Bab 338: Now, it's my turn

The air crackled as a massive wave of fire crashed into a wounded figure kneeling in the distance. Guil coughed up blood, but quickly spread his wings, causing the flames to scatter in every direction.

Alec and Carcel cursed simultaneously, wiping the sweat from their foreheads. The duo hovered in mid-air, their eyes locked on the man who was laughing maliciously before them.

Alec ran his fingers through his hair and let out a frustrated sigh.

"Jian, why are you relying solely on fire skills? We're strong, but the intense heat is becoming overwhelming!"

Jian tilted his head, his shoulder-length hair swaying gently behind his back as he let out an evil chuckle. Just like Alec and Carcel, his clothes were drenched with sweat.

"To be honest, I'm not sure why, but after entering the realm, I only found fire-type skills. Just endure it."

Alec clicked his tongue and raised his hand.

"Now, it's my turn."