The entire space around the pocket space grew incredibly cold under the heretic flames.
Chi meili's cold eyes glowed with blood l**t, the kind that could send chills down the spine of anyone.
Boom!
Another sound rang out from the Orange gate behind her. And what followed was not the release of a user art but a chant.
The staffs around began to arrange themselves in a circular formation around the mysterious figure
"Cold light of the burning world,
The staffs all turned their tip still in the circular formation around the mysterious figure
"The burning world receives endless cold
The area instantly turned white but this brilliant white didn't give off a feeling of good, it radiated a feeling of hatred
"Burn from hatred, away from the world, malice, ice cold malice.....
Suddenly,
