บท 687: The Shattered ChessBoard - I

The all-consuming blood flames showed no sign of abating.

Ansel, suspended in midair, furrowed his brow slightly and turned his gaze rearward.

Nothing remained upon the earth save for theFlamefeasts that seemed intent on obliterating all. 

This location was nearly hundreds of kilometers distant from the portal, yet in the span of a single night, the endless blood flames had spread to this extent.

Moreover, they advanced not in a single direction, but... in all directions simultaneously.

"This magnitude... Evora couldn't possibly achieve this, nor should any relic exist capable of amplifying her power to such a degree," Ansel murmured. 

"Her pitiful state upon that throne hardly suggested any autonomy."

Theoretically, these should be blood flames under Evora's control... Though incomparable to the Source Flame, they had already surpassed the bounds of reason.