The Great War (2)

Shaun wielded a purple longsword, from which endless flames emitted a terrifying high temperature, causing a distortion in the surrounding blood-red sunlight. Instantly, the temperature on the battlefield skyrocketed. The battle of the kings had now reached a thousand meters high in the sky, far from affecting the lower-tier battlefield below.

Shaun's figure shot out instantaneously, his longsword carrying the momentum of wind and thunder, furiously slashing towards the giant tiger. Despite the tiger's immense strength, he was confident in his ability to slay it. The mutant firebird of the Northwest Mountains, also of a powerful lineage, had fallen to him. This tiger would likely meet the same fate.