The pitch-black flames pierced through the column of light, waves of heat surging forth, even singeing a few tufts of the front row audience's beards.
However, those present were not ordinary folks. The professionals each displayed their abilities, shielding themselves from the sweeping hot wind. Despite some appearing slightly disheveled, no one had complaints; instead, their faces were filled with fervent expressions.
"Ancient Dragon Power—"
"Heavenly Blessed Empire!"
Indeed, anyone with some insight could recognize the terrifying potential contained within the heat released by merely a First-Turn Professional.
This had surpassed the realm of "genius," and even "miracle" was inadequate to describe it.
No matter how genius a human or miraculous an event, they too were recorded in the long annals of this great Empire.
But with the acquisition of Ancient Dragon Power, that one individual now had the potential to be on par with "civilization."
