2025-03-19 08:00:41A powerful roar from the massive beast echoed across the entire Southern land. The ground rumbled, small rocks rolled away, and white smoke billowed from the caves surrounding the giant flaming mountain. Moments later, the volcano erupted, raining down blazing stones.
Anino and Pilak swiftly raised their hands. A circular barrier formed, composed of a fusion of silver fire and black mist, enveloping the three of them. "Master, I can feel the dragon's powerful breath. It's nearby," Pilak said. Pilak nodded and narrowed her eyes, scanning the surroundings, but she couldn't pinpoint the dragon’s exact location. The volcano continued to spew fiery rocks, and thick white smoke filled the area. He closed his eyes and extended his consciousness. However, a powerful restriction prevented him from locating the dragon. Alkan frowned as he concentrated—only to cough up blood moments later.
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Alkan took a deep breath and looked at the dragon below. "In that case, hold the dragon off," he said before flying toward the volcano’s entrance. At that moment, the only power Alkan could rely on was half of Anino’s total strength. Pilak had already lost his abilities, so he couldn’t use her silver flames. He leaped into the mouth of the volcano and fell into darkness for several minutes. Since the shadows had absorbed the magma’s heat, the inside of the volcano was cold. He felt the chilling cold seep into his bones. He furrowed his brows and endured the shivering of his body. He had no idea how long he had been falling in the darkness, but eventually, he reached the bottom of the volcano. He sighed in relief and conjured black flames. Unlike Pilak’s silver flames, they did not radiate warmth, but the faint heat they provided was enough to keep him from freezing inside the volcano. He scanned his surroundings and noticed
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