Facing the Fire Dragon's Head (First Update)

Flames blazed fiercely.

Liszt awoke from his coma and was startled to find himself in an underground lava cavern, standing on a stone floating in molten magma.

The scorching heat left him drenched in sweat.

The bubbling lava, together with the endless flames all around, gave him the terrifying sensation of having fallen into the abyss of hell. He tried to circulate the battle qi within him to resist the searing air, but found he could not summon even a shred of strength. He could not even draw the Sky-Slaying Greatsword from his back.

"Wha... what's going on?"

Liszt was horrified. His head buzzed, his mind utterly blank.

Just then, the flames before him suddenly parted, and a massive head emerged from within them.

It was as large as an entire room. Clusters of flames clung to its reddish-brown skin. Its head was triangular, with five curved horns. Its scales were clearly visible, as were its pair of eyes—one on each side—blazing with golden fire, and its slightly parted, gaping maw.

Sharp teeth were arranged one after another. There was no tongue in sight, but flames could be seen flickering in and out between them.

The head hovered less than ten meters in front of Liszt, the golden flames in its eyes studying him with an almost human-like scrutiny.

Everything below its neck was shrouded in flames, impossible to see clearly.

Yet Liszt recognized it at once. This was a dragon's head—the head of a Fire Dragon.

At first glance it was ugly and savage, but upon closer inspection, every line possessed an extraordinary rhythm, brimming with a strange, powerful beauty. It was an image no other living creature could possibly possess.

It could only belong to a dragon.

Trembling all over was not enough to describe Liszt's feelings at