Lava surged down the mountain behind them. Their clothes grew scorching hot and curled, burning their skin. A single tiny drop of the churning, splashing lava landing on a hand brought excruciating pain and left a wide patch of festering flesh.
Sheng An lowered her head to look at her mangled arm.
The pain was real. Nothing they were facing was an illusion.
Jiang Yu was on the verge of breaking down.
She had thought her space could hold out for twenty-four hours, giving them at least some time to find a way to escape. So why couldn't they get inside?!
What on earth was going on?!
Lava was already surging toward them from behind. Jiang Yu stopped trying to enter her space. Without hesitation, they kept running forward if they didn't want to die right now, even though more raging lava lay ahead, closing in on all sides...
At least there was still some distance left.
They still had a little time to live.
Gu Qiansheng, Cheng Bairuo, and Liu Miao were in terrible shape. Jiang Yu dragged them with her vines, and Sheng An gripped the vines tightly, helping pull them along.
-She would not abandon them.
Her resolve was unwavering.
Even though the three seemed unable to hold on much longer, even though they wouldn't last long without help from a person with a healing-type superpower even if they escaped...
Sheng An still refused to give up!
In her despair, Jiang Yu thought that perhaps Sister Sheng also knew they were doomed. But even if they died, they should die together.
Song Linwei was breathing hard. Running through the intense heat had left him able to force only hoarse sounds from his throat:
"Jiang Yu's space isn't a superpower. Why would it fail? And who's plotting against