While Vera was on the road, let us turn our attention to Gregor, who was also traveling.
"Boom—!!!"
Explosions and firelight accompanied his steps. Did he even look like he was traveling?
Crimson explosive shells rained down on Gregor, only to be intercepted midair by a suddenly rising curtain of fire.
Never-ending...
Gregor stood upon the scorched earth, lava slowly flowing through the grooves across his body.
He raised his head, his burning eyes narrowing slightly.
The sky was obscured.
Not by dark clouds, but by a dense swarm of drones.
Like a metal insect swarm, they emitted an irritating buzz, while the weapons beneath their fuselages glinted with cold light.
I've already left the mobile city this far behind. Is there really any need to keep chasing me?
To the Columbia military personnel observing the battlefield through remote terminals, the surveillance footage contained only...
An unidentified Flame Demon roars.
The next second, the order was given.
The drone swarm unleashed a torrential barrage, blanketing Gregor from above.
Every round struck an invisible wall and vanished instantly.
Forget it... You probably wouldn't understand anyway.
Feeling the abundant energy within him, Gregor raised an arm.
The heat warped the surrounding air, and the lava armor on his surface took on a blazing bright-red liquid form.
This farce should be over.
He swung his arm fiercely toward the sky. It was no complex skill, merely the most primitive release of the immense energy within him.
Like a natural volcano's...
Great Eruption!
Whoosh—!!!
Countless masses of searing lava scattered outward, expanding rapidly in midair as they engulfed the drone swarm.
Heat! Crushing force! Devouring!
Steel armor was like paper before lava heated to thousands of degrees. Chain explosions flashed one after another.
Solidified chunks of magma mixed with dripping molten metal, pouring down