtle connection with the Abandoned Prison.
A dignified Tyrant assassinated right at home, though the quality of the assassination team was indeed high, there should still be a reason.
And the fire that has been unseen until now—oh, it's already been seen.
No longer minding the fragmented Dragon King, amidst the confrontation between the Holy Infant and God, Fu Qian gripped his already cut right hand, a dazzling flame surprisingly ignited from the wound and quickly spread across the whole palm.
The beautiful luster flashing by brought a full feeling of wealth and freedom, even interplaying with the Decree Residue on the body.
