Boom!
A terrifying torrent of crimson flames roared out, the air twisted, and the horrifying heat instantly vaporized the muddy swamp.
Rolling waves of heat slammed into the nearby Psionics, making hot beads of sweat form on their heads.
Even though this attack wasn't aimed at them, they couldn't help but feel their scalps prickling.
"What the hell is that?!"
"It's the entrance!"
In the cracked swampland, a pool of pitch-black water was clearly visible, slowly flowing.
"The entrance is open. Let's move."
The Valois family vassals stepped in first, with the other mercenaries following close behind. Under Red Spirit's watchful gaze, everyone had entered within moments...
...
Heaven and earth shifted—they were in a completely different world.
Frigid winds howled, one wave after another, constantly colliding to form even bigger ice storms raging across the sky.
