Frenzied Flame instantly crawled across Lin Luo's silver-white armor, then traveled along the Black Sword and burned toward Radahn's body.
The Frenzied Flame was the flame of chaos, endless and ever-burning.
Very few means could suppress its burning. Even Lin Luo, after mastering the Frenzied Flame, was occasionally affected by it emotionally, but he vented all those emotions through battle.
Throughout the Lands Between, the only known thing capable of suppressing the Frenzied Flame was Miquella's golden needle. Perhaps the Greater Will and Marika could do it as well, but one would not do so, while the other no longer had the chance.
Radahn felt the scorching heat of the Frenzied Flame. Ice and fire ravaged his body, and even with the muddled will within a demigod's body, he could not help letting out a pained howl.
Radahn struggled backward. Even as the Frenzied Flame burned all over him, he did not let go of the greatswords in his hands.
Though both hands trembled, the hands gripping the greatswords remained strong.
"Whew..."
Radahn allowed the Frenzied Flame to burn across his body as he panted heavily, his eyes bloodshot.
"Aah!"
A thunderous roar spread across the entire Wailing Dunes. It represented a warrior's resolve, while also symbolizing a hero's twilight years.
He plunged his greatswords into the ground, then pulled them free again. Purple rubble covered the blades, tightly wrapping around them.
Radahn used Gravity Magic again, unleashing it with all his strength.
"Wind...!"
Radahn's body vanished in an instant, soaring into the sky.
"Are you finally getting serious...?"
Lin Luo's expression gradually turned grave, yet it could not conceal the fighting spirit and madness in his eyes.
The Wailing Dunes fell into brief silence...
It was the prelude to an even fiercer battle.
Nothing could be seen in the