The flaming Giant Face gazed at the Evil Holy Grail and the strange cloak.
Without energy to sustain them, the two treasures merely floated in place. The violent tectonic shifts earlier had kicked up so much dust that a layer of it now coated them.
The Lava Giant's hand gently rubbed together. From Flagi's corpse, already burned to ash, it drew a trace of true blood, which gathered under gravity into a bead no larger than a mung bean.
The bead of blood slowly drifted before the flaming Giant Face.
It was the last remnant in the world of Flagi's god body, tempered by Law Power.
Unlike other god-level beings who wielded Law Power,
a being who wielded Law Power would generally retain remarkable properties in their body even after death, thanks to the tempering of the laws. The lingering might of the laws could even carve out a tiny safe haven amid a Death Storm.
Yet Flagi, once the Great Warlock King of the Dark World who had wielded Law Power, had left behind only this faint trace. One reason was that the Blood Law he had mastered was of a very low order. Another was that the true source of all his power had not been himself, but the shattered Evil Holy Grail.
Rumble, rumble...
The vibrations of the planet's crust gradually subsided.
Fortunately, the creatures that had evolved here were fire-element beings mutated from Three-Phase Rats. They were remarkably resilient in a fiery environment, so this upheaval had not greatly affected the ecosystem.
Under the flaming Giant Face's gaze, the Lava Giant used the mung-bean-sized bead of Flagi's blood as a key. With a gentle tap, it sent the bead toward the Evil Holy Grail.
Pop!
An invisible ripple spread outward.
It seemed to open some mysterious