chapter 23 everywhere

The fire never goes out.

Water drips continuously.

The space at the exit of the maze became hot and humid. With Esteban White as the core, the firelight from all directions in the west continued to converge towards him, and then tried its best to expand.

However, the falling sword rain was constantly impacting towards the light curtain composed of flames. The sword energy was strong and seemed to be endless, like a strip of light, like a swimming dragon, like a torrent.

What...