"Yeager, what are you planning to do?"
Darren instantly sensed that something was wrong. Yeager's expression was grave, and his eyes were unwaveringly resolute, as if he had made some intense decision.
Yeager did not answer but muttered continuously, reciting some kind of spell.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a deafening roar, an Abyssal Flame Demon slowly emerged from a sea of molten lava, proclaiming its arrival with a stance that shook heaven and earth.
The size of the Abyssal Flame Demon was unimaginably huge, as if it were a fearsome beast formed from a fusion of molten lava and rock, its body covered with scorching magma, occasionally sparking and even resembling falling stars, lighting up the surrounding dim space.
Its massive head had eyes as hot as furnaces, flashing with a dim red light, seemingly able to peer into the deepest fears of the heart. Its large, flame-wrapped fangs were extremely sharp, each capable of tearing through the hardest rock.