Chapitre 133: Losing Sanity

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The entire house seethed with blue flames. Black smoke trailed out, rushing into the night sky. People from the neighborhood noticed the flames, alarmed.

The flames spread, but very slowly.

Parents grabbed their children and left their homes. Many were in nightclothes and some even naked as they rushed out.

The dread of flames left them no time to contemplate their losses.

"Gas explosion!"

"Damn! The flames are spreading to my home!"

"They began at Athol's house!"

"Is Athol inside?"

"I don't know!"

"Call the fire department!"

"Hurry!"

Inside Athol's home, the flames continued their onslaught of destruction.

Athol wriggled in agony, unable to mutter a single word. His skin melted, and blood evaporated, making him experience a pain he never thought possible.

Even though his nervous system was burned, the pain didn't disappear. He felt he was literally fried.