Salamander Gray Guest had made such a grand show of launching revenge against the Crimson Flame Civilization this time; clearly, from the very beginning, he had never intended to end things in such a bedraggled state.
Even if he had suffered no small loss in his direct clash with the Ancestor of Eternal Fire, he still had to grit his teeth and carry this battle—one concerning face and the dignity of his faction—through to the end.
Not to mention that, when facing the Ancestor of Eternal Fire's exaggerated Power Aura, enough to incinerate the starry sky, and the pressure of his devastating strikes, Salamander Gray Guest showed not the slightest trace of fear. Instead, his face carried a confident certainty, as though he had long since made every preparation for this fierce battle.
Sure enough, seeing that Salamander Gray Guest showed no sign whatsoever of withdrawing his troops, while the Bewilderment Time-Space Legion under his command began launching even fiercer assaults against the other defensive positions of the Crimson Flame Civilization Star District battlefield, encircling them layer by layer, the Ancestor of Eternal Fire grew ever more furious.
Already at the limit of his explosive power, the Ancestor of Eternal Fire could not help but become even more enraged at the sight. The Power of Flame Rules surging around his whole body became increasingly violent.
The Sky Burning Staff in his hand lit up once more with dazzling flame radiance, carrying an endless, surging tidal wave of Power of Flame Rules as it smashed viciously toward the area where Salamander Gray Guest was located, vowing to burn this cunning black serpent to ashes.
Facing the Ancestor of Eternal Fire's second fully charged strike, one he was determined to land, Salamander Gray Guest showed no panic at all. His thick, gigantic