Molten fire fell from the sky, while dust rose from the earth and flew toward the heavens, streaked with threads of blood-red like a torrential downpour.
Everything seemed to have gone wrong, to have changed. Yet compared with everything in sight, nothing seemed different. Everything was normal.
It was merely slipping toward destruction amid chaotic slaughter and brutal conflict.
That was all.
In a moment of dazed confusion, Yuan Yuan felt warm blood splash across her visor. The bloodstained Veiled Maiden looked all the more bewitching.
Valkyrie stood amidst a heap of corpses.
This was the front line.
The very forefront of the struggle.
"Take cover, take cover—" A desperate shout came from afar.
Then, furious flame-light descended from the sky, piercing the frost storm and striking the earth. Expanding firelight surged forth. Within the oncoming tempest, Yuan Yuan exhausted every ounce of strength to brace Guixing, maintaining the shelter of the icy wind.
But the sound of cracking rang out without end.
Right before her eyes, beyond the icy wind, the scarlet earth turned blackened and began to melt. In their despair, the hordes of hell shrieked in terror, writhing as they swiftly turned to charcoal, then collapsed beneath the brilliance of the storm.
Even the giant lizards encased in heavy armor, together with the serpentfolk riders on their backs, were burned into broken, withered bones.
Before she could react, flames split open before her.
A pitch-black shadow dove down from the sky, bringing with it a terrifying presence that sent a chill through her.
Beneath its rag-like black robe, it looked as though it had suffered grievous wounds, riddled with gaping punctures. Yet no body could be seen beneath those holes—only constantly writhing mist.
Within its vague head, a scarlet eye slowly emerged.
It stared at her.
So