Chapter 680 Third

The sky-high white light beam pierces through the roof of the Anbo Pavilion. If the thunder in the sky is like a fleeting tree branch, then this scene is nothing more than a giant thunder tree with deep roots and lush leaves that grows after the thunder and lightning hits the ground. Rushing towards the sky covered with dark clouds, there was a faint sound of dragon roaring. It was the explosion of thunder and lightning in the air, which turned into a muffled roar like the roar of a monster. This vision lasted for three seconds before disappearing. .

When the last white light of the light beam was at its peak, it almost illuminated the entire mountaintop academy, and also illuminated most of the pitch-black sky. It was like a spotlight shining on a black cloth that was not very transparent. The texture of the dark clouds was like a ball of scales of a creature. Another cluster, another cluster.

The heavy rain mixed with the strong wind blew the dark clouds, and the birds that were startled from the woods fled into the distance in a "female" pattern. After the white light was extinguished, everything fell into silence, and the whistling whistle of wind and rain could only be heard in the sky and earth.

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If anyone rushed to the scene of the white light pillar now, they would be stunned in place, because they would think they were lost.

Anyone at the Kassel Academy knows that after passing through the grove of cobblestones, you will encounter an expensive artificial lawn, then the Merlion Fountain and a rigorously planned parking lot, and then the magnificent Amber Pavilion.

But now, the terrain here has changed. There is no artificial turf, no Merlion fountain, and no splendid student union hall. There is only a piece of scorched earth here, black and gray scorched earth, a faint smell of white smoke and burning. Rising from the ground, it was as if someone had planted thunder in the soil. What emerged in the end was nothing but desolation.

A deep pit appeared among the ruins and scorched earth. A hundred meters away, with the pit as the center, dozens of students who were not sure whether they were alive or dead were lying. Their bodies were covered with traces of scorch. It is hard to imagine that there would be no explosion of this level. People were blown to death and their bodies were left intact.

The person who released the word spirit couldn't imagine it, nor could the people around the center of the explosion. Lu Mingfei couldn't imagine it either.

The symptoms of severe tinnitus and black eyes slowly subsided. Lu Mingfei, who was lying on the ground, gradually recovered. His face was on the ground and his hands and feet were a little numb. This was the first time that he felt that this kind of numbness was a sudden sensation. A good thing, because it told him that he was still alive and well, having survived two dangerous outbursts.

As for why everyone else was still in a coma, he was the only one who woke up. The moment the explosion happened, everyone's first reaction was to rush forward, full of awareness and determination, but Lu was different, he also had determination. .Determination to save his life, so he turned around and ran as soon as he saw the situation was not good, and stayed as far away from the Amber Pavilion as possible. This made him the lucky one who was least affected by the explosion.

Lu Mingfei stood up while holding on to the ground and retched twice. The nausea caused by dizziness made him lose his balance and he tried several times without standing up. The white light before was like the explosion of ten thousand shock bombs. Open, the explosion nearly shattered his eardrums. Fortunately, he ran with his back to the light, otherwise he might not only be deaf but also blind.

There was no mirror, but Lu Mingfei felt that he must have a purer bloodline than Brother Black now. He finally swallowed the Australian lobster that surged into his throat. He raised his head and blinked his dry eyes hard before looking forward. .Then the whole person was immediately stunned.

Amber Pavilion disappeared.

Or to be precise, after being razed to the ground, the Amber Pavilion became everywhere.

When children were young, they often played a game. They lit firecrackers and stuffed them into toys, then ran to a distance and covered their ears, looking expectantly at the scene of fireworks blooming after a flash of white light and a loud roar.

Now the Anbo Pavilion has become that unlucky toy. At the moment when the huge shock wave erupted, the already precarious building finally collapsed. The large amount of collapsed building stones became black shadows flying out at high speed, scattering flowers around them. The green belt cut off a large number of trees, and the high-speed "cannonballs" blasted the surrounding ground, soil, and lawns into ravines and pits with strong winds.

It was also a credit to Lu Mingfei that he ran as hard as he could into the depths of the grove as soon as the white light shone on the Amber Pavilion. Otherwise, he might have been killed by the flying boulders if he had gotten too close. The trees became a natural barrier and helped him block most of the impacts and boulders. There was half a statue of the Merlion Fountain buried in the soil of the small forest behind his butt, and half of the lion's head was hidden in the soil. It's possible that it flew over Lu Mingfei's scalp at that time.

Fortunately, the Anbo Hall is not in the center of a gathering of students, otherwise a grenade with a power no less than that of a grenade exploded in the crowd. But now is not a good time to be thankful, because this time the explosion is still It's far from the end of things.

Lu Mingfei stared at the center of the Anbo Pavilion ruins. There was an obvious pothole there. It was not deep, about one meter in the center and radiated to a diameter of five or six meters. From Lu Mingfei's perspective, it was difficult to see where the center of the pothole was. What happened, but this did not prevent him from guessing that the culprit who caused the previous explosion should be hiding inside at this moment, and he did not know whether he was dead or alive.

Lu Mingfei wanted to swallow but found that his mouth was extremely dry. He could have turned around and ran away, but in fact he did not run away but walked forward and approached the scene of the explosion. He realized that he might be the only one present. He is awake and alive, and there are many things he can do in this situation.

Everyone is so fierce tonight. If you go to his place and pull your hips, you will be scolded for the next four years of college. Although he, Lu Mingfei, is not very shameless, it is about his character and loyalty. Under Lin Nian's influence and influence, he always felt that he was quite reliable.

When he was about to walk out of the woods, he was so disgraced that he was ready to clear his throat and howl: Is any big brother still alive?

But at this time, suddenly there was an astonishing movement in the messy scorched earth in the distance. Lu Mingfei closed his mouth instantly and lay down on the ground with the perfect tactic that made the high school military training instructor cry.

I remember that I kicked Lu Mingfei in the knee hard and scolded you so much that you had to fall down even if you fell to the ground with a bloody head. Lu Mingfei was so stunned that every time he fell down, he had to use his hands to support him or he didn't lie down decisively. How should I discipline him? It's no use. But now it seems that the best teacher is always the threat and fear of death. This time, even a ten-year veteran would not be able to do it as neatly as him.

After lying on the ground, Lu Mingfei could almost hear his own heartbeat. He dared not leave the ground and stared at the scorched earth in the distance. He swore that he had seen it right at that moment. There was a black arm coming out of the loose soil. The middle is stretched out!

Within the center of the scorched earth, a dark arm penetrated the earth and reached into the air. It reminded people of the classic zombie crawling grave scene in "Night of the Living Dead". This arm did not look human at all. The limbs were covered with a hard black unknown substance.

Lu Mingfei squinted his eyes from a distance, wondering which brother was burnt and still wanted to come back to life.

Then the loose soil on the ground began to bulge outwards. A figure suddenly lifted up a large amount of soil and stood up from the ground. His body was strong and well-proportioned, and his muscles were plump and powerful. But unfortunately, all the skin surface was covered with pitch black color. , the whole person looked extremely horrifying, as if a burnt living corpse had climbed up from the cemetery again, and Mingfei could smell a strange smell of meat from all the way.

Just when he was exclaiming in his heart, which buddy is so desperate, a black figure suddenly stood up and stopped moving. Lu Mingfei, who was lying on the ground, was slightly startled, thinking that this buddy was trying to fight a trick. When doing Tai Chi to add to the fun, the figure violently twisted his hips at an angle that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and his whole body was shaken violently. The bone-penetrating strength was instantly transmitted to every corner, and then it was like "Jin Song" "Zhenxue" generally "collapsed" the black material on his body!

Tai Chi·Jie Jin.

The black matter attached to the body surface collapsed. To be honest, Lu Mingfei's heart suddenly rose to his throat, because according to his understanding, people will only have such symptoms of darkness after their skin is burnt black. The so-called black matter is nothing more than It’s skin carbonization. In a sense, the carbonized tissue protects the body from being infected. Now that this attack is so powerful, the other party will not be able to turn into a bloody mess?

But the reality is not what Lu Mingfei thought. After the black material collapsed, what was revealed was not bloody muscles and blood vessels, but a slightly lighter blue-black color?

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, and now he could see clearly who this resurrected "living dead" was.

The black substance fell off, and the blue-black scales of the sword and shield were washed away by the rain. Each scale feather seemed to be alive, stretching and breathing in the heavy rain. After the carbonized substance on the face peeled off, the handsome Italian face Exposed to the air, the eyes that opened were filled with pure gold.

Caesar Gattuso.

But Lu Mingfei has never seen Caesar Gattuso like this before. He is far different from the handsome nobleman in his impression. The blue and black scales stretch like the armor of an evil ghost. Under the slightly deformed facial bones, he looks handsome. The ferocious look on his face also made Lu Mingfei think of Lin Nian. When he was in the Pearl Tower, the boy was in this state for a moment, as evil as a ghost walking in the world.

Lu Mingfei's eyes immediately shifted to Caesar's shoulders, and the green data was faithfully refreshed. The data that appeared made him stunned. The originally exaggerated measurement data now expanded again, and the attack reached an unprecedented level. It's two thousand, but its defense and agility are strangely only two or three hundred.

The next moment, Caesar in the heavy rain and scorched earth suddenly knelt on one knee and vomited a pool of blood. When he turned sideways, Lu Mingfei saw a shocking wound on his waist. It was a penetrating wound, almost crossing the left side of his body. There was a fist-sized hole in the lower abdomen. The flesh and blood tissue inside was carbonized by high temperature, which prevented a large amount of blood loss. But this kind of damage is not good no matter how you look at it. No wonder Caesar's data is so abnormal.

After vomiting blood, Caesar wiped the corners of his mouth, got up from the ground, and walked towards the center of the ruins of the Amber Pavilion, stepping into the large pit caused by the explosion. As Caesar went deeper, Lu Mingfei His figure was somewhat invisible, and he was about to get up and follow him, but then the orange-red light that rose again in the dark rainy night almost made him feel scared.

A violent vibration sounded in the deep pit. It was not an explosion, but a muffled sound from the absolute power of the earth. Accompanied by a large amount of soil rising into the sky and the sound of thunder, a black figure fell from the pit. He flew out, bathed in electricity visible to the naked eye, and fell to the ground.

That was Caesar. The moment he landed, he inserted one hand into the scorched earth and dragged out a several-meter-long ravine. He stabilized his body and landed on the ground. His golden eyes stared coldly at the sun rising slowly from the pit. The orange-red light group, but this time the light is not as dazzling as before. The light is weak enough that you can directly see the face of the releaser inside.

It was an excessively young man, blond and blue-eyed, about twenty-six or seventeen years old. He was wearing blue and white polyester clothes. From the blue tone with white stripes, it was easy to tell that this was a prison uniform. .Just like the stockings hero deduced when he was at the Amber Pavilion, the enemy who released Yan Ling was really a monster that escaped from the hell-like cage in the far north.

"You are the first person I have ever seen who thought of using a lightning rod to guide the release direction of 'Sun Thunder'." After walking out of the pit, the man looked at Caesar slowly rising in the distance and said coldly.

In the ruins of the Amber Pavilion, Caesar gradually stood up straight, glanced at the cracked scales and charred flesh on his left chest, stared at the man and said calmly, "I was not the one who thought of this idea first, so I want to thank you for Those three companions we made sacrifices for.”

"The first release of 'Yang Lei' was not interrupted or changed in direction. The release direction of 'Yang Lei' was an all-round explosion with no blind spots. However, it was the roof of the Anbo Pavilion that was impacted at that time. This phenomenon has been around for a long time. It caught my attention, and later I found out that someone had gone to the same place as me, and I confirmed my suspicion."

"It was the mobile lifting lightning rod on the roof of the Amber Pavilion that attracted the explosion of 'Sun Thunder'. Otherwise, everyone present would have died in the first explosion." Caesar stared at the man and said, "If you can control it, Yang Lei's attack range, then we cannot be your opponent. But unfortunately, with your bloodline, you cannot truly and completely control this dangerous word spirit, so even if we cannot use the word spirit under the influence of the 'commandments', you can still Defeated."

"It seems that you still don't understand the difference between bloodlines. You can't close this gap by stealing the power of 'Chernobog'." The man looked at Caesar's ferocious look and said calmly. .

"You are very strong. Even if you have a lightning rod to guide the thunder, you can still move after receiving a frontal impact at that distance. You should be considered the strongest person in this academy, right? You can be the most difficult enemy I have encountered tonight. But your peers are dragging you down.”

"The strongest? If it refers to bloodline and strength, Cassel College may have the strongest, but it's not me."

"You embarked on the dark path of 'Chernabog' betraying yourself. You deserve this praise. We are the same kind of people."

"What do you call the authority of 'Chernabog'? Do the Russians regard dragons as gods in Slavic mythology? It turns out that this is how you call 'violent blood'."

"'Bloodshed'? It's indeed a very vivid description. If you trade with darkness, your future will only fall into darkness."

"It's not shameful to make a deal with the devil. What's shameful is not getting a good price."

"you are too naive."

"Perhaps. But before falling into the darkness you mentioned, if you can serve as a leader and light the way for your companions behind you, then why not fall into the darkness?"

"You don't know the cruelty of the truth in the dark."

"If it's not cruel, it's not the truth."

"Yes." The man was silent for a moment and nodded.

The heavy rain was pouring, and the two people faced each other in the ruins. The thunder and the roar of the wind demon were like the symphony. The rain splashed on the ground and the water splashing on the ground was full of murderous reflections.

The green-black monster was talking to the 'god' with orange thunder, and Lu Mingfei in the grove heard the cry with cold sweat all over his back.

If the conversation between the student council president and the unidentified man were placed in daily life, it would definitely be too explosive to watch, but now they stand in the midst of such ruins, thunder, and heavy rain. The dialogue between solemnity and indifference, justice. The confrontation with evil elevated this conversation to an epic and fatalistic level.

Sure enough, lines need to be picked out by someone to read them. If it were Lu Mingfei, he would feel like an idiot no matter what scene he said in any style.

He glanced at the other students who were still in a coma and felt a little panicked, because this meant that if the Chairman couldn't get rid of the trouble in front of him, they really had no chance of winning. He still had all his limbs intact, but there was an extra soldier. The hero unit plays no role in the fight?

Heck, where are the Fingals? He had been so brave before, so he wouldn't have died in the explosion just now, right?

While Lu Mingfei was anxious, the conversation between the two figures in the heavy rain was still going on.

"Your word spirit is very practical, but it is still too weak in front of me. Even if you sell your soul to gain partial and incomplete authority, it will not help."

"It seems you have guessed my spirit."

"A 'Wind Demon' under the authority of Stribog? The fact that you can avoid the fatal attack of metal in the magnetic field when blinded by the power of lightning has proven many things."

The man looked up at the heavy rain above the ruins. Hidden dark red shadows were hidden in the howling wind in the black rainy night. They screamed, they were thirsty for blood, but they were in awe and fear because of the orange light on the man and did not dare to go up. Before, "Even if you sacrifice your soul to the gods of darkness and sorrow to refine your bloodline and allow your 'wind demons' to gain further strength, you are no match for me."

"The word spirit of the level of 'Yang Lei' broke out for the second time in a short period of time. Now you are already a strong person." Caesar said lightly.

"You underestimated the belief in freedom of the dead people crawling out of hell." The man said expressionlessly.

The area around him gradually became quiet, and finally began to rise violently upward like a wave hitting a rock. The orange light gradually began to become steadily brighter. The sun rose again, and the light covered his face, and the rain The light poured into it stirred up pieces of visible red thunder.

"You will die if you release another large-scale word spirit." Caesar said, looking at the man enveloped in orange light.

"How can the gravel on the roadside be picked up by casual passers-by? But to the people in the abyss, those gravels are the whole meaning of life." The man sneered, "This is cruelty that people like you will never understand. "

"Cruel? Everyone faces a cruel world when they are born. We all face the same cruel challenges. The difference is that some people can overcome it, while others choose to perish." Caesar's eyes showed a sense of justice. look.

"You are wrong." The man looked at Caesar and said softly, "The world is unfair. At least it did not give me time to face challenges. Some people are born with mistakes and have to face several times the cruelty of others. No Don’t say you can understand me until you’ve been through my suffering.”

"Don't tell others to do good without their suffering?" Caesar said a Chinese sentence that was quite convoluted for a man. They had always communicated in English before. In the man's silence, he briefly explained this Chinese sentence The meaning of the proverb, and then said coldly, "I don't agree with this truth, because what is wrong is wrong, no matter what your reasons are, no matter how much cruelty you have experienced, what is wrong is still wrong, it is wrong. Just be prepared to be reprimanded.”

"I was born with a mistake, how to correct it?" The man opened his hands and looked at Caesar indifferently, his golden eyes full of sarcasm and coldness, "Wrong bloodline, wrong birth, wrong future. If I were born with wings, But I am ostracized by the world, so why am I willing to be a crawling ant?"

Caesar and the man knew each other that they were talking about the darkness of "blood" hidden in the mixed-race world. Maybe other students would dismiss the man's words, but he was Gattuso's. The successor himself knows the unglamorous and even disgusting truths.

He could only respond with silence to the man's consciousness and coldness, because there was no doubt that the other man was the victim of the disgusting truth, and that Chernobyl prison uniform represented too much 'cruelty'.

"If you want to condemn me, then do it," the man said, putting his hands away, "if you can."

Looking at the man whose territory was gradually beginning to expand, Caesar was silent for a few seconds and then stood upright in the heavy rain. His blue-black body was like a majestic statue. His golden eyes stared at him and asked, "Your name."

The man paused for a moment and then spoke, saying a typical Russian name. Caesar nodded after listening and then turned around, using his unprepared back to face the enemy who had been stimulated to the extreme by "Yang Lei" three times.

"Have you given up?" The orange thunder shined like the sun, and in the light, the red golden eyes stared at Caesar's exposed back and asked in a low voice.

After saying so much and realizing so much, this guy wants to run away?

"No." Caesar said without looking back, "My mission is over from now on. Thank you for telling me a lot of stories about you. I didn't expect you to follow the topic and tell me so much. Enough time was bought.”

"If I have the chance in the future, I will remember you at your grave if I still remember you after tonight." He said in a low voice with his back to the man.

In the orange thunder, anger slowly rose in those red gold eyes. It was the rage towards Caesar's contempt and arrogance. The man raised his arms and rebuked him like a conductor. The metals hidden in the soil in the entire ruins of the Anbo Museum began to tremble, and they broke out of the ground one after another, refracting the lightning, like silver rain rising against the sky, suspended in the strong magnetic field, with murderous intent.

But even so, Caesar didn't look back. When the man was about to kill the opponent directly with metal, he suddenly stopped the movement in his hands. The rage in his eyes faded like ice. He suddenly turned his head and looked in one direction, with red gold pupils. What appeared in his eyes was absolute indifference and awe!

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In the grove, Lu Mingfei, who was paying attention to the battlefield and calling for the Chairman, suddenly heard the sound of branches breaking. It was the sound of trivial footsteps, making a crunching sound on the rain-wet autumn leaves. .

Lu Mingfei suddenly froze, and did not dare to look back, because there was a faint golden light illuminating the place where he was lying. This meant that the other party had already approached his back when he was lost in thought, and that heavy The feeling of pressure stopped the blood flow all over his body, making him feel like a lone night traveler in the story who would be bitten through the throat by a vicious wolf if he dared to turn back.

But after all, there was still no wolf paw on his shoulder. The eyes that were looking for people to eat only stayed on him for a moment and then moved away. The footsteps continued to approach, and a pair of white sneakers appeared in his peripheral vision. It's the legs of slim-fitting jeans that have been washed white, and a well-proportioned and straight figure.

Lu Mingfei was suffocated. He recognized who the figure was, and saw almost impossible numbers or symbols on the figure's shoulders.

A big boy walked out of the woods.

He walked out of the darkness and into the heavy rain.

The only thing he recognized in the dark woods was the pair of golden eyes. In the depths of the pupils, golden liquid swirled into incredible patterns. But after walking out of the silent woods, the dragon-like majesty disappeared from his handsome face that became brighter. His slender and narrow body was wearing a soaked white T-shirt, and under his dark forehead, there was a layer of eternal hair. There is no unnecessary emotion in the unquenchable golden eyes, which only reflect the figure in the orange thunder in the rain.

"It turns out that you are stalling for time to wait for reinforcements." In the ruins, the man in the thunder hissed and looked at Caesar's back, "Do you think that one person can change the outcome of the war for you?"

Caesar did not answer him, but walked towards the unconscious students in the distance. His mission was far from over. After waiting for reinforcements, he was still responsible for rescuing the injured. When he saw the reinforcements, He knew the battle was over.

The man fell into silence as he watched Caesar leave. He did not make any attack move because his peripheral vision always remained on the big boy walking out of the woods.

Those golden eyes. The golden pupils under the dark forehead gave him an inexplicable palpitating feeling. This was something he had never felt before. This feeling came from the pressure of blood.

"Name." the man said.

The boy walked into the ruins and stepped on the charred soil. Rain dripped from his forehead. He stood in the heavy rain, and the heavy rain began to speak:

"I'm in a hurry."

If the words are too bloated, they will be like an overly detailed map, covering every aspect but unable to start. The core meaning of the expression cannot be extracted from the complicated words. But this boy was different. He spoke very little and went straight to the point. When he said he was in a hurry, it meant that he was really in a hurry. After leaving his words behind, he began to walk steadily towards the man in the ruins, ignoring the sky above the ruins. Those deadly metals suspended in the heavy rain.

At this time, the man also saw a slender knife in his hand. The rain fell on the knife and slid down the sharp blade.

He comes here to kill people, so naturally he talks little.

"First there was a talkative one, and then there was a talkative one." The man chuckled, and when he raised his head again to stare at the big boy approaching, golden iris blossomed in his eyes, and the orange light froze in an instant.

He applied magnetic field control to the long knife in the opponent's hand, but found that the long knife was like iron welding in the hand holding the handle. It was enough to show how amazing the grip strength was. Although 'Yang Lei' His field was unable to completely control metal like a 'Sword Master', but at this distance, the force he exerted on the long knife was enough to knock a buffalo over, but the boy holding the knife was as firm as Rooted into the earth!

He decisively gave up the plan to seize the opponent's weapons, and also determined the danger level of the opponent. He did not want to take risks, and was prepared to use the most direct force to completely end everything in the ruins.

Then the ubiquitous metal in the heavy rain began to vibrate, the strong magnetic field contracted violently, the orange thunder shined brightly again, and the high-pitched chants danced wildly on the ruins, like the strongest accusation and curse on the dark night, heavy rain, and the world.

Yan Ling·Yang Lei.

"No matter how many people come, it will not help under the power of this curse. Don't you understand?" In the light and heat, the man asked like a god.

It's just a pity that the person named 'Lin Nian' at the top of the list is not there, otherwise he can be solved in the next outbreak of the word spirit. This may be the last time he releases the word spirit. He thought quietly in his heart.

The light brought by the thunder was very bright, and it traced a clear trajectory around the boy holding the knife. The light flowed from the side of his face and brought shadows. He looked at the light in the rain and the god-like figure with some confusion.

But after a moment, he broke away from his dazed state and returned to his calm mood. He glanced sideways at the fierce red gold in the center of the light, and understood the opponent's desperate fight to end everything with the next blow.

As soon as he arrived at the scene, the enemy was desperate. This was not a good thing for anyone, but it didn't matter to him. On the contrary, it made him feel much more relaxed.

Facing the thunderous tide, he nodded and said,

"That's good. Yanling Junyan."

He raised his fingers as if to touch the ethereal light particles in front of him.

Rain and light have never had such a vivid touch. The moment he stretched out his hand, the compressed Guao syllables burst out of his mouth in an instant, and the airflow blew away the heavy rain in front of him to form a cavity! The strong wind lifted his forehead, revealing his terrifying golden eyes. At this moment, he completed the chant of power and grasped the authority of bronze and fire!

The scorching fire shot up into the sky. It was a triple dazzling ring of fire rising around him. The light emitted by the wave-like flame instantly separated a different space between him and the man. It was the mixture of thunder and flame. The strength is divided and the ceremony is divided! In the increasingly bright light, the space between them was cut off again and again, until only the size of a palm remained. Two pairs of blooming golden eyes intertwined to bloom into different beautiful flowers.

"Svarog's authority, are you Chu Zihang?" The man's pupils shrank, recognizing the identity of the third-ranked boy, and at the same time he understood it under the sea of ​​​​fire under the real blazing sun. Why does the opponent occupy such a high position on the list?

Under the white T-shirt blown by the heat wave in the flames, the blue-black scales were bunched up and surging, like the skin of a demon that had learned to breathe.

Chu Zihang didn't answer the man's question, and wasn't even interested in knowing his name. After finishing the chant, he advanced to the second peak of violent blood, and the word spirit that had been increased by a thousand degrees burst out in one breath, and a scorching wave rose to the sky. Submerged in the orange color that symbolizes thunder!