Villain Ch 1495. Trial of Ruin [Part 1]
He raised his hand, and three ghostly figures shimmered into being beside him—illusions of himself, flickering like glitching projections. Their edges pulsed faintly red, each wearing his cocky grin like a uniform.
"Thirty seconds," Allen muttered, already breaking into a run toward the Path of Fire. "Buy me time."
One illusion tossed a mock salute. "On it, boss." He dashed toward Storm. The others followed, vanishing into lightning and darkness like wraiths.
Flames surged up like a living wall the moment Allen entered the Path of Fire. The heat slammed into his face, making his breath catch. Ash drifted in the air like snowfall from hell. The stone beneath his boots glowed dull orange, cracked with veins of slow-moving lava.
Then— BOOM!
A boulder-sized fireball whooshed past his head, slamming into a ruined barricade behind him. Splinters exploded. Debris peppered his side.
