Realm of Power

The surging flames emitted waves of energy that swept through the space,

Like the deep-sea whirlpools formed by violent storms on the sea surface, squeezing each other and rushing upward,

Du Yu felt that his energy was like a small boat in the angry sea, being pushed to the peak of the airflow by waves of scorching heat.

"Papa" a fierce crisp sound came from the depths, like the morning bell of Nanshan ringing in the twilight, causing Du Yu, who was originally lost in the pleasure of soaring in the air, to gasp.

Only then did Du Yu realize that although his body was still outside the kiln, an inexplicable sense of touch in his body had been swept in by the air vortex formed by the blazing flames inside the kiln.

For the first time, the swirling heat flow showed its trajectory in front of Du Yu so clearly.

The crisp sound that woke Du Yu up from the whirlpool of airflow turned out to be the sound of the surface of porcelain being burned in the fire of the earthen kiln.

I don’t know when, the originally yellow and white porcelain clay began to show white porcelain color burnt in the fierce fire.

“The real secret of material transformation is so subtle, I really don’t know how it feels!”

Du Yu felt regretfully that his touch could vaguely sense a sharp energy change on the surface of the clay.

However, because my sense of touch has not yet reached the level of "knowing the subtleties", I can only vaguely see the surface, like seeing flowers in a fog, but I am still powerless to detect the finer changes inside.

"The sky has changed! The sky has changed! Everyone, run for your lives, the dragon has swallowed the water!"

Statunko, who was training new recruits in the camp, suddenly turned pale and panicked when he saw 1,300 new recruits standing in front of him practicing shield wall stances.

The look of fear was like seeing the doomsday divine punishment. Many of the soldiers had dropped their shields and turned around to run away. A few recruits even collapsed on the ground and trembled.

Statunko turned around and looked at the horrified looks of the new recruits. He was shouting loudly but did not stop in fear.

I saw a dozen tornadoes as thick as buckets suddenly appeared on the castle river in the distance.

Uprooting thick tree roots and shattering river embankments, the powerful wind made even Statunko in the distance feel the pressure on his face.

The huge black rotating tornado is like a passage connecting the two poles of heaven and earth, like the legendary furious dragon that is constantly twisting its huge body.

The entire sky was so thick and black that it seemed to be crumbling and about to collapse. This apocalyptic scene made everyone tremble in their hearts.

"Dragon swallows water! It's really a dragon swallowing water!"

Statunko, who has always been tenacious, looked at the tornado raging across the river embankment in the distance with an ugly expression.

Statunko still remembers that when he accompanied the Marquis of Sata in the north to pursue the Kugit Rangers, he was about to catch up with the fleeing Kugit nobles, but suddenly encountered an unprecedented "dragon swallow" in the desert. water"

The powerful force of the dragon swallowing water sweeping across the world caused the 500 cavalry horses led by Marquis Sata to completely collapse to the ground. The horses curled up on the ground in fear, no matter how driven and beaten by their masters, they no longer dared to move forward. Take a step forward.

Even the powerful Marquis of Sata lay on the ground with a pale face, helplessly watching the Kugits escape in the distance. Afterwards, I had to say with emotion, "This is God still favoring the Kugit people."

"Master! Someone come quickly, the master is still inside!"

Statunko saw on the edge of the river embankment in the distance, the old housekeeper in the castle and a few bold guards trying hard to get closer to the tornado, like a clown teasing a dragon.

Only then did Statunko remember that his master's small workshop seemed to be right at the center of the tornado. He quickly tried to suppress his fear and ran towards the river embankment.

"At that moment, I felt the presence of God!" The elderly Duke Statunko once described the situation at that time, with eternal piety shining on his face.

"Boom!" A huge sound came from the river, like a bursting flame, and a huge flame rose into the sky, breaking through the dark sky.

Dots of sunlight shine down from the broken dark clouds, forming channels of halo. The space where light and darkness coexist is like a world where God descends from the sky. A kind of sacred touch pervades everyone's heart.

I don't know when, the dragon swallowing water that was still plundering just now disappeared without a trace. A thick halo of light shot vertically down from the sky, shining directly on the dilapidated river embankment.

A figure suddenly flashed clearly in everyone's mind.

Although many recruits were still several hundred meters away from the river embankment, at that moment, everyone could clearly feel this man sitting there cross-legged.

Like an eternal mountain, the vertical sunlight is the sacred crown on that person's head.