A man mistakenly becomes the city lord of the land, conquering all the heavens and myriad worlds.

The flames he just sensed were similar to his own, no…

They are more terrifying than themselves!

Thinking of this, the temperature on the battlefield where the two sides were located suddenly rose.

But this time, what rose was not simply thermal energy, but something beyond Ifrit's comprehension.

As Chen Hai breathed, tiny sparks drifted in the air. Unlike ordinary flames that flickered, they trembled at a certain regular frequency, as if telling the truth of the beginning of flames.

Seeing this, Ifrit raised her hand, gathered her power, locked onto the enemy, and unleashed flames!

result--

Its attack vanished before it even landed!

Outside the battlefield, the demons, goblins, and adventurers all witnessed this scene.

"The flames have gone out?"

Zhu Cai recalled everything she had just seen and came to this conclusion.

The flaming spear that Ifrit had just formed was blown away by a scorching stream of air.

The first attack had no effect, and Ifrit landed on the ground, using a new ability!

Chen Hai noticed a magic circle pattern flashing red light appearing beneath his feet.

"Lord Tatsumi!"

As Shion shouted, the magic circle erupted!

This is Ifrit's skill - Flame Burst Array.

A fiery tornado rose from the ground, melting the earth and igniting the space around it, burning everything within its range to ashes!

Ifrit watched the figures being swallowed up, then fixed her gaze on the others outside the battlefield.

"That's the convenience of having an entry, isn't it?"

Chen Hai took a step forward.

The moment his right foot landed, the slight tremor caused a commotion.

That was an even hotter, more terrifying heat!

Ifrit couldn't believe what she was seeing.

His most powerful attack spell was ineffective against the enemy, and his raging flames were being manipulated at the enemy's mercy?!

Without giving Ifrit another chance to attack, Chen Hai teleported in front of her.

He simply raised his hand, and the trail left by his fingertips as they swept through the air revealed a completely different form of flame.

They are not combustions that propagate along matter, but rather high-temperature fields that directly distort space.

The moment Ifrit's flames touched this field, they were like a cheap imitation exposed to the real thing—all the flames it was so proud of lost their color and turned into gray embers that drifted away!

His own flames were burned to ashes?!

Ifrit couldn't understand it, and didn't want to understand it.

He roared, and just as the explosive flames gathering in his hands were about to be unleashed...

"Shut up."

Chen Hai grabbed Ifrit's neck with his right hand.

The 'high-temperature field' that surrounded the two people and burned them to ashes along with the flames suddenly contracted, instantly engulfing the scene.

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Chen Hai stood amidst a blazing fire.

However, the flames here are not very hot.

They radiate a soft glow, as if they were the embodiment of memories.

In this spiritual world made of fire, countless fragments are scattered.

A young girl, a cabin in the woods, grass swaying in the wind, and tree branches casting shadows.

These are Shizue Izawa's memories.

At the heart of it all, Jingjiang sat alone on the ground, her hands tightly wrapped around her knees.

Compared to the blazing flames around her, her figure appeared lonely and fragile.

Chen Hai slowly approached as he arrived at this place.

His steps were steady, each step leaving a brief ripple in the flames.

As Chen Hai approached, the surrounding flames seemed to sense his intentions; some began to stir, while others began to scatter.

"Excuse me, miss..."

Chen Hai greeted him.

It broke the silence of this space.

Upon hearing his voice, Jingjiang looked up, her eyes glistening with tears.

"Chen Hai..."

"Should we stay here?"

"I have no idea……"

After being summoned to another world, Shizue Izawa experienced countless moments of joy, happiness, and sorrow, and harbored two completely conflicting ideas about this world.

Likes and dislikes coexist.

How should I choose?

Should we just give up?

Hearing Jingze Shizue's confused reply, Chen Hai extended his right hand to her.

"I don't know" is the most perfect answer.

"Why... do you say that?"

"Because every step you take after that will be a surprise."

Chen Hai's hand stopped there.

"And it will be a pleasant surprise that will satisfy you, so... come with me to see a new world."

"The world like before?"

"That's right, but it's a world that can be completely changed."

Of course……

Chen Hai said helplessly

"We could sit here anytime, but it would be best if we brought in some more game consoles. By game consoles, I mean electronic devices that can be used to play various games. Regarding..."

"No, not Chen Hai... no way."

Shizue Izawa interrupted him.

"Really? Then let's go together."

Shizue Izawa hesitated for a moment when invited again, but she still extended her right hand.

"Got you."

With a gentle pull, Chen Hai lifted Jing Jiang off the ground and embraced her.

In that instant, all the memories and all the pain that had transformed into flames began to dissipate.

And those raging flames were also ignited by Chen Hai.

Ever since——

For the first time, the two figures pressed together had a complete outline under the light of the new flames.

A new journey begins here.

Chapter Ninety-Eight: City Member +1! Izawa Shizue's Token of Love

"don't want!".

"Ugh! Whoa!"

"Ugh!"

"Ugh!"

"what!"

Strange cries and wails echoed through the goblin village.

"Why! Why did it turn out like this!"

"I'm sorry, Captain...we're...we can't go on!"

"Me too...!!"

"Ouch!"

The three adventurers witnessed a heart-wrenching farewell, and even Lan Ya, standing nearby, collapsed with a thud after letting out a howl.

This tragic and terrifying situation began half an hour earlier—

After Chen Hai crushed Ifrit and completely dominated the power of the Flame Spirit, he transformed it into the essence of Izawa Shizue.

The so-called origin can be understood as an instinct.

A talent that one is born with.

Originally, Shizue Izawa was influenced by Ifrit and carried this cursed power as she walked the world.

Without the mask to suppress her emotions, she probably would have collapsed long ago.

And now-

The 'Ifrit' that troubled her became pure 'elven power' that she could control freely.

To put it bluntly, Shizue Izawa is no longer the 'host', but the 'ruler' of the fire spirit's power.

In this way, she can live on with her new abilities.

The original plot was thus completely overturned.

Is this situation good or bad for Shizue Izawa?

Everything should have ended, and I should have reached the end of my journey, where I could meet my former homeland and mother in that world.

But Chen Hai grabbed him and rescued him from the edge of the cliff, and then led him onto a new path.

Shizue Izawa, who both hates and loves this world;

Shizue Izawa, who both longs for change and longs for an end;

Which scenario represents the true ending she is truly seeking?

To be honest, Chen Hai didn't know...

But he believes there's no need to figure it out now.

because--

"Miss Jing!"

Ailian lunged at the two people in the center of the battlefield.

She was the first to hug Izawa Shizue, who had just left Chen Hai's arms.

"I'm so glad you're okay!!"

"that……"

"I thought I'd never see him again!"