Be...... Is it Luxis?

No way...... I can't let Laxis die for me anymore!

A flash of thought suddenly burst through the dark clouds like lightning, illuminating the darkness in Asa's heart, and he suddenly had a strong desire to stabilize this chaotic space, even if Atel was still there, it didn't matter! The gray-white circle of light wrapped around his left hand like a chain, and in the suddenly changed space, the wind snail cracked with a bang, and even his bones made a terrible sound.

However, the space around him really began to settle down, and the current slowed down, gradually becoming a gentle dark tide, but there was no more life-sustaining air here. The brilliant crystal ball finally approached him.

"Asa—" In a trance, he heard his name being called. The boy in the crystal ball shrouded in golden light suddenly rushed up and grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Asa, how did you get hurt like this?" Ivan looked at him in surprise.

The air began to flow again, the breeze was blowing, and Ivan took out the last remaining wind snail, and the image before him was unbelievable.

Ivan had been working with Rust to find a way to the sea near the Paland continent, but it was on this road that the space suddenly collapsed, and Rust pounced on him, and the two were swept into this terrifying vortex by a torrent of turbulent water.

It was as if it had been swallowed up by a huge black mouth.

"It's Ivan......" Asa gradually recognized Ivan's face. Due to the difficulty of maintaining a protective barrier in this space, Ivan was soaked all over his body and had a painful look on his face. But he's alive.

"It's fine if you're okay. Asa let out a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?" Ivan still clutched Asa's shoulder. Although he was barely enough on his side, Asa seemed to be even weaker than he was! How could this be, what kind of enemy could hurt Asa like this? Ivan felt that this was really beyond his imagination!

"Why are you here?" Asaa did not answer, but asked him.

"Ugh. Because Luster ...... That one. Ivan couldn't even calm down to explain now, "Hey...... Do you want to take care of the wound, I always think it's ......."

"Not a serious injury, just poisoning. Asa said lightly.

"So, is there any medicine?"

The situation looked very bad, Ivan struggled. This is a place he probably shouldn't have come at all. Through a thin layer of golden glass-like light curtain, he could only see beautiful red flowers blooming outside in the pitch black, one by one, and rumbling thunder in the distance. Ruster abruptly left him behind, if it weren't for Rust, he would probably be dead, right? It felt very strange to be protected by the Third Demon General. It seemed to have calmed down now, but Ivan knew very well that it was Asa's magic that kept it alive.

After a long time, Asa didn't say a word, and his eyes were a little erratic. Asa turned his head and glanced out of the light curtain. "Ruster?" he seemed a little surprised.

"Well, yes, Ruster is here, but she's not an enemy now...... Probably. Ivan couldn't figure out what Ruster was up to, "She's still ...... Help me, and then ......"

"Go over and see. Asa's tone was heavy.

The orb formed by Lightgill's brilliance moved on its own, and Ivan took a sharp breath. He soon realized that it was the entire space around them that was moving, a meter away from them. Only Asa's side will be calm. Ivan looked up at Asa's face, and in the flickering light, the normally calm face was as white as a dead man.

"How are you?" asked Ivan in a whisper. He thought Asa probably couldn't hear it, because it was so noisy.

"I can hold on a little longer, there are some things that can't get out of here until they are resolved. Asa replied.

"Huh?" Ivan was stunned. Suddenly, I had a very bad premonition. What does it mean to hold on a little longer?

How could a man as ridiculously strong as Asa say that he "could hold on a little longer"?

Also, can't they get out of this place now?

Asa carefully controlled the magic of the black star, using almost all of his willpower.

Romesa's enclosed space was still engulfing the surrounding dark realm. As if it was about to lose control, it continued to expand. However, there is a person around me who wants to protect, and it still feels different, much more sober than just now.

The memory of Laxis, and the fact that Ivan was here, seemed to blow a cool breeze in the chaos, bringing him an invisible power.

Hold out a little longer, at least, to let the innocent Ivan get out alive.

"I'm sorry. Ivan stood behind him, head bowed.

Asa looked at him in bewilderment, but said nothing, the poisonous blood had contaminated his lungs, and breathing and talking were already laborious for him at this time.

Ivan hesitated for a moment, but still didn't explain. Because of his presence in this place, Asa had to be distracted to protect him, and now he had nothing to do but follow Asa.

The crimson flames were extinguished as soon as they rose, but the red light still reflected the black sea in the magnificent color of the sunset, and the lava under his feet rolled like a wave, rising and disappearing. The cracks in the earth were dripping with beautiful blood, but they were like broken candles struggling in the wind.

"Rasht like...... Can't use fire?" Ivan was at a loss, what Red Witch Ruster was best at was the magic power of controlling fire, not long ago she was wantonly setting fire to the ship, even if the magic power became weaker, it would not be completely useless!

"She's done a great job and that's my area with Yatel. Asa said briefly. The next moment, something seemed to shake and spread out from Asa's left hand, and the fire suddenly became fierce, as if the "law" in the realm had been forcibly changed by another "law".

Ivan craned his neck, and suddenly, his eyes widened.

"Yatel Hernos?"

Asa nodded.

In the afterglow of the sunset, Rust stood on top of the blooming red lotus, and around her body was a completely waterless hollow. The Red Witch used the heat to evaporate the sea water into gas, and the long feathers of the flame fluttered, and to Ivan, Rust's figure resembled a shadow swaying in a sea of fire.

Then the red meteor sped by, as if crashing into some invisible barrier, and there seemed to be another person in front of her.

It's Artle......

Ivan's heart instantly lifted to his throat, and he remembered the Holy Magister, who looked like a boy of the same age, and the puppet he had seen with a two-wheeled pentagram before.

The members of the Core Council, the contractors of the World Tree are here.

What about the World Tree? (To be continued......