Section 1190 Lucia's Path in Aoluxiya

Popota, engulfed in flames, fell from the sky like a meteor, crashing into Dust.

After the colossal impact, the ground bore a huge crater, and Popota lay at its center, drenched in blood, momentarily unable to move.

Meanwhile, the unscathed Lord of the Flameless descended leisurely.

In terms of strength, the avatar of the Lord of the Flameless was actually not much different from Popota. Yet, His ability to perfectly suppress Popota and remain completely unharmed revealed a gap in their combat consciousness.

This disparity was an immense chasm. For Popota as he currently was, it was fundamentally impossible to bridge.

"Strength that has been forcibly enhanced is just like a mirage of a building in the sky, beautiful to look at but collapses at a touch," the voice of the Lord of the Flameless was calm and steady, seemingly critiquing Popota's battle tactics, but to Popota, it sounded more like mockery.