The agonized screams sent a chill through the other members of The End. No one dared raise another objection as they followed Yuanfang toward their destination.
But they had not gone far before the master of that strange region seemed to sense their presence. Amid a surge of Gray Fog soaring into the sky, a cold-eyed face condensed above them.
Its powerful aura was unmistakable.
Its ignition point burned even stronger than the Eternal Flame, though it was likely still somewhat short of Touching Kindling.
"Who are you, and why have you come?"
His voice was terrifyingly cold, as though it concealed a trace of restrained madness.
Yuanfang folded his arms and looked toward an insectoid nearby, clearly the leader's deputy.
At the signal, the deputy hurried forward to negotiate.
Yet before he could finish speaking, a flicker of fury flashed through the face in the sky's eyes.
An invisible, distorted force instantly descended upon the insectoid deputy, warping and crushing him to death in the utmost agony.
"How dare the words of an ant offend my ears."
"You—what did you wish to say?"
This brutal display stirred unrest among the members of The End.
Yet Yuanfang's expression did not change. He raised a hand to suppress them, then fearlessly stepped forward and stared directly into the Gray Fog in the sky.
"Born from order, enlightened by the point of folly."
"Using a crumbling Divine Kingdom as your foundation, you shall preside over endless turmoil."
"It is an honor to meet you, Original Sin Grace, the future Chaos Kindling."
Respect colored Yuanfang's words, but his tone remained calm.
According to The End's information and intelligence, this Gray Fog before them was the Kindling of the future Era of Turmoil.
Folly and order were its traits.
However, judging from the current