The Center of Attention

Crimson-gold flames rose from the mountain peak, tearing through the clouds and wind.

At the same time, in the mountains on the west side of Red Tower City, explosions rang out one after another. Similar crimson-yellow firelight ignited the forest, and billowing thick smoke overwhelmed the cold night wind, causing the scent of charred vegetation to spread.

A group of men was galloping rapidly through the forest.

"Faster, faster! This token must be delivered to City Lord Bai Luo!"

The lead warrior was clad in heavy, thick black-patterned steel armor, his feet encased in iron combat boots. Dark brown blood scabs soaked into every crevice of the iron plates, and the steel armor on his warhorse was heavily deformed, clearly the result of a bloody battle.

Constantly throwing Thunder Beads and fire talismans behind him to set the entire forest ablaze and hinder the pursuers, the tall warrior looked tense and alert: "Everyone, shed your armor! It's useless against them!"

To increase his speed, he even unleashed his Gang Qi, shattering his already half-ruined armor and breaking the steel plating off his warhorse, completely abandoning all defense.

The warriors behind him followed suit, shedding their armor in unison, which allowed the entire group to pick up speed.

But it was too late.

A point of deep, grayish flame flickered amidst the raging, scorched yellow leaves. This fire consumed the existing fire, climbing along the heat and shockwaves, winding like a river as it surged out from the pitch-black earth. Wherever it passed, the crimson-gold flames were extinguished and dimmed, leaving behind only withered rust and yellow.

It broke through the thick smoke and finally transformed into a grim, gray-black longsword that pierced through the man bringing up the rear.

Without a single wail, the man instantly withered into a bag