บท 935: The Ward in the Storm

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

"Sky-Flame Funeral!"

Mo Fan held two puffs of swelling flames in his hands and delivered them into the Nyx Regime.

The fiery clouds loomed over the Nyx Regime, and fierce flames started pouring down from the clouds. The dense fireballs landed on the ground and carpeted the place in flame, which eventually combined into a scorching sea of fire.

Sea of flames on the ground, rain of fire in the air, and fiery clouds in the sky. The three layers of fire totally entrapped the immobilized birds.

It was like the strange birds had fallen into a giant furnace. Their beautiful feathers were burned into ashes. Their bodies were severely scorched...