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Chapter 1690

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After leaving Miro's world of consciousness, Allen regained his senses in the space behind the Door of Flames. The first thing he felt was pain!

The Endless Sword Armor was shaped by Origin Energy. Even in such a high-temperature space, it could still maintain its original appearance. However, the clothes on Allen's body could not. His clothes were completely ignited. Even if Allen's Fire Monarch ability was fully unleashed, it would only slow down the flames slightly. The flames in this space continuously slapped against Allen's body like waves. His secret flame barrier had already become extremely thin, as if it could disappear at any moment.

Allen recalled what Miro had said, gritted his teeth, and removed the barrier and armor. Instantly, his flesh and blood were undefended in this space of flames. His skin and flesh were charred and his entire body was smoking, causing Allen to scream miserably in pain.

Outside the Blazing Gate, Hertheus could vaguely hear this sound, but he could not laugh like before. On the contrary, his expression became solemn. Logically speaking, Allen, who was not a Sovereign yet, should have been burned to ashes by the flames inside the door.

He resisted the urge to enter the door to check, in case Allen counterattacked before his death.

Inside the door, Allen's body was constantly thrown away. Beams of sparkling red flames sprayed out from the depths of the space and struck Allen's body. Allen's entire body had already turned into charcoal. Black charcoal ash danced everywhere, and flames continuously sprayed out from Allen's eyes, mouth, and other places. Streaks of fiery red light covered his entire body, as if Allen's blood vessels were also burning.

Allen was in so much pain that he wanted to die, and his life force was quickly flowing away. The high-temperature flames in the space were destroying his tyrannical body after his second transformation. His skin, muscles, bones, and even internal organs and nerves were rapidly necrotizing. At this moment, it was as if a sun had been stuffed into his body, and terrifying heat was fleeing from the inside out.

"Don't resist it."

"Accept it."

"Communicate with it."

"Your strength is originally fire. Don't forget the close connection between you and fire."

"In the flames, find the rules that belong to you."

Miro's words replayed in his mind. Allen tightly held onto his last bit of sanity and recalled how he had come this far.

In the death arena, he successfully broke through the first barrier and formed his own imprint. If activating Origin Energy was like igniting a fire seed, then this engraving was like Allen lighting up the first flame. The small flame quickly turned into a prairie fire. He grew in battle and rose in suffering. He stumbled along the way, but he finally came into contact with the Heavenly Void Flame. That was a qualitative sublimation. From then on, the door to true power had been opened, and there was a solid foundation for reaching the pinnacle of power.

Now that he thought about it, the flame had always been his companion. The flame was born for him, the flame rose for him, the flame roared for him!

The Raging Flames had long been integrated into his life and engraved into his soul. He had always been bitterly pursuing the path of a supreme being. It turned out that this power had long been in front of him, just that he had neglected it. Only at this moment, in this world that was filled with raging flames, did he remember.

Fire was never his enemy.

That's right …

No matter what kind of fire it was, his life had long been destined to be like a raging inferno.

Fire was his rule.

Grasping the rule of fire, he was the King of Ten Thousand Flames!

Let me see again …

Look at the rules you have displayed …

In the space inside the door, Allen's body was disintegrating. His skin and muscles were constantly turning into ashes and flying away. Soon, Allen's bones could be seen, his internal organs could be seen, and that tenaciously beating heart could be seen! The raging flames burned his bones, ignited every nerve, and every internal organ, and emitted flames from the inside out. However, Allen did not dissipate. Suddenly, the heart beat hard, and what was pumped out of the blood vessels was no longer blood, but a blazing stream of fire!

At this moment, the flame was completely integrated into his life.

The fire was him.

He was the fire.

The two were no longer separated.

As a result, blazing fire surged out from Allen's body. In the fire, his body was reborn at a visible speed. Flames were energy. Energy transformed into matter, matter formed cells, cells regenerated tissues, and tissues constructed bodies. From this moment onwards, every cell in Allen was like a blazing flame chip. Countless flame chips formed a rising sea of fire.

He was reborn from the flames!

Outside the door, Hertheus's entire body suddenly trembled.

He heard a strong heartbeat coming from inside the door, and then the flames inside the door blazed brightly. Hertheus was dumbfounded. The color of the flames inside the door quietly changed from sparkling red to orange red, then orange yellow, and finally pure golden yellow. As the Firmament Flame, Hertheus naturally understood the aura of flames very well. However, at this moment, the aura of the flames in the door became unfamiliar.

The golden flame that rose from the door did not belong to any of the known primordial flames in the universe. It was a new kind of flame, and he could almost hear the whistling of the flames as they leaped and sang a solemn hymn in praise of the birth of something.

At this moment, it was already late at night on Adahua Planet in the Ten Thousand Miles of Star Road. Suddenly, the golden fire seed on the imperial palace lit up. A golden stream of fire sprayed out over a hundred meters into the sky. From afar, it looked like a golden waterfall. At the same time, an extremely dignified aura rose from the palace. Justice King Orfasis, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly got up and rushed to the window to look up at the endless starry sky.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" On the bed, the sleepy concubine sat up and asked.

"The fluctuations of Origin Energy can actually be transmitted here. Who is this? It's not Spenak, nor is it Frius. This power is so unrestrained that the auras of the two of them in Agares shouldn't be like this. And it resonated with the golden fire seed. Could it be the power of fire? "Orfasis's eyes shone with extreme light." Could it be him? Allen … Has Allen finally become a supreme being? "

While Orfasis was marveling, Frius, who was listening to the Fire Demon's report on the recent events of the empire, suddenly stood up in Agares' Buluo City. This action shocked the Fire Demon and he couldn't help but ask carefully, "Your Majesty, did I do something wrong?"

Frius's figure flashed and appeared at the window of the hall. He looked at the sky, and the fire demon looked at it doubtfully. There was nothing special about the sky. However, in Frius's eyes, there was a ball of golden flames burning outside the sky.

"How should I put it? He's actually more arrogant than me. He's already declared his power at his doorstep. Interesting." Frius laughed dryly.

The fire demon asked doubtfully, "Your Majesty, what did you say?"

"Nothing much. It's just that from this moment onwards, there will be a fourth Paragon in this universe." Frius said casually.

The fire demon's mind went blank when he heard this.

After a long while, he reacted and said, "Did you say that a fourth Paragon has appeared?"

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