The Sound of Steel

What... was that?

Raziel lowered his head and stared down in astonishment, as though he could glimpse the endless fury within the flames. The fury burned, filling its eyes as the Giant Bull shook the earth and advanced step by step.

Terrifying heat spread outward. Its mere presence rapidly evaporated the moisture from the air.

An invisible furnace had appeared upon the battlefield from nowhere, leaving behind scorched black trails as the Giant Bull moved.

Merely looking at it made the opponents who had yet to take the stage tremble involuntarily in the darkness, letting out soundless cries.

What exactly was that?

Raziel bent forward instinctively, his eyes widening in disbelief.

In a flurry, he pulled a monocle from his pocket, raised it to his eye socket, and began to analyze it closely.

Through the miniature inspection lens, he finally broke past the limitations of the naked eye and saw the Source Matter surging beneath the black-red flames.

So violent. So turbulent.

Like an eternally erupting volcano!

That was not some living creature... but a unique phenomenon formed after an unknown number of Source Matter transformations!

Other than one blessed by the Lord of the Flame Void, the ruler Ifrit of the Middle East, no other Hell Creature could possess such violently raging Source Matter fluctuations.

Could this bastard be favored by the Lord of the Flame Void?

But he was not a member of the Zoroastrian Lineage. How could he possibly receive that lineage's exclusive blessing?!

Raziel gritted his teeth so hard that his fingers nearly crushed the monocle.

Then there was only one answer.

Since it could not be a summoned creature manifested through a ritual, it could only be something Huai Shi had made!

But why?

Why?!

All this time, he had looked down on Ascenders like