章 1565: The Actual Trump Card of the GODS

An explosion created by a Primordial Beast was unnaturally terrifying, enveloping Turmul in his entirety, vaporizing his body. 

"Dammit…" Zeit stared at the scene from far away, frowning as he noticed that Warakh's life signature disappeared in a flash. "One of us died already?"

"Shit!" He then noticed Turmul's life signature collapse to alarming levels, rushing towards the terrifying destructive sphere. "He's not dead yet." 

Boom!

Zeit unleashed a beam of energy into the sphere of revolving destructive force, penetrating a path before grabbing hold of a tiny body part of Turmul as hiding within was Turmul in his human form, barely alive, currently unconscious. 

"Feura!" Zeit shouted as suddenly, followed by the flapping of wings, a gigantic Vermillion Bird arrived at the scene, grabbing hold of Turmul as she unleashed a gentle beam of energy, injecting life force into him to rapidly begin his healing session.