Truth (A Ten-Thousand-Word Chapter-Please Subscribe)

Boom!!!!

With a thunderous explosion, the Fiendfyre, having absorbed enough magical energy, suddenly burst apart and transformed into a Fire Giant more than a dozen meters tall in the plaza before the giant serpent statue.

It merely swung an arm down at the ground, swallowing more than a dozen fighters on the spot.

The frantic struggles and screams of those people before their deaths instantly sent the other Lizardfolk who had gathered there fleeing in all directions.

Although some Wizards attempted spells such as banishment, hoping to drive away what they believed might be a creature from the Elemental Plane of Fire.

All those efforts were futile.

Fiendfyre's essence was to devour all energy and combustible matter, transforming it into flames. It was not a living creature with a soul or self-awareness.

It did not even have any requirements for the casting environment. As long as the surrounding area contained the bare minimum of magical energy to serve as a fuse, it could be cast. It was one of the simplest and cheapest high-level spells, yet its power was astonishing.

Other than being difficult to control and only dealing fire damage, it had virtually no obvious weaknesses.

Under Dumbledore's control, the ever-expanding Fiendfyre maintained its giant form and charged forward with unstoppable force at the Lizardfolk trying to block its path.

His objective had always been clear: pull out the Time Crystal, shut down the Sundial, and make the time barrier covering the area disappear.

But the Lizardfolk Wizards were no pushovers.

Once they realized that Fiendfyre was merely magical flame capable of endlessly consuming and growing, they decisively began summoning Huge Water Elementals or opening passages to the Elemental Plane of Water, intending to drown it beneath vast quantities of water.

The instant both sides collided, enormous amounts of