The Truth of the Plane

As soon as Liu Zhi heard that voice, he sensed that something was wrong. But the Necromancer player had already entered the Reverse Storm, and his level had begun to rise. Even if Liu Zhi wanted to stop him, there was nothing he could do.

He pressed a hand to Thunder God's Destroyer Fang at his waist and took a deep breath. If the Necromancer came charging out of the Reverse Storm, he would draw his sword and fight.

But just then, the player's voice came from inside the Reverse Storm again.

"No, why is this happening? This is impossible."

Liu Zhi couldn't help exclaiming in surprise. What was going on?

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Zhi pointed toward the Reverse Storm and had the goblins fire several Goblin Automatic Missiles.

After the missiles flew into the storm, Liu Zhi heard a boom.

The entire storm zone burst into flames. Rolling clouds of fire surged upward and swept toward the Yadaliate. Even Liu Zhi, standing at the bow, felt the scorching heat rush toward him.

The next instant, the fire clouds set the Yadaliate ablaze.

Fortunately, Liu Zhi's ship had the properties of an ark and remained unmoved by natural disasters.

As he ordered the undead aboard to clear away the burning sections, Liu Zhi kept an eye on the very heart of the explosion.

After the fire clouds swept through, everything the Reverse Storm had lifted into the air was gone. Countless charred corpses were flung in all directions by the blast. The feathered serpent that had formed inside the Reverse Storm had disappeared as well. Clearly, the explosion had destroyed it before it could fully take shape.

But Liu Zhi wasn't the one who suffered the most in the explosion. At least, not long after the fire