On the surface of Nightking Planet, shattered pieces of earth pressed down upon the leg of the Fireplume Tribe woman, and her thigh bled incessantly. Nearby, plumes of lava shot into the air and burned away the trickling blood while turning the air red. 

The woman looked over. She could not see the battle, but she could still hear it. Her name was Ellen Gale. 

There was a bang as the ground split open. Lu Yin instantly grabbed Nightking Zhenwu and rose into the air before fiercely pounding Nightking Zhenwu back down into the ground. Nightking Zhenwu’s mouth opened wide, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face betrayed his agony, though his eyes continued to grow even more hateful and malevolent. He was waiting for the moment when Lu Yin faltered. Zhenwu would not allow Lu Yin to die too easily, and the young Nightking intended to torture Lu Yin to death. 

Lu Yin’s arms trembled as his blood continued to trickle down. He was truly about to reach his limit, but he still had not breached the Nightking’s innate gift yet. Lu Yin could only gamble by continuing to roll his die. If he rolled four pips: Timestop, he would be able to completely recover, and after that, they would see who outlasted the other. 

Ellen Gale faced the battlefield. The Fireplume Tribe’s war song for Nightking Zhenwu still echoed within her ears. She slowly opened her mouth, and a pleasant and elegant melody flowed forth as she guided the...