Chapter 658 Reality

Chapter 658 Reality

It felt as though the apocalypse had descended upon the earth.

Avalon's domain was, without a doubt, like hell on earth.

The entire environment had transformed into a blazing inferno, with towering pillars of fire erupting violently from the ground.

The sky within the domain was a seething mass of dark, roiling clouds, intermittently torn apart by fiery bolts of lightning.

The ground was a cracked, smoldering wasteland, with rivers of molten lava cutting through the terrain.

The heat was so intense that even the rocks glowed red hot, and any vegetation or water sources that had initially been present had been instantly incinerated upon the domain's release.

'Amazing.'

It was Atticus who thought this. The atmosphere was completely oppressive, with the air shimmering from the extreme heat.

However, despite the whole space being incredibly hot, Atticus felt absolutely no discomfort. In fact, the fire wrapped around him in a gentle embrace, and he was beyond shocked to feel himself recovering. When could fire heal?

Yet, it was happening right before his eyes.

'This control of fire...'

Atticus had advanced greatly in his control over the fire element, but he could feel it—his control couldn't hold a candle to what he was currently experiencing.

The fire felt alive. Atticus could sense the intense amount of anger radiating from the fire molecules. The flames surrounding him felt warm and kind, but the fire everywhere else in the space was wrathful. Vissit novelbin(.)c.om for updates

Atticus turned his gaze towards Avalon standing in front of him, then at the two struggling figures in the distance, and let out a smile. 'I expected him to be powerful, but this is too much.'

However, Avalon remained calm, his expression unreadable. He was standing more than a hundred meters away from Ronad.

But in the very next instant—before anyone could even blink—he was in front of Ronad, his hand flying through the air with blinding speed.

Not even a nanosecond passed, and the distance between them vanished as if Avalon had always been standing there.

Ronad didn't even register Avalon's presence before Avalon's open hand connected with his left cheek with a force that was nothing short of cataclysmic.

The impact sent a shockwave rippling through Ronad's flesh, his skin warping and distorting as the energy traveled through his face.

It was as if a tidal wave of force had crashed into him, his cheekbone creaking under the pressure, the flesh rippling outwards in slow motion before snapping back with a painful recoil.

His vision blurred as his body was yanked violently by the momentum. His mind struggled to keep up, the world spinning around him as the force of the slap propelled him sideways at an astonishing speed.

He was sent hurtling through the air, his body twisted in an uncontrolled spiral, headfirst.

Just as his consciousness began to fade, he managed to claw his way back from the brink, his instincts kicking in as he fought to regain control.

His feet hit the ground hard, and he skidded along the earth, digging deep furrows into the molten dirt as he struggled to stay upright.

'D-did I just get slapped?' Ronad was finding it hard to grasp reality.

But before he could even process the thought, another blip of movement filled his vision, and a second, devastating slap connected with his other cheek.

The force was no less terrifying, sending him careening through the air once again, his body tumbling uncontrollably as the world spun out of focus.

Ronad crashed into the ground, his body rolling and bouncing across the unforgiving terrain. He desperately tried to regain his footing, but the sheer force of the blow left him disoriented, his senses scrambled as he skidded to a halt once more.

The world was spinning, his face burning with pain, and the taste of blood filled his mouth.