Chapter 160: Death Battle in the Ash Kingdom

The flames were as ubiquitous as the air, no… more precisely said, they pervaded every corner as if intending to burn the entire world into ashes.

In such a harsh environment, let alone humans, even dragons couldn't survive, existing there meant being burnt into ashes.

"After Ragnarok, the world would look like this, wouldn't it?" The Messenger God elegantly stood on the cloud bank, lifting his hand to adjust his jazz hat, his gaze reflecting the burning sea of fire at the horizon, giving the illusion that getting any closer would incinerate him.

Although his own strength was enough to withstand it, if the flames spread to every corner of the world, could he continue to survive?

The answer was obvious.

"Don't be too fearful." A calm voice came through, causing the Messenger God to look around involuntarily, only to see a tall woman, a Holy Sword hanging at her waist, walking towards him.

She comforted the Messenger God, whose eyes held a trace of fear.