บท 1114: The Land of Fire, The Burial Ground of the Lord of Storms

Then, hundreds of figures stepped out of the portal. Their bodies were surrounded by terrifying fire elemental energy. They stood among the clouds and looked down at Giant City.

There were both men and women among these Spell Casters, and without exception, the weakest among them was a high-level Spell Caster. There were even a dozen Legends among them.

As soon as they appeared, the fire elemental energy in the world became restless, dyeing the sky with a layer of flame-like deep red, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"The spatial anchor has been broken. The enemy has a powerful spellcaster.”

The space around Giant City was sealed, and ordinary teleportation doors could not be opened.

In the shadow, Kritiens exhaled and silently retreated behind the other Spell Casters.