The moment Lin Ye and his puppet army appeared, Balan's monstrous dragon head slowly turned toward them. Its eyes, made of pure magma, radiated endless fury and hatred.
The next moment, it opened its massive maw, large enough to swallow a truck.
'Not good!'
Alarms blared wildly in Lin Ye's mind.
The next instant, a massive fireball over ten meters in diameter, so incandescent it made the entire Magma Space pale in comparison, came screaming toward his position.
Lin Ye was about to dodge, but he saw the fireball suddenly disintegrate and explode in mid-air!
From the very beginning, Balan's goal wasn't a precision strike. It was to burn him alive, along with all the puppets behind him!
BOOM—!
A terrifying wave of fire swept over them with unstoppable force, instantly engulfing the entire high platform where Lin Ye stood.
The puppets walking ahead of Lin Ye to clear his path didn't last a single breath against this power before being completely melted.
