Milton and Cayan stood frozen, their faces etched with shock and disbelief.
The scene before them was beyond anything they had ever encountered, as though the end of the world was unfolding before their eyes.
"What in the heavens are these stars in the sky and the patterns forming on the ground?" Milton murmured.
"That sword... It carries the essence of humans, demons, and beasts. Could it be the combined strength of the three races? And those flames, they're infused with the essence of demonic fire. Not just one, but multiple types. Has he actually cultivated all of them?" Cayan's eyes widened in sheer disbelief, his expression a mixture of astonishment and terror.
The moment his words left his lips, he turned and propelled himself backward like a cannonball, showing not a shred of hesitation in his retreat.
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