Lu Yang was in such a hurry because, while analyzing the intelligence, he discovered that something had gone wrong inside a main city in the fortress region near Flame Star.
One month later.
Lu Yang, in the form of a Flame Imp, arrived beside a main city built near a Volcanic Crater. The entire city was steeped in the style of the Flame Imps.
The buildings were constructed from black volcanic rock, and the defensive weapons atop the walls were all fire-element magic cannons ranging from quasi-god to mid-level god rank. Their crimson muzzles glowed like lamps, giving the entire fortress an especially dark aesthetic.
Lu Yang paid a Lord Tier soul crystal at the city gate and entered the main city. As he strolled through the streets, he saw strange creatures everywhere—beings wreathed in flames, with skull-like heads and black spikes running from their crowns down their backs. They were called the Firethorn Race, a God-Affiliated Race promoted by the new Flame God King.
The Blazing Demon God said disdainfully, "A lowly, impure race that is not even true fire-elemental bloodline can actually be elevated by that bastard into the God-Affiliated Race of the Flame God King. He has no shame at all."
Lu Yang asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"
The Grand Prince was also furious. He said, "They are not a pure fire-elemental race. This violates the ancient laws passed down since antiquity."
"Kill them all. A race that defiles the Flame God King has no right to live." The Blazing Demon God could barely restrain his rage. He could tolerate anything else, but he could never tolerate an insult to the God King's legitimate lineage.
Lu Yang said, "This race is doomed. It just depends on how badly they want to die."
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