Chapter 847
—Hmm?
Along with Yog’s low exclamation, a heavy pressure surged through Ian’s hand and up his forearm.
But Ian neither stumbled backward nor lost his footing on the railing. He simply clenched his teeth and stared ahead at the blazing trail extending beyond the golden hexagon like a dragon’s breath.
"What?" Rimuta’s cry of shock followed a beat later.
At nearly the same instant, the Golden Breath collided with the surging blue fog.
With a blinding flash, the breath exploded outward into countless branching arcs of lightning.
Boom, boom, boom!
It tore through and incinerated the surface of the fog wherever it touched.
"A Mantra? So the rumors are true—the Purification Squad uses dragon relics!" Rimuta’s voice echoed amid the thunder and light.