James nodded lightly and replied, “Alright, let’s look around.”

The two stepped forward and disappeared from the spot. The next moment, they had already entered the Flammae’s territory. They shifted through the area and finally arrived in the Flammae’s core city, Flame City.

On the east side of the city was a spiritual mountain. From a distance, it looked like a blazing fire. Even the sky was a fiery red, and the clouds looked like flames.

‘The Flammae are the last surviving race of the Elemental Primevals.” Qiyana looked at the field ahead of them and sighed.

“Huh? The Flammae are the only ones left?” James was stunned.

‘Yeah.” Qiyana nodded lightly.

“What happened?” asked James.

prosperous, and countless powerful Primevals existed. However, a series of events happened and caused many of

of the Four Ancient Races still exist

Qiyana could not explain

rubbed his chin, and

not going to be easy. Primitive inscriptions are the foundation of one’s race. Handing it over to outsiders is equivalent to putting their lives in your hands. No race would easily hand over their primitive

is

gloomed over not having Lactrusse around to devise a

We should enter the city

“Alright.”

no proper plan to obtain the primitive inscriptions. Thus, he could only temporarily settle down

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