"What was she trying to do?" Nis had noticed where No. 03 was heading too, his face full of confusion.
A water-element wizard had suddenly charged toward the area obscured by fiery veins. Was she planning to seek her own death?
Or was this merely a feigned retreat, and she would turn midway?
While everyone was puzzled, No. 03 showed no sign of turning. She plunged headlong into the Flame Lawfield.
The moment she entered the Flame Lawfield, No. 03 felt the terror of the surrounding flames. The raging fire even scorched space itself, repelling all power.
Within the Flame Lawfield, No. 03 could not even gather the power of water.
Because of that, her gleaming, translucent gown turned directly to ashes without water power to protect it.
The flames burned away her dress and invaded her fair, flawless skin.
Protected by her bloodline, No. 03 could only barely preserve a semblance of decency on the surface, but a pink flush had already begun to appear on her skin. If she remained in the Flame Lawfield much longer, she would inevitably suffer devastating damage.
It could be said that the Flame Lawfield was a natural prison of fire, one that most severely restrained wizards of the ocean lineage.
However, restraint was never absolute. If an ocean wizard had also mastered the power of veins, the outcome might be different.
Yet law veins were exceedingly rare, and No. 03 had never learned them. Faced with such terrifying fire power, she had almost no means of resistance unless she left the Flame Lawfield.
However, No. 03 showed no sign of fleeing. Her goal was unmistakable—
"The mechanical head!" Nis said. "She ran toward that mechanical head!"
The moment he spoke, No. 03 had already charged through the flames sweeping toward her and