Accompanied by scorching heat sweeping across the land, countless stars turned into burning embers falling from the sky, densely packed and oppressive, as if they were obscuring the entire sky.
Under such a desperate apocalyptic scene, no one could muster even the slightest thought of resistance.
The only thought was to escape.
Flee far away from this terrifying and despairing place, never again to face the terrifying youth hanging in the sky.
However, beyond that, a weak scarlet figure shot up into the sky, fearlessly heading toward the ruinous sky filled with falling stars, like a moth flying into the flame.
This spirit thought body, despite being in a state of near extinction, still charged forward with an unwavering determination, seemingly forgetting life and death.
Watching the back of the Doomsday Witch, Ivyst tightly bit her silver teeth on her pink lips, while unprecedented anger and despair burned in her crimson eyes.
