Chapitre 380: The God of Fire Ignar Descends

Clad in armor forged from the heart of a volcano, the God of Fire stood tall and imposing. His armor, glowing with intricate patterns of molten lava, seemed to pulse with a life of its own, reflecting the eternal flames that fueled his existence.

In his hand, he wielded a massive warhammer, its head a burning inferno, capable of reducing anything it touched to ashes.

As he stepped forward, the ground beneath him ignited, leaving a trail of scorched earth in his wake.

The sky above darkened, and fiery meteors began to rain down, heralding his arrival. The very air seemed to vibrate with his power, a constant reminder of the blazing heat force he embodied.

His voice, when he spoke, was a deep rumble, like the roar of an erupting volcano. "I am Ignar, the God of Fire. Who dares to offend Fantasia?" His words were a challenge, echoing through the world and striking fear into the hearts of all who heard them.