Who Says They Aren't a Herrscher?

At the instant they had collided, although he had slammed Luo Mio into the ground, the other's roundhouse kick had also fractured his right arm. Moreover, the Star Flame wrapped around Luo Mio's leg carried an aura similar to that of a Star Spirit.

It seemed Luo Mio was not merely a fragment of the Last Embryo of Humanity; he was also a "Star Spirit," just like that "White Night Demon Lord."

Just then, Azi Dahaka's eyes shifted slightly, and his six ruby pupils turned toward the ground.

Luo Mio slowly emerged from the crater in the scorched, blistering earth. His clothes and trousers were torn and ragged, yet he had not suffered a single fatal wound.

Looking at Luo Mio, Azi Dahaka suddenly laughed.

"Seems I disappointed you. I never expected that I wouldn't leave a wound on you, while you kept leaving scars all over me."

"Is that so? I thought your punches hurt quite a bit."

Then Azi Dahaka grinned at Luo Mio, baring fangs that seemed to embody despair.

"So now, I can only show enough sincerity."

"Oh, right. I forgot to tell you, Demon Lord of Honkai. Whenever I suffer a loss, I always pay it back threefold, principal and interest included!"

Hm?

In the next instant, Luo Mio's gaze froze. A terrifying surge of power, enough to give him a faint sense of danger, was continuously compressing and accumulating in Azi Dahaka's mouth.

"Apocalypse Extreme Flame—'Khvarenah'!"

A legacy said to have destroyed one-third of the world, capable of summoning the power that became the ignition point of Apocalypse Theory and turning it into scorching heat—the strongest Gift of the flash-heat type!

Apocalyptic flames capable of piercing the earth and incinerating the world erupted from Azi Dahaka's mouth and poured down toward Luo Mio.

"Heh..."