In Cerulean, all citizens watched as a massive golden-red magma fireball lit up the sky. Even though they had witnessed large-scale attacks before—
This one sent chills down their spines.
They could feel its apocalyptic power.
The crowd watched as the fireball pierced through the defenses of Calonia City, crashing toward a location.
The shockwave rocked the entire city, flipping it upside down. The fireball had obliterated everything in its path.
Every academy and clan turned their eyes toward the area where it had descended. Without hesitation, more of them rushed toward the scene.
Such an attack was devastating—it could wipe out an entire city if it was caught unprepared.
Meanwhile, back at the battlefield, the crowd watched as Draco's figure was devoured by the fireball, his status unknown.
The young ones snorted at this.
In their minds, they had already concluded—there was no way Draco could survive after their master had wielded the power of law.
