Chapter 152: Ash's Death
The small swamp lizard, no bigger than a wolf pup, seemed unassuming at first glance. Its muddy brown scales blended perfectly with the murky surroundings, and its small, beady eyes darted cautiously around. Its stubby legs and rounded body gave it a simple, almost harmless appearance.
But the air around it told a different story. The trees in the immediate vicinity were withered and lifeless, their leaves shriveled and their bark cracked. This desolation was not from disease or drought but from the intense, palpable killing intent radiating from the lizard.
The Phoenix paused midair when he noticed the small lizard amidst the withering trees. There was no way he couldn't recognize an aura such as this...
It brought unwanted flashbacks to him...
It had happened quite a long time ago...