3 DAYS LATER.
A desolate and charred landscape of 50 kilometers with nothing but shattered ground and barren lands that carried the feeling of devastation was filled with strong gusts of winds that carried smoke and dirt.
This place was none other than the central region of the Eastern Grasslands where the battle between Kahn and the Hero of Fire took place a week ago.
Outside this perimeter, there was tight security and 4 warships guarding this perimeter while 20 thousand fireborne soldiers under the direct command of the imperial clan were stationed to monitor the borders.
Rustle!
Rustle!
But unbeknownst to everyone, suddenly a big whirlpool of black, white and green smoke appeared in the middle of the sky out of nowhere; taking the shape of a spherical cloud.
Swoosh!!
"Looks like I'm late."
A calm yet domineering voice appeared from the very spherical cloud that was moving like a blob of fog.
Schwoaa!!
