Chapitre 362: Interrupted

At that close proximity, even Atticus wasn't sure of coming out of that attack unscathed.

And this was even more so as he couldn't use the space element to block an attack as intense as that.

Atticus swept his gaze around the hallway, observing the devastation that was currently unfolding.

The intense explosion that had just happened was still ongoing, the scorching red wave of fire spreading out through the hall on both sides.

"Hm?" Atticus muttered, his right hand gravitating towards his forehead. As soon as his hand touched it, Atticus couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in slight shock as he felt a slight amount of sweat marring his forehead.

'I'm sweating?' Atticus's shock was completely justifiable.

He himself knew how crazy his tolerance to fire and the other elements was. It would require an intense amount of heat, enough to turn thousands to cinders just to make Atticus sweat.