The Blood Soul Temple was the core ritual structure of the Blood Flame Order, its solidified configuration in the Abyss Zone.
The Blood Flame Order was closely tied to someone, to the point that even the order's Deputy High Priest openly appeared as his secretary.
In the "Ronan and His Friends" Foundation established a few months ago, several high-ranking members of the Blood Flame Order, from the High Priest on down, held positions within the foundation, binding their interests together.
So at a time like this, there was no need to round things off—the Abyss Zone Blood Soul Temple's resolute display was surely a direct manifestation of someone's will, wasn't it?
Inside and outside the Blood Intent Ring Fortress, amid the Abyss Zone Storm, Extraordinary Species from every side had reached a consensus on this matter.
Naturally, any situation related to the Blood Soul Temple at this moment could be classified as that person empowering... or rewarding an important force under his command.
It was just that the scale of it was a little too grand.
Blood, blood, blood!
Fire, fire, fire!
After the abnormal vortex in the Abyss Zone completely collapsed, the storm currents that had once been suppressed surged back with even greater ferocity. Several Mental Side Extraordinary Species had to carefully adjust and evade them to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
Only the Blood Flame Order's classic chants of praise manifested as brilliant spiritual radiance, piercing the chaos, severing the turbulent currents, and ostentatiously proclaiming their existence amid the upheaval.
Its sound was like thunder, its color like blood.
At the Blood Intent Ring Fortress, Mora sighed. "It's dyed everything again."
"Again?"
"If you'd come up earlier, you wouldn't have missed half the good part."
Mountain Lord was flexible when the situation called for it. "Wasn't